Turkey Demolition
1x2
Kracken
"You look...." Heero stopped as Duo gave him an angry, sideways, glare.
"What? Go ahead, say it," Duo prompted angrily. "You've already compared me to anti-Betty Crocker, a mad scientist, and a demolitions expert. Why stop now?"
Heero grimaced as he reached out and wiped flour from the end of Duo's nose. His house mate's hair was bound up on his head, in a giant twist of bandana, his apron was filthy with stains, and every available surface of the kitchen was stacked with used bowls, utensils, and food. The chef, teaching how to cook a Thanksgiving meal, on an endless loop of vid reel, was covered with two cookbooks and a pie pan.
"Well?" Duo snarled as he punched a fist into the turkey violently to pack the stuffing. "Are you going to question my good sense in even doing this? Are you going to tell me, again, how we could have just gone out for sushi? Are you going to tell me that you didn't enjoy Quatre's Thanksgiving meal, last year, and that it didn't give you, as you put it, 'a sense of belonging and family'? Are you going to tell me, that all of this is just a big waste of my time?"
Heero's thumb traced along Duo's tight jaw for a moment and then he replied softly, "I was going to ask, why I'm not allowed to help?"
Duo was flat footed, not having expected that answer. He floundered a moment, eyes turned downward to watch Heero's thumb. "I... I wanted it to be... a sort of gift. uh, Heero... you're, uh... touching..."
Heero smiled. "It's not okay?"
"You just never... I mean... we've been house mates for four months," Duo said. "I thought it was just platonic, that's all. I didn't know you... uh..."
"I didn't know that you... uh... either," Heero joked. "Until now. This is a gift that means a lot to me, Duo, because you just showed me that you care that much about me."
Duo swallowed hard and blushed. "I do. I always have. It was just hard to let you know that."
"Now, I do, and I want to help with this gift. May I?" Heero's hand opened and he was cupping Duo's cheek, his deep blue eyes intense.
Duo grinned suddenly, blush deepening. "Sure! Grab an apron and join in the turkey demolition."
Heero pushed him back into the counter, though, and seized a kiss.
"Uh, Heero?" Duo said around their lips.
"Yes?" Heero breathed.
"Can we do this, later," Duo begged, "when I'm not up to my
elbow inside of a turkey?"