#i imagine quat and heero are off finding something for relena

[acrochetedgundam]

fluffbruary day 17 prompt: plush

summary: trowa, duo, and wufei discuss gifts for their loved ones

(swearing, alcohol references)

“What the fuck am I supposed to do with this?” Wufei asks, gesturing toward the overly cutesy plush bear, adorned with a garish heart on the stomach.

Duo stares at him like he’s grown a third head before he takes a long swig of his drink. “Give it to Sally?”

Wufei arches an eyebrow at him. “In what universe do you think Sally would…appreciate something like this?”

Duo shrugs. “Hey, you asked me for help. Hilde loves shit like this.”

“It pains me to have to point out to you that Hilde and Sally are both in very different categories of women,” Wufei grumbles. “Though…I suppose you did do what I asked.”

“Damn right I did, you ungrateful bastard,” Duo says, tipping his head back as he finishes his beer.

“Would you get something like that for Winner?” Wufei asks, turning to Trowa, who thus far had avoided being drug into their debate on ‘appropriate gifts for the object of your affections for the holidays’.

“Of course not,” he answers easily, ignoring Duo’s glare. “He’s not a five-year-old girl.”

“I hate you assholes,” Duo whines, and Trowa grins. “What did you get him, anyway?” the braided man asks.

“Those sweatpants you showed me.”

“Hold on,” Wufei interjects. “You got him sweatpants?”

“No, you don’t understand, man,” Duo interjects. “They’re sherpa lined sweatpants. Literally the coziest thing I’ve ever put on my body. Quat’s gonna love them.” Trowa nods in agreement.

“Your grand romantic holiday gesture is sweatpants?”

“Well, the gesture part I expect will probably involve more sex, maybe some candles- “

“Fuck you, Barton.”

“No, thank you. But the gift is sweatpants; yes.”

Wufei glares at him, then glares at the bear Duo had offered as a gift. “Sweatpants.”

Trowa shrugs. “Quat hates being cold.” He casts a meaningful glance at Duo. “He still wants revenge, by the way.”

Duo waves a hand dismissively. “Hey, it was his first snow. How was he going to know if he didn’t like it or not if he didn’t actually go out in it?”

“There were probably more…tactful methods that didn’t involve throwing him half-naked into a snowbank.”

Duo grins. “More tactful, less fun.”

“Fucking sweatpants?”

“Jesus, ‘Fei are you stroking out over there?” Duo asks, waving a hand in front of his face. “Hilde likes cuddly things, so she gets a bear. Quat likes being warm, so he gets sweatpants. You just gotta…think about something Sally really enjoys and go from there.” He huffs out a sigh. “This is only weird because you’re making it weird.”

A smirk pulls at Wufei’s lips as an idea forms. He reaches for the offered bear. “Sally does like target practice.”