Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered
(And You Hear Me Call drabble)
Author: Miyabi
Rating: PG
Warnings: WAFF, possble language, unbeta'd.
Pairing: 1=2
Gundam Wing copyright Bandai, Sunrise and Sotsu Agency.

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Duo shook his head as he stepped into the apartment. It was nice outside—jacket weather at best, if anything—and yet Heero still had his old scarf draped around his neck as he sat on the couch reading.

"It can't be that cold in here," Duo said wryly, going over to Heero. He bent down, taking one end of the scarf and rubbing it between his thumb and index finger. God knows how old it was, and the material still felt rough.

Heero shrugged, and Duo felt him reach up to slide his fingers underneath his hair to caress his nape in short side-to-side strokes. Turning to face Duo, he mouthed, "I like it."

Duo chuckled, leaning in closer to brush his lips against Heero's. "Missed you too," he whispered. "Relena needed me longer than she thought, and I barely managed to catch the next shuttle over."

Heero traced a circle lazily on the back of Duo's neck, stopping to linger on the top bump of his spine. "Glad you're back," he mouthed.

Smiling, Duo reached into the back pocket of his jeans. "Hey, check this out. They were playing real old music during the banquet, and I managed to get the guy in charge to burn me a CD. Wanna listen?"

The answer was an upturned palm; Heero's way of making a noncommittal noise. Duo broke away, straightening up.

"I think you'll like it. It's pre-colony era jazz. Ella Fitzgerald," he said, going to the stereo. "Ever heard of her? She's incredible."

A light squeeze on his elbow. "The First Lady of Song," Heero signed, his hand waving to the opening piano strains of the first track.

"Really?" Duo waved the sign back. "Yeah, you could say so," he said, swaying to Ella's singing. He'd been told it wasn't as clear as digital, since it was way before then, but Duo couldn't have cared less. The music was full, warm and rich as it was.

Heero reached over to place both hands on Duo's shoulders. "I don't think you can dance to this," he mouthed.

Duo put both hands on Heero's waist, pulling him closer. "Oh, well."

As Heero settled against his chest, Duo closed his eyes.

He'd take this over a damn party any day.

Owari