Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Just One Thing ❯ Chapter 6
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By: deathangel125 
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 08.04.2012 | Pages: 1 | Words: 904 | Visits: 229 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 08.04.2012 | Pages: 1 | Words: 904 | Visits: 229 | Status: Completed
See warnings in first part!!
AN: I had originally planned to leave this as it was in the last part, but felt there were too many loose ends and it kept nagging at me. Hopefully this will sum everything up to everyone’s satisfaction. Thanks for reading - DA
Three months later
Trowa sat at the edge of the pool, watching his long-haired lover complete his morning routine. The pool had been one of the few things Trowa had insisted on having installed when he had bought the cabin, and Quatre had suggested he get the hot tub to go along with it. Both had gotten more use in the last three months than they had since he had moved in. It was only one of the changes that the actor’s appearance had wrought in his life, most of them for the good.
As Duo pulled himself out of the water, he saw Trowa and smiled, “Heero and Solo still in bed?”
“They’re awake, but haven’t made an appearance yet, if that’s what you mean,” noted Trowa, standing and grabbing a towel for the actor. “And no, I am not going to beat on their door to tell them that breakfast is ready. They’ll come out when they’re ready.”
Duo grinned as they returned to the main part of the house, turning serious when they entered their shared room. “Thanks again for letting them both come with us. I didn’t want them to be separated again so soon.”
“I told you before that I don’t mind them being here. The offer is still standing for Hilde to come, as well.” Trowa followed his lover into the bathroom, his eyes lingering on the slender body as swim trunks were shucked off.
“I think she likes having the house to herself for the time being,” the violet-eyed man commented as he stepped into the shower. “Heard from Quatre lately?”
Shaking his head to keep it on the subject rather than lingering on how amazing his lover was, Trowa took a moment to form a coherent response. “He called after you went out for your swim. He says hello, by the way. Wufei’s moving in with him.”
There was a loud thud as Duo dropped the bottle of shampoo, “What?”
Able to see perfectly through the clear glass door of the shower, Trowa attempted to keep his voice level as his blood-pressure sky-rocketed when Duo bent over to retrieve the wayward bottle. “Well, it does make sense. Quatre’s house is bigger and it’s closer to Wufei’s main star since you decided to stay here the majority of the time.” His words trailed off for a moment as a clump of suds slowly made a path down Duo’s back, then one muscular thigh. “Wufei said he was keeping the house in New Orleans for when you’re there, but all in all I’d say he’s happy with the new arrangement.”
His throat went dry as soapy hands began to caress the soap the wet chest. Realizing that Duo had said something, he jerked his eyes from where they had been focused on the rhythmic motion of hand on skin, meeting the amused and aware look in his lover’s eyes. “Huh?”
“I asked if there was any word on Relena.”
After the tapes Heero had made of Relena’s lewd phone calls had been leaked to the media, the actress’s life had become a disaster. No less than a three men had come forward with their own proof of the woman’s relentless, and unwanted, pursuit of them. Less than two days after the media shit storm, Relena Dorlian had disappeared without a word to anyone about where she could be reached, and those that might know weren’t talking. “No word yet from the media, but all of the roles she was up for have been given to other people. I don’t think we’ll be hearing from her anytime soon.”
“And how do you feel about our arrangement here?” Duo asked, sliding a hand down his body as Trowa could only nod, unable to think clearly with the display. With a roll of his eyes, Duo pushed the door open and gave Trowa an unobstructed view of his very naked and aroused body, “Then maybe you can come in here and wash my back for me?”
A thousand reasons flew through Trowa’s mind, all of them telling him that there were several other things that needed to be seen to before the morning passed. With a smile, he realized that none of those things were as important as the man smiling wickedly at him, and climbed into the shower and pulled Duo close. “You are the one thing that I couldn’t live without,” he whispered seriously, his lips already on the actor’s. In answer, he felt the mouth under his curl into a smile. “The only thing I need.”
AN: I had originally planned to leave this as it was in the last part, but felt there were too many loose ends and it kept nagging at me. Hopefully this will sum everything up to everyone’s satisfaction. Thanks for reading - DA
Three months later
Trowa sat at the edge of the pool, watching his long-haired lover complete his morning routine. The pool had been one of the few things Trowa had insisted on having installed when he had bought the cabin, and Quatre had suggested he get the hot tub to go along with it. Both had gotten more use in the last three months than they had since he had moved in. It was only one of the changes that the actor’s appearance had wrought in his life, most of them for the good.
As Duo pulled himself out of the water, he saw Trowa and smiled, “Heero and Solo still in bed?”
“They’re awake, but haven’t made an appearance yet, if that’s what you mean,” noted Trowa, standing and grabbing a towel for the actor. “And no, I am not going to beat on their door to tell them that breakfast is ready. They’ll come out when they’re ready.”
Duo grinned as they returned to the main part of the house, turning serious when they entered their shared room. “Thanks again for letting them both come with us. I didn’t want them to be separated again so soon.”
“I told you before that I don’t mind them being here. The offer is still standing for Hilde to come, as well.” Trowa followed his lover into the bathroom, his eyes lingering on the slender body as swim trunks were shucked off.
“I think she likes having the house to herself for the time being,” the violet-eyed man commented as he stepped into the shower. “Heard from Quatre lately?”
Shaking his head to keep it on the subject rather than lingering on how amazing his lover was, Trowa took a moment to form a coherent response. “He called after you went out for your swim. He says hello, by the way. Wufei’s moving in with him.”
There was a loud thud as Duo dropped the bottle of shampoo, “What?”
Able to see perfectly through the clear glass door of the shower, Trowa attempted to keep his voice level as his blood-pressure sky-rocketed when Duo bent over to retrieve the wayward bottle. “Well, it does make sense. Quatre’s house is bigger and it’s closer to Wufei’s main star since you decided to stay here the majority of the time.” His words trailed off for a moment as a clump of suds slowly made a path down Duo’s back, then one muscular thigh. “Wufei said he was keeping the house in New Orleans for when you’re there, but all in all I’d say he’s happy with the new arrangement.”
His throat went dry as soapy hands began to caress the soap the wet chest. Realizing that Duo had said something, he jerked his eyes from where they had been focused on the rhythmic motion of hand on skin, meeting the amused and aware look in his lover’s eyes. “Huh?”
“I asked if there was any word on Relena.”
After the tapes Heero had made of Relena’s lewd phone calls had been leaked to the media, the actress’s life had become a disaster. No less than a three men had come forward with their own proof of the woman’s relentless, and unwanted, pursuit of them. Less than two days after the media shit storm, Relena Dorlian had disappeared without a word to anyone about where she could be reached, and those that might know weren’t talking. “No word yet from the media, but all of the roles she was up for have been given to other people. I don’t think we’ll be hearing from her anytime soon.”
“And how do you feel about our arrangement here?” Duo asked, sliding a hand down his body as Trowa could only nod, unable to think clearly with the display. With a roll of his eyes, Duo pushed the door open and gave Trowa an unobstructed view of his very naked and aroused body, “Then maybe you can come in here and wash my back for me?”
A thousand reasons flew through Trowa’s mind, all of them telling him that there were several other things that needed to be seen to before the morning passed. With a smile, he realized that none of those things were as important as the man smiling wickedly at him, and climbed into the shower and pulled Duo close. “You are the one thing that I couldn’t live without,” he whispered seriously, his lips already on the actor’s. In answer, he felt the mouth under his curl into a smile. “The only thing I need.”