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This is just to make it official for those who don't know, but I'm leaving LJ completely. For the rest of this week at least. Tomorrow is the Bar Exam and it runs for three days, so don't expect to see me about at all until Thursday night. Or even until the weekend since I plan on spending Thursday after the Bar drunk and crying. No online time for me at all. *whines* It will be hard, but I know I can do it.

So, because I'm a total h0r like that, I am declaring this to be a spam post. Go ahead. Run wild! Give me fics, give me links, give me pics, just babble to your heart's content and rape my inbox so I have something to see when I finally DO come back to the wonderful world of LJ. I don't even care if you write me a drabble and post it one word at a time. XD;

Though, I've tried to make a spam post before and it failed a bit miserably, so I don't have very high expectations this time around. Feel free to prove me wrong though!

Comfortable

Date: 2006-02-22 07:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mikkeneko.livejournal.com
"Comfortable" by Mikkeneko

Pairings: 1+2

Rating: PG

Disclaimer: Yea, although I walk through the valley of Gundam Wing, I remain untouched by lawsuits, for I own nothing and lay claim to nothing. So mote it be.

Warnings: pointless, fluff

Re: Comfortable

Date: 2006-02-22 07:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mikkeneko.livejournal.com
"I just don't get it," Duo said. He had his head tilted to the side, observing his roommate from an 80° angle as he brushed out his hair.

Heero glanced over his shoulder, from where he was shutting down his computer for the night. "Don't get what?" he said.

His fingers continued to dance over the keyboard, even when he was looking away, and Duo snorted as he flipped the heavy tresses over his shoulder with the ease of long practice. "Show-off," he said, strolling across the room to hover at his roommate's shoulder."

"Hm." Maybe he was, but Heero never would have admitted it. "What do you not get?"

"How you can sleep wearing that shit!" Duo exclaimed, shaking his head at Heero's attire.

Heero glanced down at himself. A loose tanktop and blue jeans. "Easy," he said. "Why should what I'm wearing make any difference while I sleep? I'm not awake to notice it."

"Well, geez. Don't you feel, you know, restricted?" Duo waved his hands in a vaguely explanatory gesture. "I swear, Heero, you wear the same size now as you did during the war, and it's not like you haven't grown in four years. How can you even fit into in such tight clothing?"

Not that he was really going to object to Heero's size selection. The tight material left very little to the imagination. The only thing that would be better, in fact, would be to see him in nothing at all, Duo thought, but didn't say so.

"I don't understand how you can sleep wearing that," Heero remarked in his turn, and Duo looked down at himself. A pair of innocuous soft pants that had started out their life either as sweatpants of pyjama bottoms, and now served as both, and his hair. And that was all.

"What, this? This is what I always wear to bed." He laughed. "Come on, Heero, I couldn't possibly get comfortable wearing all the bulky shit I do during the day. Just the zippers would drive me crazy. Besides, it's soft."

Re: Comfortable

Date: 2006-02-22 07:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mikkeneko.livejournal.com
"I just don't get it," Duo said. He had his head tilted to the side, observing his roommate from an 80° angle as he brushed out his hair.

Heero glanced over his shoulder, from where he was shutting down his computer for the night. "Don't get what?" he said.

His fingers continued to dance over the keyboard, even when he was looking away, and Duo snorted as he flipped the heavy tresses over his shoulder with the ease of long practice. "Show-off," he said, strolling across the room to hover at his roommate's shoulder."

"Hm." Maybe he was, but Heero never would have admitted it. "What do you not get?"

"How you can sleep wearing that shit!" Duo exclaimed, shaking his head at Heero's attire.

Heero glanced down at himself. A loose tanktop and blue jeans. "Easy," he said. "Why should what I'm wearing make any difference while I sleep? I'm not awake to notice it."

"Well, geez. Don't you feel, you know, restricted?" Duo waved his hands in a vaguely explanatory gesture. "I swear, Heero, you wear the same size now as you did during the war, and it's not like you haven't grown in four years. How can you even fit into in such tight clothing?"

Not that he was really going to object to Heero's size selection. The tight material left very little to the imagination. The only thing that would be better, in fact, would be to see him in nothing at all, Duo thought, but didn't say so.

"I don't understand how you can sleep wearing that," Heero remarked in his turn, and Duo looked down at himself. A pair of innocuous soft pants that had started out their life either as sweatpants of pyjama bottoms, and now served as both, and his hair. And that was all.

"What, this? This is what I always wear to bed." He laughed. "Come on, Heero, I couldn't possibly get comfortable wearing all the bulky shit I do during the day. Just the zippers would drive me crazy. Besides, it's soft."

Re: Comfortable

Date: 2006-02-22 07:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mikkeneko.livejournal.com

Heero looked unconvinced. "I couldn't get comfortable sleeping in something like that," he said after a minute.

"Why not? You like tight clothing, Heero my man?" Duo gathered up his hair and twisted it a few times, slipping several bands loosely along the length. Now reaching down to the backs of his thighs, that hair would become impossible to manage if left loose at night, but the braid was too tight to sleep in. "Got a thing for S&M I don't know about?"

He didn't get the expected rise out of Heero; Heero, in fact, looked surprisingly pensive. Almost -- vulnerable. "I can't get comfortable with that feeling of vulnerability," he said quietly.

"Oh." Duo frowned, but didn't push the issue. Instead, he went over to his half of the room and stretched out on the bed. "Well, enjoy your self-imposed bondage," he yawned. "I'm sacking for the night."

He pointedly closed his eyes against the light of the desk lamp still on over the computer. After a minute, he heard Heero close his computer, then get up and move around. Expecting his roommate to turn off the light and go to sleep immediately, he was puzzled by the series of rustling thumps he heard instead. Before long curiosity got the better of him, and he opened one eye to see what was going on.

Heero had just finished pulling his shirt over his head, and was in the process of shucking his jeans. Puzzled, Duo sat up. "Oi, I thought you couldn't sleep naked," he said.

Heero turned and came over to his half of the room, and though he wasn't smiling, he might as well have been. "Who said I was going to sleep?" he asked, and put one knee up on the bed.

Duo thought for a minute, and then grinned, a bright, hentai smile. "Well, how can I argue with that logic?" He chuckled, and reached for Heero.

Heero fell on top of him, and there passed a few minuts of confused squirming which involved Heero, Duo, the sheet, and Duo's hair. It finally resolved with Duo on top, Heero underneath, the hair between them, and the sheet pushed off to the side.

Duo still grinned, and he saw a faint smile lit up Heero's lips as well. "I'll show you vulnerable," he muttered, and lowered himself for a kiss.

It wasn't easy for two nearly full-grown teenagers to fit in to a single twin bed. But they'd had lots of practice.

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