Duo woke up the next morning with a vague but urgent sense of anticipation--the way he'd felt as a kid, when (by some miraculous transaction known only to Sister Helen) there were going to be doughnuts for breakfast. The way he'd felt as a teenager, before the battles began, waking up to a whole exhilarating day of pushing Deathscythe to its limits. Something good was going to happen today--was already happening, and he'd be immersed in the joy of it as soon as he awakened enough to remember what the heck it was....
It hit him like an electric shock, a warm tingling rush that moved over him in a solid wave--Heero was here. Right in the next room.
Post-War, Heero goes looking for Duo. He finds him on L2, trying to make the colony habitable for the people who live there. Heero knows what he wants - Duo - but now he's got to figure out a way to convince Duo that he's serious.
My notes: Fluffy and sweet, I save this fic for rainy days.