title: know the date
fandom: Gundam Wing
characters/pairings: Heero/Duo
rating: G
warnings: romance-ish
summary: Heero and Duo mull over the card section.
notes: for the fantabulous Clare, for Mother's Day. *snugs*

He picked up one, but the words were all wrong. He moved a bit further down the row. Duo had six cards in his hand, and he was still picking some up.

The thing was, greeting cards were pretty lame.

"Here," Duo shoved four of them in his face. "What do you think of these?"

Heero took the cards, frowning slightly. He gave Duo a look. "A monkey?"

Duo shrugged. "People like monkeys. It's a scientific fact."

Heero wasn't convinced. He looked at the other ones. "This one isn't bad." He handed Duo back the one with the sailboat on it.

Frowning, Duo turned it all around. "Really? But it's not funny..."

"Funny..." Heero moved down to where the funny cards were. He picked up a few, his frown only deepening. He had a perfectly good sense of humor. Duo and these card writers though... He picked a few that he didn't think were too lame, and handed them to Duo.

Carefully looking them over, Duo pulled one out and grinned. "See? Monkeys."

Heero just shook his head.

They went out to dinner. Just a pizza place, nothing fancy, and afterward, Heero let Duo drag him to the batting cages. When they got back to the apartment, Duo called the shower first, and while he was still in the first verse of his song, Heero wrote a quick note in the monkey card, and put it on top of Duo's pillow. He then followed Duo into the shower, and helped him wring the shampoo out of his hair, cajoling Duo into sticking around for the conditioner. Duo slipped out to start drying his hair, and Heero finished his own shower, even though the water was cool. Well. Cold.

When he got out, Duo's monkey card was on the table next to Duo's side of the bed, and there was a card on his pillow. He opened it up while Duo went to get a late night snack, grinning at the little cartoon Duo drew on the inside. He put it on his table, just like Duo had done for his card.

He turned on the tv, and held the sheets up for Duo to slip into bed with him. Duo fed him beef jerky while he flipped through, but there was never anything decent to watch. They ended up with a sci fi movie that was supposed to be suspenseful but was really mostly funny. Duo curled up to his side, wrapping his arms around Heero's waist.

Smiling, Heero patted Duo's wet braid.

After they'd screwed around a bit, and he'd redone Duo's braid, they switched off the lights. Duo kissed the side of his neck.

"I like using today as our birthday. It went well, don't you think?"

"Yeah," Heero whispered back, though why he was whispering...

"What's the date again?"

"...Let me check," Heero said, reaching out for his watch.

Duo laughed, pressing his forehead to the back of Heero's head. "Kinda different, huh, living like this... so we don't even need to know what day of the week it is."

"Yeah," Heero agreed, putting his watch back. They could figure out the date tomorrow.

"Thanks," Duo said softly, and then turned around to sleep.

Heero didn't ask what he was being thanked for; he just waited until Duo's breathing evened out, and then he turned, and put his arm around Duo.