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Title: Irony
Author: truntelinda (truntelinda@hotmail.com)
Author web page: http://www.livejournal.com/~trunte
Pairing: Viggo Mortensen/Orlando Bloom Orlando Bloom/Kate Bosworth
Warnings: slight angst
Rating: pg-13
Disclaimers: this is fiction, don´t know them, didn´t happen
Feedback: yes please, be brutal
Archive: Beyond the Fellowship, Aniron Slash, Lirimaer, others ask, i´d be flattered
Beta: Angel, my daaaaaaaaarling
Summary: irony is constantly having to go back for more even if you know that it´ll hurt you
Notes: i read this - http://www.kate-bosworth.net/pics/mags/self4.jpg - and suddenly felt this extreme need to write something that had Kate complicating things - thus my writer´s block was killed off
Irony
It´s ridiculous, because Viggo knows that it´s over between them. There isn´t even a them, there never really was. They had their little thing in New Zealand, just a bit of fun between takes, messing around on the breaks and during lunch...and sometimes in the nights when it was too foreign a place to sleep alone.
That´s how it had begun; Orlando knocking on Viggo´s door one night, almost begging for permission to sleep on the hideous, uncomfortable couch that stood in Viggo´s living room.
~~~
"...yeah, it´s not like I´m scared of the dark or anything, I´m really not, I´m not a total goon, but it´s so weird to sleep there, and it´s so quiet and I can´t fall asleep and I need to sleep or I´ll suck in the shoots and Peter´ll have my head and it´s not like I´m scared, you know, really, but it´s really lonely and shit and I´m not used to being alone and I can´t sleep when it´s so quiet and..."
~~~
And Viggo, of course, had offered to share the bed instead. Who wouldn´t share their bed with Orlando?
But that was then and this is now and where they are now leaves no space for anything more than secret glances - hopeful, longing glances from Viggo´s side, mischievous, naughty ones from Orlando´s - and maybe a brush of hands if they happen to stand close.
But then there was last night.
~~~
"...but I thought you were with that blonde girl..."
"I am."
"...but then - oh God - why are we...you can´t be...oh, God yesss..."
"Never mind...about her...now..."
"...I...you shouldn´t...we shouldn´t...we...fuck, Orlando..."
"She´s not here...it´s just you...and me...right now..."
"...yes, but...please, stop just for a second so I...can talk to you...please...Orlando...stop...Orlando!"
"Alright! Fine. If you don´t want..."
"It´s not that, it´s...why are you with me now if you´re really with her? I don´t understand it, I mean...do you love her, why are...?"
"I´m with her, yes. I love Kate..."
~~~
As things were at that moment, hands everywhere and wet kisses between barely breathed out words, Viggo had clung to the hope that Orlando would tell him about feelings that he might have for him, that Orlando would say beautiful words and kiss him with love, but instead Orlando had said her name.
~~~
"...but I´m here...and you´re here...and she´s in Calif..."
~~~
And then Viggo had kissed Orlando for fear of hearing her name again.
So it´s ridiculous to even bother, because it´s over with. In fact, there was never really anything there, nothing to be over with. At least not from Orlando´s point of view - something that Viggo learned the hard way in a soft bed, stroking soft hair with soft morning sun shining on them.
~~~
"So you´re going back to England, eh?"
"Yep."
"Have a place to stay yet?"
"Nope, not yet."
~~~
Never even a hint of interest in Viggo´s life or whereabouts. Never. That should have tipped him off a long time ago.
~~~
"So...what do we do, then...`cause I´m gonna be in the States..."
"What do you mean?"
"Well...I mean...how are we...I mean, I guess you should have my number, right? So you can call me?"
"Uhm...sure...yeah, okay. I can come visit you if I have time, I guess...when I´m there, I mean."
"When you´re...so...what, this is it?"
"What? What´s the...oh...you...? You thought we...that we were, like, together...or...?"
"Oh, no!! No, no...no, not at all, no...I was just...no."
"Phew...well, good! You had me going there for a while, old man...freaked me out a little..."
"Oh, sorry...I didn´t mean to..."
~~~
It was just easier that way. Viggo is sure that it was the best thing to do. He shudders when he thinks about how it could have gone, if he´d actually told Orlando about his feelings and hopes. Things like last night would never have happened if he´d told Orlando. He would have lost him completely if he had blabbed off.
Not that he´s ever had him anyway.
~~~
"Hey, Vig! Here´s someone you have to meet..."
"Hi!"
"This is Kate, my girlfriend."
"Oh, hello. It´s so nice to meet you finally, Orlando´s told me so much about you."
~~~
Kate´s smile is beautiful. Kate is beautiful. Kate is perfect. Kate has Orlando. Kate has his Orlando. They´re holding hands and it is actually physically painful to smile. Then blonde hair flows through the air as Kate´s head turns quickly, spotting a friend on the other side of the room and she makes her excuses a second later, tugging on Orlando´s hand for him to follow.
Orlando smiles at her, but lingers.
~~~
"I´ll be there in a sec, babe...heh, she´s just like a child sometimes."
"I can imagine...so that´s Kate, huh...?"
"Yeah, now you´ve met her. She´s great, yeah?"
"I´m sure she is."
~~~
Viggo is sure she is. He hates her a little bit. He wants to hurt her because she hurts him just by being alive, and then Orlando gives a cheeky smile and winks.
~~~
"I´ll see you back at my place afterwards, right?"
~~~
Viggo nods and looks to the floor even though he promised himself, for the sake of his own sanity, that he wouldn´t do it again. And he goes. After an hour he´s already out the door and walking towards Orlando´s hotel room, ending up sitting outside, waiting, for a very long time. But he tells himself that it was worth it when Orlando shows up in the hallway, pulling him up off the floor and kissing him like both their lives - well, Orlando´s life - depended on it. Barging into the room and clothes falling to the floor, them falling onto the bed, and it is worth it, it is worth it, it is worth it.
~~~
"I´ve been thinking about you all night..."
~~~
Words that should make Viggo happy, but they don´t and he´s busy convincing himself that it is worth it. And right now it is, it has to be, because he never feels like this when he´s with someone else.
Tomorrow, though, when Orlando goes to take a shower and Viggo is left alone in bed, he will know that it wasn´t, because he´s expected to be gone when Orlando´s done. He´ll smell the covers and wonder at what it is that Kate has that makes Orlando love her and why, when he loves her, he can´t keep away from Viggo.
He´ll think that maybe it´s because Kate is so perfect, because she´s beautiful and charming and has a great personality and fantastic eyes, whereas Viggo is rugged and brooding and grey. Maybe it´s because she´s demanding and challenges him. Complicated, whereas Viggo is simple. Simple because he never dared to be complicated with Orlando, never dared to challenge or demand anything of him. When maybe, that´s exactly what he should have done. Too late now, though.
~~~
"Irony."
~~~
Viggo will say it out loud and get dressed and leave. Probably not for the last time.
~ end ~
Author: truntelinda (truntelinda@hotmail.com)
Author web page: http://www.livejournal.com/~trunte
Pairing: Viggo Mortensen/Orlando Bloom Orlando Bloom/Kate Bosworth
Warnings: slight angst
Rating: pg-13
Disclaimers: this is fiction, don´t know them, didn´t happen
Feedback: yes please, be brutal
Archive: Beyond the Fellowship, Aniron Slash, Lirimaer, others ask, i´d be flattered
Beta: Angel, my daaaaaaaaarling
Summary: irony is constantly having to go back for more even if you know that it´ll hurt you
Notes: i read this - http://www.kate-bosworth.net/pics/mags/self4.jpg - and suddenly felt this extreme need to write something that had Kate complicating things - thus my writer´s block was killed off
Irony
It´s ridiculous, because Viggo knows that it´s over between them. There isn´t even a them, there never really was. They had their little thing in New Zealand, just a bit of fun between takes, messing around on the breaks and during lunch...and sometimes in the nights when it was too foreign a place to sleep alone.
That´s how it had begun; Orlando knocking on Viggo´s door one night, almost begging for permission to sleep on the hideous, uncomfortable couch that stood in Viggo´s living room.
~~~
"...yeah, it´s not like I´m scared of the dark or anything, I´m really not, I´m not a total goon, but it´s so weird to sleep there, and it´s so quiet and I can´t fall asleep and I need to sleep or I´ll suck in the shoots and Peter´ll have my head and it´s not like I´m scared, you know, really, but it´s really lonely and shit and I´m not used to being alone and I can´t sleep when it´s so quiet and..."
~~~
And Viggo, of course, had offered to share the bed instead. Who wouldn´t share their bed with Orlando?
But that was then and this is now and where they are now leaves no space for anything more than secret glances - hopeful, longing glances from Viggo´s side, mischievous, naughty ones from Orlando´s - and maybe a brush of hands if they happen to stand close.
But then there was last night.
~~~
"...but I thought you were with that blonde girl..."
"I am."
"...but then - oh God - why are we...you can´t be...oh, God yesss..."
"Never mind...about her...now..."
"...I...you shouldn´t...we shouldn´t...we...fuck, Orlando..."
"She´s not here...it´s just you...and me...right now..."
"...yes, but...please, stop just for a second so I...can talk to you...please...Orlando...stop...Orlando!"
"Alright! Fine. If you don´t want..."
"It´s not that, it´s...why are you with me now if you´re really with her? I don´t understand it, I mean...do you love her, why are...?"
"I´m with her, yes. I love Kate..."
~~~
As things were at that moment, hands everywhere and wet kisses between barely breathed out words, Viggo had clung to the hope that Orlando would tell him about feelings that he might have for him, that Orlando would say beautiful words and kiss him with love, but instead Orlando had said her name.
~~~
"...but I´m here...and you´re here...and she´s in Calif..."
~~~
And then Viggo had kissed Orlando for fear of hearing her name again.
So it´s ridiculous to even bother, because it´s over with. In fact, there was never really anything there, nothing to be over with. At least not from Orlando´s point of view - something that Viggo learned the hard way in a soft bed, stroking soft hair with soft morning sun shining on them.
~~~
"So you´re going back to England, eh?"
"Yep."
"Have a place to stay yet?"
"Nope, not yet."
~~~
Never even a hint of interest in Viggo´s life or whereabouts. Never. That should have tipped him off a long time ago.
~~~
"So...what do we do, then...`cause I´m gonna be in the States..."
"What do you mean?"
"Well...I mean...how are we...I mean, I guess you should have my number, right? So you can call me?"
"Uhm...sure...yeah, okay. I can come visit you if I have time, I guess...when I´m there, I mean."
"When you´re...so...what, this is it?"
"What? What´s the...oh...you...? You thought we...that we were, like, together...or...?"
"Oh, no!! No, no...no, not at all, no...I was just...no."
"Phew...well, good! You had me going there for a while, old man...freaked me out a little..."
"Oh, sorry...I didn´t mean to..."
~~~
It was just easier that way. Viggo is sure that it was the best thing to do. He shudders when he thinks about how it could have gone, if he´d actually told Orlando about his feelings and hopes. Things like last night would never have happened if he´d told Orlando. He would have lost him completely if he had blabbed off.
Not that he´s ever had him anyway.
~~~
"Hey, Vig! Here´s someone you have to meet..."
"Hi!"
"This is Kate, my girlfriend."
"Oh, hello. It´s so nice to meet you finally, Orlando´s told me so much about you."
~~~
Kate´s smile is beautiful. Kate is beautiful. Kate is perfect. Kate has Orlando. Kate has his Orlando. They´re holding hands and it is actually physically painful to smile. Then blonde hair flows through the air as Kate´s head turns quickly, spotting a friend on the other side of the room and she makes her excuses a second later, tugging on Orlando´s hand for him to follow.
Orlando smiles at her, but lingers.
~~~
"I´ll be there in a sec, babe...heh, she´s just like a child sometimes."
"I can imagine...so that´s Kate, huh...?"
"Yeah, now you´ve met her. She´s great, yeah?"
"I´m sure she is."
~~~
Viggo is sure she is. He hates her a little bit. He wants to hurt her because she hurts him just by being alive, and then Orlando gives a cheeky smile and winks.
~~~
"I´ll see you back at my place afterwards, right?"
~~~
Viggo nods and looks to the floor even though he promised himself, for the sake of his own sanity, that he wouldn´t do it again. And he goes. After an hour he´s already out the door and walking towards Orlando´s hotel room, ending up sitting outside, waiting, for a very long time. But he tells himself that it was worth it when Orlando shows up in the hallway, pulling him up off the floor and kissing him like both their lives - well, Orlando´s life - depended on it. Barging into the room and clothes falling to the floor, them falling onto the bed, and it is worth it, it is worth it, it is worth it.
~~~
"I´ve been thinking about you all night..."
~~~
Words that should make Viggo happy, but they don´t and he´s busy convincing himself that it is worth it. And right now it is, it has to be, because he never feels like this when he´s with someone else.
Tomorrow, though, when Orlando goes to take a shower and Viggo is left alone in bed, he will know that it wasn´t, because he´s expected to be gone when Orlando´s done. He´ll smell the covers and wonder at what it is that Kate has that makes Orlando love her and why, when he loves her, he can´t keep away from Viggo.
He´ll think that maybe it´s because Kate is so perfect, because she´s beautiful and charming and has a great personality and fantastic eyes, whereas Viggo is rugged and brooding and grey. Maybe it´s because she´s demanding and challenges him. Complicated, whereas Viggo is simple. Simple because he never dared to be complicated with Orlando, never dared to challenge or demand anything of him. When maybe, that´s exactly what he should have done. Too late now, though.
~~~
"Irony."
~~~
Viggo will say it out loud and get dressed and leave. Probably not for the last time.
~ end ~