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"Thirty One Days "Written By: The Plotting Housewife Disclaimer: Gundam Wing belongs to Bandai, Sotsu
and associated Parties. This work is written for pleasure not profit. Rating: NC 17 Warnings: drabbles, Thirty One Days of Drabbles,
Three Paragraph Fics, drabble challenge Pairings: Heero/Trowa/Quatre Summary: A challenge of three paragraph drabbles
for thirty one days. Tags will be added when new drabbles are posted
and rating may be subject to change. "Thirty One Days " Chapter 23: Trinity Trowa discovered fairly quickly that he was the jealous type. Quatre’s deep connection with Heero was proof of that. Not that he didn’t trust Quatre, or Heero for that matter, even when they disappeared for hours, usually because Heero needed to talk and the only one he trusted enough to unload his feelings onto was Quatre. It didn’t hurt that the blond was a perfect listener, lending his ear and only providing advice in sporadic, gentle reassurance. He knew instinctively when it was time to talk and when it was time to just quietly listen. Trowa knew firsthand how easy it was to share every thought, every emotion with Quatre. He’d often found himself doing the same. And the more Heero sought the blond out, the closer they inevitably got. As Quatre’s lover, Trowa had begun developing the habit of “accidentally” eavesdropping on the two after they’d locked themselves away in an empty room of Quatre’s estate. At one point, it had lead to a heated confrontation with Heero which ended badly. Both of them winding up in the doghouse for a few days. They eventually swallowed their pride and contritely approached the blond with their tails between their legs. Thankfully, Quatre never could hold a grudge. Two months later, Quatre sat him down to “have a talk” and Trowa’s heart sunk into his stomach, thinking the worst. Thinking that his love was dumping him for Heero. Instead, Quatre had a proposition: Invite Heero into their relationship. Trowa’s initial response had been, “No,” before he stomped off to the weight room to sweat out his anger and his jealousy. When Quatre approached him again, his pleas that Heero didn’t have anyone else, began to crack the hard shell of Trowa’s resolve. The third time, he caved, giving in though with strong reservations. But it wasn’t long after that, that he realized he needn’t have worried. Quatre had been right as he always was and Trowa found himself able and willing to extend his love to the Japanese man, soon welcoming him with open arms. He only wished Quatre would stop being so smug about it.
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