Trying to Find the Right Way to Say It [Gundam Wing, Trowa/Quate, PG]

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Title: "Trying to Find the Right Way to Say It"
Author: n_finitefangirl
Rating: PG
Warnings: Boy/boy kissing
Word Count: 259
Summary: Quatre has a confession to make, but is having trouble getting the words out.
Author’s Notes: Yes, I know I could've done better for this one. However, Quatre's nerves became my nerves, and it didn't quite work out as I expected. ^^; Live and learn, I guess...


Quatre stared into his glass of water, its surface reflecting the full moon in the sky. It was only him and Trowa on the balcony, despite the party going on behind them, and for once, no one was bothering to check up on them--not even Dorothy, thank Merciful Allah. They weren’t doing much talking; just enjoying each other’s company.

So, why can’t he just say the words he had wanted to say for the past two years, even when he had such a perfect opportunity?

It had to be the eyes, Quatre finally decided. Trowa’s eyes always made him weak in the knees, as well as get him all tongue-tied. Perhaps, if he didn’t have to look into them, it might help.

Taking a deep breath, he finally spoke, “Trowa?”

“Hmm?”

Quatre could feel those eyes on him. He kept his own eyes closed, though, and continued, “There...there’s something that I wish to tell you…a confession, if you will.”

“And what confession might that be?” Quatre swore he could almost feel him breathe into his hair; he was leaning so close to him...

~Just tell him!~ The blonde’s “Heart of the Universe” demanded.

“I...well, that is...what I mean to say...” After a few more moments of trying to get the words out of his mouth, Quatre finally declared, “Oh, bugger it all!” He grabbed Trowa’s collar, and pulled him down to firmly put their lips together.

There! He thought as he pulled away and opened his eyes. I finally told him. After all, action speaks louder than words...