Pulstar | Ken Mizuki

I was digging around one of my old Tumblr accounts and found this cute photo prompt written for me by someone from the past <3

--- “What’s wrong?”

Trowa paused in the middle of dabbing coral-colored blush on his cheeks to regard his companion. Heero was seated on a nearby stack of steamer trunks with a festive, red and white striped box on his lap. He was staring down at its contents, expression perplexed. “Nothing’s wrong,” Heero finally replied. “It’s just that I didn’t know Catherine could knit.”

“I think she crochets,” Trowa corrected him casually as he set his makeup brushes aside. He glanced up at a brass, antique pocket watch that hung at the corner of his dressing table vanity mirror. He still had plenty of time before his act was up in the center ring and he was curious about what Cathy had made his new boyfriend for Christmas. He padded across his dressing tent and grabbed the box to examine its contents.

Inside was a neatly folded pile of pastel pink cotton yarn. He stifled a smile. “Well that’s unexpected.”

“… how did she know my favorite color,” Heero deadpanned sarcastically as he pulled the creation out of the box. As it came free it took the form of a lumpy sweater. “Just what I needed.”

“Try it on,” Trowa urged him with a grin.

“It’s 80 degrees, Trowa…”

“Just put it on. You should walk outside and let her see you in it. It would make her happy…” Trowa knew that Heero was a sucker when it came to pleasing Catherine, who doted on him as if he were her second brother. The former Wing pilot deflated in defeat.

“Fine,” Heero muttered. He turned the sweater over in his hands and then tugged it over his head. It was proportionate but enormous, with the torso and arms comically long, giving Heero the appearance of a young boy trying on his mother’s clothes. Trowa laughed.

Heero was staring down at it, stunned into silence.

“She’s used to making things for me,” Trowa pointed out as he grabbed Heero by the front of the sweater and made him stand up. “I don’t think she took your… smaller stature into consideration.”

“Clearly,” replied Heero as he attempted to roll up one of the sleeves. “Maybe you should wear it instead.”