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fellowshippers2005-01-10 08:14 pm
thewolfmistress.livejournal.com) wrote in fellowshippers2005-01-10 08:14 pm
Newbie with a drabble...
Hey, I'm new here, but I just wrote this really short drabble for my buddy ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
hygher and thought I'd share it. Hope you like!
Title: What Isn't Said
Pairing: Monaboyd
Word Count: 206 words
Warning: This is unbeta-ed, so I'm sorry if it's crap...
When they embrace for the first time in months, Billy doesn’t tell Dom that he smells like a Hawaiian breeze. He doesn’t say how he had hurt when Dom left, how his heart aches and his skin itches when they’re not together. Dom will never hear Billy say that he hasn’t missed an episode of Lost yet. That Billy waits all week for Wednesday to come so that he can sit in front of the television and wish he could be there to greet Dom after a long day of shooting. It’ll never be known that he has Charlie’s lines memorized probably better than Dom does because he tapes the show and watches it for hours on end. No, Billy will never utter a word about any of it. It doesn’t matter, though, because Dom knows. He can feel it in the deft fingers that unbutton his shirt and remove his jeans. It’s in Billy lips, his tongue when it hits that spot right there. Every moan, every sigh, every whisper of breath says something that Billy won’t. Then, at the end, when they are lying together, sweaty and satisfied, the silence between them tells the rest. Dom knows. He’ll never say that to Billy, though.
hygher and thought I'd share it. Hope you like!Title: What Isn't Said
Pairing: Monaboyd
Word Count: 206 words
Warning: This is unbeta-ed, so I'm sorry if it's crap...
When they embrace for the first time in months, Billy doesn’t tell Dom that he smells like a Hawaiian breeze. He doesn’t say how he had hurt when Dom left, how his heart aches and his skin itches when they’re not together. Dom will never hear Billy say that he hasn’t missed an episode of Lost yet. That Billy waits all week for Wednesday to come so that he can sit in front of the television and wish he could be there to greet Dom after a long day of shooting. It’ll never be known that he has Charlie’s lines memorized probably better than Dom does because he tapes the show and watches it for hours on end. No, Billy will never utter a word about any of it. It doesn’t matter, though, because Dom knows. He can feel it in the deft fingers that unbutton his shirt and remove his jeans. It’s in Billy lips, his tongue when it hits that spot right there. Every moan, every sigh, every whisper of breath says something that Billy won’t. Then, at the end, when they are lying together, sweaty and satisfied, the silence between them tells the rest. Dom knows. He’ll never say that to Billy, though.
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=) I was always fond of stalker!obsessed!billy.
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I'm rather fond of him myself. =)
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