A/N: Okay, from here on I will be going through and editing some of these. Mostly it's to fix where the site got rid of my page breaks, so I have to go back and insert all that again. Ugh. That and I'll be making some minor grammatical changes, stuff like that. Content will generally be left alone.

Title: His Hat
Author/Artist: EbonyOsmosis
Pairing: 2x5
Fandom: Gundam Wing
Theme: #60 - Horror
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or any of the characters.

Timeline: Post EW, ages about 20

"Duo," Wufei called from the front door, dropping his keys in the black stone bowl where his partner's already rested. He shut the door behind him, closing out the cold chill of night and securing him in the warmth of the apartment. "I'm home," he added, kneeling down to untie his boots and shuffle out of them. He let them rest in the entryway so he wouldn't track rainwater into the house.

"Hey," the braided boy's voice called from the bathroom down the hall, faintly echoing in a way that told Wufei he was in the bathroom. "How was the mission?"

"A waste of time," Wufei snorted, shedding his jacket and hanging it up before heading towards the open door of the bathroom. The light was on and door was open, what in world could he be doing in there? "What, are you preening in the mirror or something? Oh my god! Duo! What did you-! Oh shit, you scared me! What are you doing?"

Confused, Duo stared at him from his position in front of the mirror. A black bucket hat fitted snugly atop his head, where the faint form of the braid lay curled up and hidden within. At first sight it looked like the braid had been lopped off, but closer inspection revealed the hidden hair beneath the hat. "What? I was thinking about what I would look like with short hair."

Face utterly and completely serious, Wufei stepped into the bathroom and took Duo by the shoulders, shaking him with every word to emphasize how deathly important his point was. "Don't you ever. Ever. Cut your hair. Never," he said seriously, glaring hard at the brunette.

"Woah woah, Fei! I was just thinking, not planning! Who said I was gonna cut my hair?" the brunette defended, taking the hands off his shoulders and rubbing them with an amused smirk. "Geez man, you gotta relax, you're on hair trigger!" he said, trying not to snicker at the pun.

Letting out a relieved sigh, Wufei shook his head. "You scared me, is all. While my mind has occasionally breached the subject, I never want to actually see it for real," he mumbled, eyeing the hat with distaste.

"Hah," Duo laughed, removing the hat and letting his braid fall to rest against his back. He moved forward and wrapped his arms around Wufei's neck, and in turn the other boy rested his arms around Duo's waist. "If I ever wanted to cut my hair, the only way I'd be able to do it is to let you keep the whole braid once it's lopped off. It could be like your security blanket," he teased softly, smirking at the Chinese boy.

"Not even then," Wufei said seriously, leaning in to plant a few kisses along Duo's jaw. "I wouldn't be able to see it unbraided, it would always have to be in the braid."

"You'd go through some serious withdrawals," the braided boy pointed out cheekily.

"Very true," Wufei said with a wry smile. "Although," he conceded, picking up the large bucket hat and putting it back onto Duo's head. "You should wear this more often," he admitted with a small smile.

A mischievous smirk on his face, Duo peered up from under the rim of the hat. "And why is that, specifically?"

"Don't tell anyone I said this," the Chinese boy said quietly, eyes trailing back and forth comically before he leaned in and spoke in a conspiring voice. "But it makes you look cute," he whispered dramatically.

"Should I be jealous that this hat made you say the word cute?" Duo accused, pursing his lips in a pout and eyeing the other boy from under his lashes.

"Oh, but rest assured the hat would be nothing without you."


"You corrupted me."

"And did such a lovely job of it, don't you think?"

"Oh, quite."

Duo smiled and pulled Wufei in for a kiss, leading the Chinese boy out of the bathroom and towards the kitchen. The silence was cozy and thoughtful, and Duo idly tossed the hat onto the couch as they passed through to the kitchen.

"...But seriously, I think I'm going to have nightmares now."