Author: Sami-pi

Pairing: established 1x2x1 and 3x4x3

Rating: PG

Warnings: a little fanon-y quatre...

Timeline: post EW, Quatre's CEO of WEI, Heero, Duo, Trowa, and Wufei are all Preventers, and they're all around 30ish.

Disclaimer: Gundam Wing, its characters and its trappings, belong to Bandai, Sotsu, and... I was sure there was someone else in there... sorry! ^^;;; Anyway, this fic is not for profit, just for fun.

12:18

"Trowa!" Duo called out from where he was ensconced on the sofa. "So good of you to come visit your poor, invalid of a partner! I'm bored out of my--oh, you brought Quatre!"

All but shoving his boyfriend out of his way, Quatre launched himself into the Maxwell-Yuy living room and into Duo's open arms.

"I'm so sorry. This is all my fault! Are you okay?" he asked all in a jumble.

Duo laughed and gave his friend a hug.

"It's fine. I'm totally okay," said Duo with a smile.

Quatre heaved a sigh of relief and straightened up off Duo. Suddenly, a rattling sound coming from the kitchen made him freeze.

"Is Heero mad at me?" he whispered, blue eyes comically wide.

"Is that why you brought Trowa?" Duo asked back.

Quatre nodded vigorously and Trowa shuffled over a bit to stand between his boyfriend and the potential Heero-entry-point.

"Duo? Was that Trowa at the door? Ask if he wants to stay for--" Heero broke off mid-sentence as Quatre dove behind one of the large leather recliners.

"Please don't be mad. I didn't know he was going to get on that flight. I wouldn't have let him do it if I had known. I would have flown him back myself. I'm very, very sorry and I know what I did wrong!" Quatre wailed.

Heero trotted over to the recliner and plucked Quatre out from his hiding place by the belt of his trench coat.

"It's not your fault. Don't worry about it. Stay for lunch," he said.

Quatre beamed at Heero.

"I brought lunch! It's homemade soup!"

Duo looked surprised. No one in their merry band, except maybe Wufei, was a soup aficionado and he couldn't remember the last time any of them had ever brought one of the others soup, despite the cliché. Quatre and Trowa, the least culinarily-inclined of the lot, were the last people to bring anyone any kind of "homemade" food, let alone soup.

"Whose home was it made in?" asked Heero, clearly thinking along the same lines as his boyfriend.

"Catherine's! She had it couriered over!"

There was a moment of utter silence.

Then Heero spoke.

"I was wrong. This is entirely your fault. You have everything to worry about. Get out of my house."

OWARI

[1] this is an odd little footnote... but do other cultures (other than Chinese, I mean) have that little phrase/saying about "knowing what I did wrong"? in chinese it's literally "know wrong" and it's what you say to apologize... to show that you're really repentant (and to mitigate punishment). Well, it's what your parents always say to you anyways: "do you know wrong yet?" and you say: "yes, I do know what I did wrong." ^^;;;; (is childhood trauma peeking through? ^O^;;;)

 

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