A drabble sized sequel-ish bit to an earlier drabble...
Never Again Part 2
The note sat on his nightstand for the rest of the day. Duo tried not to look at it, tried not to think about it. Maybe he'd been upset with Quatre this morning when he'd declined going out with him, he hadn't been serious about calling Heero...
Had he?
He did all of his usual Saturday things. Took a shower, shaved. Examined his neck for the sore spot of the morning and didn't find anything. Wondered if he'd imagined it. Read the news, made coffee, went for a walk, did the laundry.
The sheets smelled like Heero's aftershave, musky and sinful...
It was silly, he told himself. He wasn't going to do this sort of thing anymore. He wasn't going to open himself up for that sort of hurt again. Sure, Heero was a nice guy and they'd had a good evening, but it wasn't anything more than that.
And yet... that afternoon, he found himself drifting towards the note, picking it up in a hand that shook just a little, rereading it again.
Somehow, he picked up the phone too.
More than likely Heero was still at work. If he really had work today and it hadn't just been an excuse... he shouldn't call now and disturb him...
"Hello?"
"Hello," Duo said cautiously. "It's -"
"Duo! I was just looking at the phone and wondering if you had a listed number. I'm glad you called."
The delight and warmth in Heero's voice was obvious. Duo relaxed a little. "I'm not disturbing your work-"
"No, no," Heero assured him. "I finished. I had a deadline this afternoon- I'm really sorry. I hated leaving like that, but you were sleeping so soundly and it was so early-"
"It's okay. I understand." Heero did sound anxious; as if he had really been worried that Duo would be upset.
"Forgive me?"
"Of course."
"Then- maybe I can convince you to meet me for dinner tonight? To make it up to you?"
Duo's heart sped up a little. "I'd like that."
"There's a steakhouse- with the best rare steak- it's on Tenth-"
"The Cattle Rustler."
"That's the one! Sound okay?"
It was his favorite. "Very okay."
"Great! Can you meet me there? At seven?"
"Seven it is."
"Great! I'll see you then!"
Duo hung up the phone and wondered at himself. What was he doing? He'd sworn all this sort of thing off- talked himself out of it most of the day- and yet now here he was going out to dinner with Heero.
And yet... he was happy. Looking forward to the evening.
Maybe his feeling from this morning was right- maybe he was finally over the bad stuff?
Maybe it was just Heero.
TBC...
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