Author: Zazu
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Sap
Pairings: 1+2+1
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing, nor do I own the characters. I have borrowed them here for some fun and creativity, and this is not for profit. I do, however, own the plot mentioned here and any instances that you may find similar to real life events are purely a coincidence.
Laundry
Duo's favorite chore was doing the laundry. It didn't really matter what he was washing; the laundry was just a favorite chore. He enjoyed sorting through the clothes between his and Heero's and remembering little moments when he or Heero had been wearing certain items of clothing.
Or worn the other's clothing.
He particularly enjoyed the memories of taking clothes off of Heero.
When he put the items into the wash and turned the machine on, he didn't need to turn on any music. The sounds of the laundry in the wash were symbolic of normal daily life. He liked to listen to those sounds as he went about doing other chores. He made sure he wasn't vacuuming when he was doing the laundry; that defeated the point of being able to listen to the machine run. Then when it was time, he'd stick the laundry into the dryer.
He hated the part where he had to take some of the clothes out after twenty minutes; he didn't particularly like the feel of the wet clothes or the task of hanging them up to dry. But it had to be done to avoid the shrinking of some of the clothing and the sounds of the spinning clothes remaining in the dryer made up for it.
Then came his absolute favorite part. Duo always washed his hands before taking everything out. The clothes were always soft and warm in his hands. He would dump it all onto the bed he shared with Heero and begin the task of folding the clothes. He always changed into a fresh shirt right away, usually one of Heero's, as soon as he picked one up. The warmth from the dryer, the smell of the detergent and fabric softener and the softness of the clothes always made him pleasantly sleepy.
Once in a while, of course, it was necessary to wash the blankets. That was the top of Duo's list of chores; above the normal laundry days. He'd fidget for a long while since it always took longer for the blankets to dry thoroughly. Then he wasted no time dropping the blanket onto the shared bed and shaking it out quickly to straighten it over the bed.
Then, of course, he'd snuggle in and curl up in the warmth. Heero knew that Duo enjoyed the end result of washing the blankets and understood why his lover always completed the chore right before bedtime.
Today was no exception. Heero snuggled in behind Duo as the American stretched out, then curled up.
"Mm," Duo hummed. "This is the best part."
Heero spooned up behind Duo, fisting the braid in his hand as he nuzzled Duo's neck and the blanket. The smell of softener and detergent was strong on his senses; it was one smell he identified as Duo. Heero sighed, content as Duo's hand covered his over the end of the braid.
"It's only the best part if you're here under the blankets with me, Duo," he said sincerely as Duo stretched out again and turned to face his lover. Duo smiled and Heero kissed the smile gently before throwing a leg over Duo to press close. "Go to sleep, love."
"It's only the best part if you're here, too," Duo murmured as he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep. Heero nuzzled Duo lightly again before cuddling his lover and joining him in pleasant dreams.
OWARI
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