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"Head First"Written By: t-shirt Disclaimer: Gundam Wing and its characters are
copyright to Sunrise, Bandai, Sotsu Agency, and associated parties.
I make no money with this fic. Rating: R Warnings: Fluff, mention of lemon Pairings: 1x2 Summary: Random get together situation "Head First" *knock knock* “Hiiro?” “You’ve got to help me,” the Japanese boy exclaimed pushing past his startled friend. “Listen, Hiiro,” Trowa began. “He’s making me insane!” Hiiro groaned grabbing his hair as he plopped into a chair. “Hiiro…” “Did you see the jeans he wore today?” Hiiro asked slouching in his chair. “Low riders should be illegal on him.” Trowa sighed and shut the door. “They’re hooking us up for an overnighter,” the Japanese boy groaned sitting up in his seat. “I can’t do it,” he stated standing to pace. “If I have to spend one more night with him in a matchbox apartment watching hookers prey on john’s…” “Hiiro.” “And he’ll wear those damn shorts.” “I think I need a beer.” “The silk ones that don’t appear to have a matching top.” “Regular or light?” Trowa asked fishing the beer out of the fridge. “Regular,” Hiiro replied distractedly stopping to catch the can and pausing when he saw two more in Trowa’s hands. His world ground to a slow stop as the taller boy slowly smiled and threw the extra beer in a line that would bypass Hiiro but hit the door behind him dead center. The sound of it slapping into the palm of another human coupled with the maniacal gleam in Trowa’s eyes revealed the identity of the person but before Hiiro could properly freak Trowa was in motion. “Tried to tell you,” he said softly moving quickly to grab his coat and bailing like the coward he was. Hiiro stood motionless for a time until he heard the popping of a tab and subsequent gulping that told him Duo had just drained his beer. His insides had turned to oatmeal but there was no going back after that little tirade so he mustered up his nerve and tried to explain. “Duo…” “You like the shorts?” “I didn’t mean…” Hiiro began turning around but lost the thread when he saw Duo standing there in nothing but a towel. “At least now I know what that color on you means,” Duo chuckled. “Damn it,” Hiiro breathed quickly turning his head. “I’m sorry,” he offered unable to keep his eyes from tracking Duo’s movements as he walked to the couch. “I didn’t mean for you to find out like that.” “Considering how you act it seems you didn’t intend for me to find out at all,” Duo countered slipping smoothly into the couch. Hiiro paused again gaping at the image he presented, his hair still wet and unbound, his skin flushed from hot water and the towel only just barely holding on. “So,” Duo breathed grinned as he slowly let his knees fall apart and asked, “How deep does this little infatuation go?” Hiiro swallowed so hard Duo heard it then replied in an unsteady tone, “Deep.” Duo laughed out loud then doubled up when Hiiro suddenly flared bright red when he realized what he’d said. “Damn it,” Hiiro groaned sitting beside him. “I never meant for you to find out,” he sighed. “Well…at least not like this anyway. But believe me, this changes nothing. I don’t expect anything different from you and… you… can….Duo?” The braided boy smiled cockily as he ran his fingertips slowly up the inside of his thigh and watched Hiiro’s gaze intensify. “I figure dating is a little redundant at this point,” he said leaning forward to speak softly near Hiiro’s mouth as he asked, “Don’t you?” “Are you coming on to me?” Hiiro inquired distantly as his eyes drifted to half mast and a shiver ran the length of his body. “Unless you’d rather I didn’t,” Duo replied suddenly uncertain. “WHOA!” he gasped when he was suddenly snatched into Hiiro’s arms and kissed madly. The next couple of hours were spent in a whirlwind of unbridled emotions, each of them exploring feelings too long held at bay and when the smoke finally cleared there was no longer any doubt in either of their hearts what road lay before them. “We need to change Trowa’s sheets,” Duo chuckled snuggling down into Hiiro’s chest. “What were you doing taking a shower here anyway?” Hiiro finally thought to ask. “We were shooting hoops,” Duo explained. “So I rinsed off.” “I never dreamed you’d been in Trowa’s shower,” Hiiro chuckled. “Glad I was?” Duo grinned. “Damn glad,” Hiiro sighed pulling him close. “Hiiro?” “Hn?” “Are you really ready for all this?” Duo asked feeling the uncertainty of the radical changes in their lives. “I mean, yesterday we were part time partners and now…are you sure you really want to dive off this cliff with me?” Hiiro smiled as he rolled them over and kissed him warmly gently nudging his way between his legs to demonstrate the extent of his readiness as he whispered resolutely in his ear, “Head first.” owari :)
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