by Misanagi
Written for Sintari
It was a cold night. It was raining heavily and now and then they could hear a thunder trembling the sky.
"Earth is too unpredictable," Quatre said, buttoning up his white silk shirt.
"I thought you liked that." Trowa moved towards Quatre, put his fingers over Quatre and undid the top two buttons of Quatre's shirt. He took a step back to get a better look. "Perfect."
Taking out a belt from the closet, Quatre said, "I never said I didn't." He put on the belt over his jeans, letting the pants fall loosely on his hips. "Surprises give life flavor."
Trowa licked his lips. He moved closer to Quatre so he could see both their reflections on the mirror. Trowa's deep green shirt looked good against Quatre's white one. Quatre moved his hands up and pulled Trowa into a long kiss.
"We'll be late," Trowa said, breaking the kiss but not pulling away.
"They can wait." Quatre kissed him again, this time more deeply.
Trowa looped his arms around Quatre's waist and pulled him closer. It was raining anyway, they might as well wait a bit. Everyone would understand, after all, it wasn't as if they controlled the rain…
They just took advantage of it.
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