Game Night

I don’t own Treize and Wufei, though I sorely wish I did.

Game Night
by Michalyn
Warnings: 13+5, mentions of 1+2, sap, fluff
Notes: For 30_kisses #9, dash and #16, invincible/unrivaled.

Mmm, something smells delicious,” Treize purred as he walked into the kitchen.

Wufei nodded. “Thanks, I’m making chili burgers tonight.”

“Oh?” Treize asked, surprised. “What inspired that choice?” Because of his martial arts training, Wufei was always very careful to eat well-balanced meals. He usually preferred traditional Chinese food and when not eating his favorites he leaned more towards fine dining than fast food. It didn’t hurt of course that he was an excellent cook. Treize was sure he’d eaten more equisite food since they were married than he had in all his previous years combined. Still, even his cultured husband couldn’t resist the lure of junk food. Wufei went through chocolates and peach cobbler ice cream faster than anyone he knew and pizza was one of his favorite comfort foods.

“Tonight’s game night, remember? Duo will be here at about eight to give me another lesson,” Wufei replied as Treize peered over his shoulder to look at the spicy mixture of ground beef, onions and chili beans he was stirring.

“Ah, the fine art of American football as taught by Duo Maxwell.” Treize grinned. Wufei had convinced his best friend to take brush painting classes with him and in return, Duo’s price had been that Wufei learn about the game which traced its roots back to pre-colony United States. All of these lessons were supposed to culminate in a single pivotal event Duo excitedly referred to as the Super Bowl. Treize didn’t have the faintest idea what he was talking about, but he was quite amused by the whole thing. He only wished he was home more nights to see it. Unfortunately, football night was the one night of the week Treize had to meet his editor so he was usually back long after the game ended. Watching Wufei prepare though, was almost as much fun as being there himself. Duo had insisted that Wufei wear the jersey of the team they were cheering and Treize thought Wufei looked adorable in the uncharacteristic outfit.

Tonight, however, Treize was in luck. He had submitted the final draft of his manuscript and now all that remained was for him to await his editor’s comments. He had to admit he was looking forward to his first game night with Duo and Wufei. He was sure it would be an unforgettable experience.

“So how many lessons does that make anyway?” Treize asked, trailing Wufei about the kitchen.

“Hmm … three including today, I think.” Wufei held up a spoonful of chili for Treize to taste. “Good?”

“Delicious. Maybe a dash more chili powder?”

“Okay.”

“Is there anything special I should do for this enlightening event?”

Wufei laughed. “No, just sit back and enjoy. Believe me, between the game and Duo, we’ll have all the entertainment we need. There’s required after-game analysis too you know.”

“I see,” Treize mused. “Sounds like a lot of fun though I admit I’m surprised you’re enjoying it so much.”

Wufei shrugged. “It’s not too bad … plus I know how much Duo hates eating alone when Yuy is on a long assignment.”

Now that Wufei mentioned it, Treize realized that Wufei’s brush painting lessons and game night conveniently spanned the six weeks Heero would be on a classified Preventers mission somewhere in the L10 cluster. Treize couldn’t help grinning. He pulled Wufei close.

“You old softie,” he teased, gently kissing his husband’s forehead. “So that’s what this is all about. Not that I’m surprised. I know firsthand about your heart of gold.”

“Stop talking nonsense,” Wufei grumbled, trying to swat Treize away.

Treize laughed at Wufei’s grumpy expression. He never did know what to do with compliments. “All right, sweetheart I won’t say another word in that regard. But tell me just one thing. You can be honest. Does at least a tiny part of why you’re enjoying this so much have to do with watching all those sweaty muscular bodies in nothing but spandex?”

Bright color flared in Wufei’s cheeks. “Of course not!” he spluttered.

“Completely about the sport then huh?” Treize feigned disappointment. He was just about to suggest some after-game festivities of their own when the doorbell rang.

“That must be Duo,” Wufei said, turning back to the meal. “Can you get it?”

“Sure.” Treize ambled to the door and greeted Duo who was wearing a navy blue and white football jersery with a stallion emblazoned in silver across the front . He was also carrying a shopping bag and a six-pack of beer. “Duo, come in.”

Duo smiled. “Thanks for having me. Will you be watching the game with us?”

“Yes. I’m not having my usual meeting so I thought I’d join you two, learn a little bit more about the sport that’s taken Wufei’s fancy. I hope that’s all right.” It occurred to Treize that he had inserted himself into the evening and he didn’t want to impose.

“Great! Football isn’t football without a nice group to get rowdy with,” Duo reassurred him. He showed Treize the beer. “Now where can I put these babies?”

“Ah, let me get you some ice for that.” Treize nodded, leading the brunet to the kitchen. “Wufei is preparing dinner.”

“Mmm … smells like chili burgers,” Duo rumbled appreciatively. “Hey Wu-man! Ready for a rocking game?”

“Duo! I’m almost done here…” Wufei turned off the stove and wiped his hands on a towel. He frowned as he spotted his friend’s football jersey. “L6 Stallions? What happened to the Comets? I thought they were invincible, unrivaled even,” he demanded, pointing to his own shirt.

“They suck. We’re switching teams.”

“But….”

“No to worry, Fei, I’ve got you covered.” Duo whipped out a matching football jersey from the shopping bag he was carrying.

Treize chuckled. He couldn’t help being amused by the boys’ antics. “Sweetheart, why don’t you get changed. I’ll finish up here with the burgers,” he offered.

“All right.”

Treize watched as the two men disappeared around the corner with Duo explaining why the Stallions were a worthier team than the Comets. Treize grabbed some plates and began doling out the chili onto the hamburger buns. To finish up, he added some nachos and cheese dip then he was ready to join the boys for the game. Duo had already brought in the beers so he didn’t have to worry about coming back for the drinks.

When Treize walked into the living room, Wufei was showing his support for the Stallions with his new jersey and Duo was leaning excitedly towards the television. Treize set the food on the coffee table and grabbing a plate of his own he took a seat next to Wufei on the couch. “Here you go. I hope I didn’t miss anything exciting.”

“Nope, perfect timing. The Stallions are about to make a play,” Duo told him, his eyes glued to the screen.

“Ah, I see.” Treize watched as one of the players suddenly broke away from the throng and dashed towards the end zone. He was only a few feet away when he was tackled and dragged under a pile of struggling players.

“Woo hoo!” Duo shot to his feet and cheered wildly.

Treize frowned, puzzled. He coughed. “Ah … I’m a complete novice at this but wasn’t he from your team?”

“Who cares? ” Duo crowed. Next to him, Wufei fidgeted and Treize could see a blush slowly working its way up his husband’s cheeks. “Nobody actually pays attention to the rules. Wufei and I only watch it to ogle the sweaty writhing bodies anyway.”

End