Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Washing the Laundry ❯ Washing the Laundry ( Chapter 1 )

He stands there

Like the soldier he is

Sorting out the clothes

I've bought for him

His shoulders

Perfectly aligned

While his hands

Dance with

Quick efficiency

Moving shirts

Reds there

Whites here

Darks in another pile

Eyes darting

Back and forth

Confirming the colors

Then into the washer

They tumble down

And a waterfall

Cascades down

Drenching them

Completely

His long fingers

Curl around

A nearby box and

He measures the soap

With care

Then lets the

Periwinkle crystals

Jump in

And do their business

He closes the lid

And comes to sit by

Me

Surrounded by

Half-used detergent boxes

And empty laundry baskets

Flashing me a

Rare smile

I take his hand

The rest of the room

With its whirring washers

And chatty strangers

Fades into nothing

As we wait for

The clothes

To clean