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Jun. 26th, 2002 12:41 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
windandwater[Scene: GW Common Room]
[Because of the hour, we are witness to a host of the Boyz nocturnal activities. Heero is on his laptop, which he has managed to jack into the Castle Anthrax systems, and is busily hacking away at something. Duo is raiding the kitchen, coming up with some cookies and chips; there is an apple in his mouth (held there to free up his hands). Quatre is cuddled against Wufei on the couch; they're sharing a bowl of popcorn and watching a B-movie on TV.]
[The door swings open and Trowa steps into the room. He's wearing his series uniform of turtleneck and jeans, but as he steps farther into the room, he shifts modes into a more comfortable pair of gray sweatpants and a navy tank top. It is obvious (to the Boyz anyway) that a great weight has been lifted from Trowa's shoulders. He is actually smiling slightly and his eyes are glowing.]
Quatre: [poking his head above the couch] Evening, Trowa. You're back late.
Trowa: [leaning against a wall] Finished my fic.
Duo: [he deposits his snack on the coffee table and slides near Trowa, bitten apple in hand] Amen for that one. It was starting to suck having you all moping and brooding and angsting all over the place.
Trowa: [he reaches out and grabs Duo's hand -- the one with the apple in it. Duo is startled and looks up to see a mischievious look in Trowa's eyes] Want to see just well I can... *suck*?
[With Duo's hand still around the apple, Trowa raises the fruit to his lips and takes a bite. The apple makes a crunching, sucking sound as Trowa removes his mouth and licks his lips. He's still staring into Duo's eyes]
Trowa: Tasty.
Duo: [smirks] It's nice to have you back, Tro-babe.
[Trowa doesn't answer, but hauls Duo up against him. They share a passionate kiss.]
Trowa: [breaks off] It's good to be me.
[Because of the hour, we are witness to a host of the Boyz nocturnal activities. Heero is on his laptop, which he has managed to jack into the Castle Anthrax systems, and is busily hacking away at something. Duo is raiding the kitchen, coming up with some cookies and chips; there is an apple in his mouth (held there to free up his hands). Quatre is cuddled against Wufei on the couch; they're sharing a bowl of popcorn and watching a B-movie on TV.]
[The door swings open and Trowa steps into the room. He's wearing his series uniform of turtleneck and jeans, but as he steps farther into the room, he shifts modes into a more comfortable pair of gray sweatpants and a navy tank top. It is obvious (to the Boyz anyway) that a great weight has been lifted from Trowa's shoulders. He is actually smiling slightly and his eyes are glowing.]
Quatre: [poking his head above the couch] Evening, Trowa. You're back late.
Trowa: [leaning against a wall] Finished my fic.
Duo: [he deposits his snack on the coffee table and slides near Trowa, bitten apple in hand] Amen for that one. It was starting to suck having you all moping and brooding and angsting all over the place.
Trowa: [he reaches out and grabs Duo's hand -- the one with the apple in it. Duo is startled and looks up to see a mischievious look in Trowa's eyes] Want to see just well I can... *suck*?
[With Duo's hand still around the apple, Trowa raises the fruit to his lips and takes a bite. The apple makes a crunching, sucking sound as Trowa removes his mouth and licks his lips. He's still staring into Duo's eyes]
Trowa: Tasty.
Duo: [smirks] It's nice to have you back, Tro-babe.
[Trowa doesn't answer, but hauls Duo up against him. They share a passionate kiss.]
Trowa: [breaks off] It's good to be me.
