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"Baby Series 2"Written By: Karina
Spoilers: None Disclaimer: I don’t own Gundam Wing or the
Characters from the series but the baby is mine. Pairing: Duo Notes: Challenge 57. Baby Series 2 #163. Takes place at approximately the same time as Nerves.
Just The Right Moment //Is it too soon to kiss him? Maybe just a peck on the cheek? Nooo, maybe not.// The snow had stopped and the sky cleared of its overcast, leaving the sky streaked in the vivid colours of sunset. //Not on the cheek. I want our first kiss to be a bit more personal. Maybe I could get away with brushing his lips with mine?// Elongating shadows, dark against the virgin white of the snow. It was quiet and peaceful and he knew such would not last. Within the hour the guests for the evening’s dinner would begin to arrive and he would have other matters to concern him than sneaking the first all important kiss. //Of course I would have to get right into his personal space. Be face to face with him. The downside is it will cut down on running time.// Long fingers twisted and pulled absently at the tuft of chestnut hair. Laid out behind him on his bed was an immaculately pressed cravat and the midnight black brocade of his suit jacket. He had showered and washed his hair, completing the braid only moments ago. He still needed to thread the black velvet tie about the tip of his braid but that was always the final act that completed his toilet. //If I peck him on the cheek I can do it from the side and have a fraction more time to bolt in case he tries to deck me.// Chestnut brows drew down at the thought. Maybe it was a bit early to consider taking this step but when would be the right time? //Got to pick just the right moment. I don’t want to embarrass anyone, least of all him. I want this to be more than groping and fumbling in the dark.// He could not afford to offend anyone nor cause embarrassment for the King. While homosexuality was not illegal in Sanc people expected discretion. There were places and times one could be intimate and he was not a voyeur any more than he was an exhibitionist. One thing he had learned was that even heterosexual couples were discreet in Sanc. It was rare to come across a couple necking in public and a discreet holding of hands seemed to be the accepted public intimacy. //I wonder what the occupation forces did to enforce that? The war has been over for years and it’s just teenagers who are seen in parks fumbling in the dark and getting fresh. You could always find a couple on L2 heading for a back alley but the streets of Sanc are positively bare in comparison.// Christmas was little more than a week away. The palace was decorated for the occasion and that might give him his opportunity. Mistletoe might give him a chance and spare him any backlash. He’d have to find some and pocket it. Then he could arrange an ambush and snare his prize in private. “Look out Chang, I’m coming for you.” End
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