Keeping My Hands Busy
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Gundam Wing/AC › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Gundam Wing/AC › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
39
Views:
5,532
Reviews:
44
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
1
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I do not own Gundam Wing/AC, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Justin
It had been three days since everyone left, Trowa hadn’t seen them since and he was sure they were more than likely trying to get something out of the little one. Smiling to himself again Trowa picked up the little remote to push the button for a nurse. The door opened as soon as he located the remote and Trowa smiled at what he thought was going to be a nurse.
“Good to see you looking so well.” The man said as he walked in and sat next to the bed.
“Hello Professor Davis, I’m sorry I haven’t been able to come to class, but as you can see, I’m a little bit tied down.” Trowa said pointing to the needles in his arms. Smiling at his student Mr. Davis just shook his head.
“Call me Justin, how did you get shot anyways?”
“Shooting range accident.” Trowa replied vaguely. He didn’t want to be rude, but he needed the nurse so he pushed the button while he was talking to his teacher. It didn’t take long for one to answer.
“You need help?” She asked shyly as she entered the room.
“Can you see if I can get the needles out so that I can go take a shower?” Nodding quickly she left the two alone again.
“When do you think you’ll be well enough to come back to class? Do you have any idea how hard it is to teach a class without incentive?” Trowa had to mentally smack himself not to tilt his head to the side.
“What incentive is that?” Trowa asked warily.
“Getting to see you every day.” Justin replied as he laid his hand on Trowa’s. Trowa could feel the bile in his throat; his professor was not hitting on him. Thank god the doctor walked in with the nurse just then.
“Alright Mr. Barton, let’s get rid of these needles.” The doctor said, happy to see how much progress he was making.
“I’ll be back tomorrow Trowa, then we can continue.” Mr. Davis said as he left the room. As soon as the needles were pulled from his arm he looked straight at the doctor to be sure he was heard.
“I don’t want that man coming in here anymore.” Nodding in agreement both the nurse and doctor left. The door was almost closed when it was pushed open again.
“They locked me out until I talk to you, so talk.” Quatre said as he closed the door and leaned against it. Hmm, Trowa did want to take a shower.
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Yeah, I know it’s a lot of dialog right now…I promise I’ll get to the action……sooner or later. Review please.
“Good to see you looking so well.” The man said as he walked in and sat next to the bed.
“Hello Professor Davis, I’m sorry I haven’t been able to come to class, but as you can see, I’m a little bit tied down.” Trowa said pointing to the needles in his arms. Smiling at his student Mr. Davis just shook his head.
“Call me Justin, how did you get shot anyways?”
“Shooting range accident.” Trowa replied vaguely. He didn’t want to be rude, but he needed the nurse so he pushed the button while he was talking to his teacher. It didn’t take long for one to answer.
“You need help?” She asked shyly as she entered the room.
“Can you see if I can get the needles out so that I can go take a shower?” Nodding quickly she left the two alone again.
“When do you think you’ll be well enough to come back to class? Do you have any idea how hard it is to teach a class without incentive?” Trowa had to mentally smack himself not to tilt his head to the side.
“What incentive is that?” Trowa asked warily.
“Getting to see you every day.” Justin replied as he laid his hand on Trowa’s. Trowa could feel the bile in his throat; his professor was not hitting on him. Thank god the doctor walked in with the nurse just then.
“Alright Mr. Barton, let’s get rid of these needles.” The doctor said, happy to see how much progress he was making.
“I’ll be back tomorrow Trowa, then we can continue.” Mr. Davis said as he left the room. As soon as the needles were pulled from his arm he looked straight at the doctor to be sure he was heard.
“I don’t want that man coming in here anymore.” Nodding in agreement both the nurse and doctor left. The door was almost closed when it was pushed open again.
“They locked me out until I talk to you, so talk.” Quatre said as he closed the door and leaned against it. Hmm, Trowa did want to take a shower.
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Yeah, I know it’s a lot of dialog right now…I promise I’ll get to the action……sooner or later. Review please.