Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Flight of the Dragon ❯ Will you join us Wufei? ( Chapter 10 )

Chapter 10

 

(hint of lemon0

 

 

Will you join us Wufei?

 

 

Wufei remained silent as the landlord went on and on about how great the current scandal was doing for his apartment complex. He stood before his friends' old apartment door as the landlord rambled on about how the other tenants were quick to sign onto another year lease once they learned the Agents responsible for the overthrow of the corrupt Preventer Agents lived here.

 

“Of course you didn't inform them that these two Agents wouldn't be coming back.” The landlord smirked and shrugged his shoulders.

 

“Well by the time I knew for certain, most of my tenants already signed new leases. How was I to know that they wouldn't be coming back?”

 

Wufei reached up and tapped the security lock placed on the door to prevent anyone but the landlord access to the apartment. The landlord flushed before jamming the key in the lock, opening it and allowing Wufei to use Malcom's key to get in. As Wufei stepped through the landlord made to follow. “Of course if they are not taking their furniture with them, I'll keep it in the apartment and add it to a new lease for this place.” Wufei turned on his heel and successfully herded the man back out into the hall.

 

“I shall keep that in mind.” He stepped back and slammed the door in the shocked man's face. He stood still for a moment as he listened to the muttering man disappearing down the hall. He gave silent thanks that he had never had to put up with a landlord. He would never have gotten the place as he was only now learning how to keep his mouth shut. Shrugging his jacket off, he wandered around the apartment. He had a list of everything Malcom and Kyle wanted as well as suggestions of what to do with the furniture and items they didn't want. A quick call to the U-Haul company down the street brought forth enough boxes and tape to pack everything that was going back with him up.

 

Wufei spent the rest of the day packing clothes, pictures and personal trinkets. Another call to the U-Haul delivered more boxes. He had yet to figure out why two adult males could possibly own as many clothes as these two did. Or shoes for that matter. Later that night he ordered takeout and planted himself before their wide screen TV watching action vids. Finally around midnight he made his way to the bedroom and fell asleep peacefully.

 

He awoke the next morning more rested then he had for a long while. After a nice long breakfast, he settled on the balcony sipping his coffee and enjoying the view of the city. Afterwards he jumped into the shower, spending an insane amount of time just standing there letting the hot water cascade down his back.

 

*Bang Bang Bang*

 

Wufei jerked up at the sudden noise, nearly losing his footing and landing flat on his ass. Swearing he turned the shower off and reached for a towel.

 

*Bang Bang Bang*

 

With a growl, he yanked his pants on, not bothering to snap them closed and wrapped the towel around his shoulders before stomping out of the room. Muttering obscenities under his breath he yanked the front door open and his words died in his throat. Quatre and Trowa stood on the other side gawking at him. They watched bewitched as drops of water ran down his beautiful sculpted body, circled his erect nipples and disappeared under his pants which were undone. No you don't understand, they were UNDONE. Quatre clenched his fist before they went after the water. He licked his lips at the sight of the sparse trail of hair leading from his bellybutton down to his… oh god! He shuddered, did he mention those pants were undone and it looked like they were ready to fall off his hips.

 

“Can we come in?” he squeaked. Wufei sighed and stepped back. Quatre nudged Trowa and they both stepped forward. Thankfully they were both slim enough to fit through the door without to much problems. Otherwise they both would have looked like idiots, which went without saying that it wasn't a look they were going for. Wufei led them into the living room before disappearing down the hall. Trowa almost groaned in disappointment when Wufei reappeared with a buttoned up shirt and … buttoned pants.

 

“He sat down in an armchair across from them and got right to the point. “What do you want?”

 

“To apologize.” Trowa said, his visible eye begging Wufei to believe him.

 

“Hell you did that back home, so if that's all you wanted to say…” he moved to get up.

 

“No!” Wufei fell back into his seat at the shout. Quatre leaped forward and knelt between Wufei's spread legs. “Wufei please,” he cried grabbing tightly to Wufei's knee's. “Let us explain. We have wanted to tell you for years, please!”

 

Wufei shifted backwards, knocking Quatre's hands down. He ignored the disappointed face and strengthened his walls. He glanced back over at Trowa and was surprised to see that he had moved in the short time he had been looking at Quatre. “What are you talking about?” Arms wrapped defensively around his waist, he huddled into himself, determined not to allow them to hurt him again.

 

“We've been trying to find a way to tell you since before the war. I know we haven't done a very good job but we were afraid you would take off on us.” Quatre fiddled with his shirt tails nervously, this wasn't exactly coming out the way he wanted.

 

“Quatre if you wanted me gone, inviting me into your house wasn't the best way to do it.”

 

“No that's the exact opposite thing we want!”

 

“Then why the hell did you invite me in if you didn't want me there?” Trowa flinched at the pain in Wufei's voice.

 

“No Wufei, what he means is we never wanted you gone.”

 

Wufei's mouth dropped, “what?”

 

Quatre took the dive. “We wanted you to join us. We wanted to go to bed with you every night and wake up with you every morning.”

 

Wufei glared, “Bullshit.”

 

“We were afraid that if we pushed to fast you'd leave us.”

 

“Any slower Quatre and I would have died of old age before you reached first base.”

 

“We can do first base.” Whatever Wufei had to say to that was swallowed up by Quatre's kiss as he leaped forward and sealed his lips with his. Stunned at the sudden turn of events, Wufei made no move to shove Quatre away, instead simply enjoyed the taste of him. Minutes later a red-faced Quatre pulled away, looking at Wufei for any hint of a reaction.

 

“We love you Wufei. Truly, madly, completely. We will never be complete without you.” He looked down to find his hands shaking and clasped them together. “If ah, if you want um…someone else, we'll… we'll step back. But just know that we'll fight for you.” He finished in a rush.

 

Trowa come over and clasped Wufei under the chin and tilted his head up to meet his eyes. “Now that we know we're going too slow dragon, we can speed up our seduction.” He knelt down and seized his lips swallowing any reply he had.

 

“Well,” Wufei said once his mouth was free again. “I suppose I can let you convince me.” Quatre smiled, happiness practically spilling off his face. “As long as you don't take to long.”

 

“Oh don't worry dragon,” Trowa said as Quatre began tearing Wufei's pants apart, “we're going to blow your mind.”

 

“I'll blow something alright.” Quatre replied diving down to Wufei's lap.

 

Wufei's head shot back, “Quatre!”

 

 

TBC…

 

 

Author's Note: UnBeta StoryBEWARE lol

 

 

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