haraamis | First drabble

Misplacement

Request: 5x4, in Switzerland.
Line: You did put what, where?
Words: 490

"You did put what, where?"

The look on Wufei's face was beyond incredulous as he stared over his open suitcase at Quatre who was standing on the other side of the hotel bed. Behind him, the large window opened the view into a world of glittering snow, sharp mountain peaks rising up into the soft blue winter sky, towering over gentle hills with deep ski traces carved into the once flawless white blanket.

The blond winced, red creeping up his neck and cheeks, and he looked guiltily down at the thing that he had just taken out of his own suitcase.

"It was an accident..." he started to explain, but Wufei cut him off, disbelief obvious in his voice.

"You knew the cap was leaking..."

The blush on Quatre's face deepened, and he threw a defensive glare at the Chinese man, growling low in his throat in frustration.

"I really didn't mean to; you know in what a hurry we were to get out of there. I remembered it last minute and just threw it in there. I just didn't...think."

Wufei snorted, a teasing smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Obviously not, Mr. Perfect-Strategist. I assume you left your brain on L4 along with all the paperwork."

Quatre's eyes narrowed dangerously as he shot his partner a dark look. "Yeah, yeah, you're one to talk. /You/ never make a mistake, do you?"

Raising an eyebrow and sticking his nose high up in the air, Wufei glanced down at the blond arrogantly. "Me? Never."

Quatre gaped, then let out another growl, grabbed the pillow next to him and threw it full force in Wufei's face. It connected with a dull thud, hiding the surprised look on the Chinese man's features. However, it took Wufei only seconds to retaliate, the abused pillow smashing into Quatre's chest, followed by its twin hitting him straight in the face, just like the other one had gotten Wufei before.

With a yelp, Quatre clutched both pillows, jumped on the bed and launched himself at the other man, toppling them both over onto the floor, where he proceeded to beat Wufei with the pillows. Too soon the Chinese man got hold of one of them and immediately started to fight back.

The two men rolled over the hotel room floor in a tangle of limbs, hair, and pillows, suitcases abandoned and forgotten.

A while later, they landed in a panting heap, Quatre straddling Wufei's hips and leaning down, their faces only inches apart. They stared at each other, motionless, breath mingling. Suddenly, Wufei's lips twitched and his body began to shake with silent laughter.

For a moment, Quatre just stared in silence at the man underneath him, then he, as well, broke into laughter and buried his face in the crook of Wufei's neck. His voice was muffled as he groaned.

"I can't believe I put a leaking tube of strawberry flavored lube in between my underwear."

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for those who have paid attention and have realized that the line isn't QUITE the originally requested one.... let's just say I'm an idiot and Anne was so sweet to let it pass. ^_^"