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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 + Wu Fei Notes: Challenge 60. Baby Series 2 #178. Takes
place at approximately the same time as A Dirty Word.
On A High Duo hit the door with a resounding thud, decided it was as well the kitchens were so far from the bedrooms and bounded across the length of the room to find the kettle. It was a glorious evening and he would defy anyone who thought otherwise. He was hale, healthy and he had kissed his man! Well, one of them at least. Now that was progress. It had gone well and he was in a particularly good mood. Yes, all in all it was a remarkably good evening. He was on such a high he could not sleep, and in seconds the kettle was filled and turned on, a mug set on the sideboard and he had the coffee and sugar out of the cupboard. He was too high to sleep and a good hot cup of coffee would help settle him down. With a cackle of delight he bounced over to watch the kettle, tapping his fingers lightly on the bench. He was careful not to so much as twitch when he heard the door open. “Why did you kiss me?” Duo tried manfully to reduce his manic grin to a smirk before Chang noticed. He had taken Chang completely by surprise. What had been a tentative brushing of their lips had, to his delighted amazement, deepened into something more. He had been reduced to breathlessness and could only stare into onyx eyes and watch awakening emotions at play. There had been no eruption into violence, no slap across his face, no knife in his ribs… no Vulcan nerve pinch to drop him into oblivion. Then the call had come over their earpieces forcing them back to duty. Chang had no opportunity to take retribution on him. If he had read those eyes correctly there would be no violence offered. “Tea?” He glanced over his shoulder. Chang stood in the doorway looking exquisitely kissable which would, no doubt, be an extremely dangerous thing for him to attempt. He needed to know exactly what Chang was thinking about their moment on the balcony. It almost seemed dreamlike but Duo could still taste him. At least he had not barged into the kitchen like a bull charging a matador, intent on inflicting severe bodily harm. It was a good sign Chang was talking and not acting. The dark eyes glared at him but there was no real heat. He had been subjected to enough Chang glares to know the subtle differences, and he was of the opinion his hopefully soon-to-be lover might just need a little reassurance. After all, even bulls could be docile if handled expertly. Though, on second thoughts, this was much more a dragon he had by the tail. “It seemed like the right time to do it.” Dark eyes blinked. “It seemed like the right time? That’s it?” “Yeah. I told you before I don’t plan anything. I just let it happen.” A disgruntled snort and shake of his head responded. “Tea.” End
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