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Flying Tackle at Own Risk
Story Summary: Duo gives WuFei a 'warning label'.
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Rating: PG
Pairings: None
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Other Notes: Written with WarriorNerdBoy.
anonymous asked:
(For the warning label) Flying tackle at own risk.
warrior-nerdboy answered:
Serious risk.
Right? My head still hurts…
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You were warned.
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Yeah, by Heero as I was ALREADY FLYING THROUGH THE AIR! So unfair.
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By common sense from having known me for years. Perfectly just.
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Oh, yeah, like I’m high on the bracket for the particular sense. lots of sarcasm
That is not my fault.
*sticks tongue out at you*
[Grabs it to tug on.]
Dude, aren’t we supposed to at least have dinner before you start with the foreplay?
Pulling on a tongue doesn’t qualify as foreplay.
[But is so blushing anyway.]
*Gives an evil smirk* Pulling on any appendage of mine counts as foreplay for me. *winks*
[Will blush forever.] Does your braid count?
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Yes and no. Heero and Hilde will pull it simply to get my attention after all. My hair would depend on the situation, why do you ask?
Future reference. It does make a good handle.
Hey now, you gotta tail to ya’know. *grabs braid protectively*
*thinks about it for a moment* Wait… handle?
[Just tugs his own band free. Look, no more tail.]
Or leash.
*has to work to keep mouth from falling open* Leash? I think you may be into somethings I was not previously aware of. *raises an eyebrow and reaches out to touch your hair*
Mind out of the gutter. I meant for dragging you to your desk.
[Watches, but holds still.]
*smirks* My mind was in the gutter the moment it registered you’d said ‘handle’. But yes, the pulling me around by it does happen… *touches your hair and frowns* No fair! Your hair is softer than mine!
Really? Genetics, probably. I don’t do anything other than wash it.
[Muuuuch safer topic.]
*rubs your hair between his fingers with one hand while doing the same to the end of his braid with the other a frown still on his face* What do you wash it with?
Soap? Usually just whatever I like the scent of that’s on sale.
*drops all the hair and blinks at you* Soap, just soap? Like, not shampoo and conditioner? *rubs his slightly bristly chin* Maybe that’s what I’m doin’ wrong?
Most of the time. I condition it when I get it trimmed.
Hunh. What kind of scents do you like? /will most likely try using just soap now to see if it helps/ Wait… you let someone trim your hair? Or do you do it yourself?
Vanilla, ginger when I can find a good one.
I go get it done, about once every other month.
Hmmm, yeah, those smells suit you. *nods head*
I can’t bring myself to have a professional do anything with my hair. I barely trust Hilde to brush it. So I end up trimming it myself. *sighs* I guess that could be a part of the problem to huh?
It’s possible. I’m not so sure she would have much experience with long hair either.
*frowns some more* Guess I’ll have to give a professional a try after all.
…so why do you need future reference for if pulling my hair is foreplay or not? Also *screws up his courage and manages not to blush* you’re gorgeous with your hair down.
I’ll give you the number of my usual.
[Aaaand then Duo says that. Cue bright red. Can blush for both of them.]
It’s just how I wore it when I was in school. Nothing special.
…thank you.
Thanks, I’ll see if I can manage my distrust of other people enough to get my hair trimmed. *smiles as Wufei blushes, noting that he doesn’t answer why he needed to know if pulling his hair was a turn on* And you’re welcome. You must have been hounded after in school.
Mostly as a study partner. I left that school when I was thirteen.
I was the only one who knew how to sneak into the library after curfew.
*blinks at you* You used all those sneakin’ skills… to go to the library… *shakes head with a grin* Only you Wufei, only you. And hey, at least you went to school. Only schoolin’ I’ve had so far was pretending to attend during the war and all the training I’ve been given.
Where do you think I got those skills?
Privilege of money, I suppose. Don’t let it go to your head, but you’re more clever than most of my old classmates. They could recite from the lessons, but applying that knowledge to anything practical…
Honestly? I kinda thought you were born with those skills… just like Triton.
Yeah, livin’ on the streets doesn’t do much for higher education. *winks* Une actually made me apply to several schools… but because I’d never been enrolled except during the war and all of that was basically faked… they wouldn’t let me in. She was pretty irritated.
The practical side of life is probably all I’ll ever have.
I can understand why she would be. Une has always cared for merit over documentation.
[Thinks for a moment.]
If you ever feel the need for it, I could tutor you.
*stares for a moment* Do you mean it? *tries not to seem as extremely excited as he is*
Might as well put one of those degrees to work, right?
[Little smile.]
That would be awesome! *glomps you*
Duo!
[Struggles to free himself.]
*lets go with an apologetic look* Sorry, forgot you don’t really care for PDAs. *rubs back of his head* We should set up a schedule, since both of us work a lot an’ all.
[Straightens his clothes, pink.]
It’s fine. We’re both off Wednesdays, aren’t we?
That’s true. Do mornings or afternoons work better for you? Or just that whole day?
Let’s start with afternoons and we’ll see if we need more time from there.
I’ll need to pinpoint the biggest gaps you have first.
*snickers at his inappropriate thoughts* I’m sure it won’t take long to figure that out. And thanks a lot for doing this, I really appreciate it.
[Knows that snicker, gives him a look.]
Don’t thank me yet. I’m not an easy teacher.
*snorts before containing himself* I know you’re not easy Wufei. And I’ll thank you to let me thank you whenever I want. I’m allowed. *sticks tongue out again*
[Snorts and grabs for his tongue again. But there might be a smirk.]
Brat.
*is unaccountably delighted that he was able to make Wufei produce such an adorably caustic sound* You love me. *feels a powerful need to tell Triton he got Wufei to snort at him…*
Your company is tolerable. Most of the time.
[Are they keeping track of that now?]
Oh you know you love me. *sashays away a few steps with a wink and a flip of his braid, turns back to look at Wufei* I’ll see you Wednesday afternoon. Is two okay?
Two is fine. I’ll have the kettle on.