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Title: Getting Things Right

Fandom: RPS

Ship: Dom Monaghan/Elijah Woods

Rating: PG-13

Disclaimer: This story is all lies. The only truth is that Dom and Elijah know each other and are probably even friends. But as far as I know, they're not gay and never have been. And I definately don't own them, unfortunately. This story is just for fun.

Warning: Slashy content, implied het, angst

Dedication: A big thanks to

pyleanelf for her marvelous beta job:)

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Summary: Elijah reads an article that makes him contemplate his regrets.

Getting Things Right

Elijah was devastated. Devastated and shattered. It had happened that morning, when he had gone to the grocery store for a few household necessities. The plan had been to go to the store and then go to do some more auditioning and try not to think of how much he missed his boyfriend. Elijah paused his pacing as the thought hit him. Dom wasn’t his boyfriend…not really. A few kisses…one night of unquenchable…that didn’t make someone a boyfriend. Not Really.

The last night they had spent together, they had shagged and then Elijah had fled afterwards. Dom had tried to call a few times, but those calls had gone unanswered. Finally, Dom had left for Hawaii and Elijah had returned to his life of fruitless auditions and barely making rent.

Today was the first day that he hadn't thought of Dominic Monaghan one time. It had been a good day, until he had seen the magazine cover declaring that Dominic Monaghan was now dating his co-star Evangeline Lily.

To say the world had gone dark at that moment was an understatement.

Elijah's world did not only go dark, it came crashing down. He grabbed the magazine and had the cashier ring it up with his other purchases. He then hurried home and read the article about how Dom and Evangeline had found their friendship becoming something much more. Elijah choked back tears as he read how Dom had courted the young actress, how Evie was the best thing that had ever happened to him and made his job on the Lost set all that more enjoyable.

What about him? What about the boy he had left behind on the main land? Had Dom forgotten so easily? Had he forgotten the night they had made love? Had he forgotten those cold New Zealand nights where they would just sit in the pub they frequented most nights and just talk, just the two of them? Had all that just been a joke to him? Had Elijah just been a conquest?

Elijah angrily wiped away his tears, clenching the magazine in his hands. His mind was churning with grief and anguish. He silenced the voice that said that this was his own fault. Dom had wanted him. He had called and called, just to be hit with a brick wall each and every time. It was Elijah's fault that Dom had flown off to Hawaii and found himself a girl. It was Elijah's fault that Dom would never be his, now that he had that Evangeline woman.

Tossing the magazine down on to the counter, Elijah attempted to go about the chore of putting away the rest of his groceries, but it was useless. As long as his thoughts were with Dominic, he was completely useless. He wouldn't be able to get anything done. Seeing that he had no perishables to put away, Elijah abandoned the chore and went outside for a smoke, hoping to calm his nerves.

Lighting up the cigarette, Elijah went over his first meeting with Dom. It had been at the first cast meeting. He had thought that the young Englishman was incredibly handsome-for one thing the accent had been to die for. Not only Dom’s looks, but his disposition was appealing as well. He had given no clue that he had auditioned for the role of Frodo and had never made Elijah feel bad for landing the role instead.

Those first few days, Dom had taken Elijah under his wing. There was nowhere they hadn't gone together. Then Elijah's feelings began to change. He was finding Dom more and more attractive. He couldn't get enough of just being in the man's presence. He had an idea then that he was gay. There was no doubt about it, especially when the dreams had started. Hot steamy dreams where the two men would kiss and undress each other. He always woke up before things could go too far, but those dreams had left Elijah unfulfilled and more curious than ever. What was it like to be kissed by Dominic Monaghan?

He had found out all too soon and hadn't a clue on what to do with the situation. Did he pursue Dom now? Did he suggest a more deeper relationship or did he just throw caution to the wind and see where this all took him?

Then the kiss happened. It had been a particularly had day and Elijah was upset because the director had yelled at him for not getting the scene right on the third try. Dom was there to comfort him and before he knew it, Dom’s lips were pressed against his own.

There had been more kisses after that, but only one kiss had turned into something else, and before Dom had a chance to say anything, Elijah had fled. What had Dom thought of him after that? Especially when Elijah had refused to answer the phone? Did he think him a coward? A whore? What? Maybe one day, he'd have a chance to ask Dom those things. But right now, he had to let go. He had to forget, because if he didn't, he'd go insane.

He put out the cigarette and turned to go inside, but a voice that he had thought, or rather hoped never to hear again stopped him.

"Elijah?"

Oh God. He didn't want to turn around. He didn't want to stare into those achingly beautiful eyes and know that their owner would never be his. He didn't want to hear that voice that always managed to make him want to melt into a puddle of warm goo. He just wanted to go inside and get drunk. Drunk enough to forget. But he couldn't ignore the owner of that voice. There was no choice but to do exactly what his soul was screaming for him not to do. He turned and stared in agonized surprise at Dominic Monaghan.

"Dom…" That was all he could say, all he would allow himself really. Anything else would be too much.

"Do you have a minute?" Dom asked, sticking his hands into his pockets, looking a bit nervous and a bit pale. He had bags under his blue eyes and looked as if he needed a good night's sleep. "I-I need to talk to you."

Elijah frowned. He couldn't think of why Dom would want to talk to him, not when he had Evangeline, the best thing that had ever happened to him, but he couldn't refuse him. He'd give Dom everything if that was what he wanted. There was no doubt about that.

"Ok. Come in."

He didn't bother looking behind him to make sure that Dom was following him. He was pretty sure that the older man was right behind him. Dom didn't bother asking if he could sit down, he just sank down onto the uncomfortable loveseat and looked up at Elijah with haunted eyes.

"I've met someone," was his simple reply.

Elijah winced. Dom sure wasn't going to make this easy on him. Not that he deserved easy. Not after he had squandered his chance to have the older man in his life.

"So I've read," Elijah looked away, not seeing Dom close his eyes in irritation.

"I didn't want you to find out like that. The bloody papers, they..."

"They say that she's the best thing that's ever happened to you," Elijah turned around, tears in his blue eyes. "They said..."

"I know what they said. Sodding wankers. Lij..."

"Why did you come here, Dom? I mean...you have Evangeline now. What? Do you want to rub it in? Torture me? Fine, do that. I mean, after how I've treated you, I deserve it."

"Lijah, no. You're wrong. I came here…I needed to see where we stood. I...I care about Evie...I do..."

"Evie?" Elijah looked at Dom in disbelief. He even had a shortened name for the woman now. How...quaint.

"You call her Evie?"

"That's not important," Dom's eyes were pleading now, causing Elijah to fall silent, ready to push his own hurt aside and just listen. "Like I said, I care about her...but...I still have feelings for you. I need to know if there's any chance at all for us. If there's not...I can go on with my life...but I can't go into this relationship when I still have feelings for the one person that I really want to be with."

Elijah was speechless at this. Dom really did want to be with him. He just wanted to move on with his life if Elijah didn't feel the same. But Elijah did feel the same...he was just scared. Dom could hurt him. He could hurt him badly. The reaction to the article was proof enough of that.

Did he dare take the risk of having his heart broken, or did he send Dom into the arms of the brunette beauty he worked with? What was the right thing to do? What would Orlando do in this situation? Orlando Bloom was the on person he looked up to. Orli was strong, confident, and so sure of himself. Would he take a risk of having his heart broken? Was it truly worth it?

"What do you want me to tell you, Dom? That I'm in love with you? That since I read that article, my world has been in turmoil? That I don't know how to live without you? What do you want?"

Dom got up, his blue eyes stormy, tears pouring from them like a faucet. He was hurt. Elijah did that. He had hurt him again and again, and still he was giving him another chance...another chance to throw away...only this time for good.

"I want...I want you to tell me what your feelings for me are. I mean...bloody hell Lij! We've shagged! We shagged until we were sore and then you took off like a bat out of hell! You've refused to talk to me ever since...but still...something keeps me coming back...something won't let me give up on you...at least not yet anyway. What is it Lij? Why won't you give us a chance? You can tell me, love. You can tell me anything."

This was it. It was now or never. Tell Dom how he really felt...or lose him forever. Was he prepared for that? Was he prepared to take the big step of telling Dom his true feelings? This could all blow up in his face. But then, if he didn't tell Dom, he'd lose him and it'd be his own fault. There was no other choice. Elijah had to tell the truth.

"I...I was scared. So fuckin' scared," Elijah bowed his head, wiping away the tears that were welling up.

"What we did...it was so great...so wonderful...it was too good to be true. I had never felt so good in my life...then…I began to think that maybe it actually was too good to be true and that you just couldn't want me...not when you could have somebody else more worldly, someone more your style. I was convinced that when you woke up, you'd see what a mistake you had made and make some excuse of why I should leave and why we could never work out, so I left...I left before you could and I refused to talk to you afterwards because I just knew that it was going to be one of those talks where the guy tells the girl that it's not her, it's him...you know? And I couldn't bear that, so I didn't answer your calls or answered the door when you came over. I was scared...and damn it, I still am!" Tears were freely flowing now and Elijah looked at Dom in horror, certain that it was coming. The talk that he had worked so hard to avoid.

Dom was flabbergasted by the confession. He had thought that Elijah had thought of them as a mistake. He had thought that the young man was sickened and horrified by what they had allowed to happen and that was why he had gone to such great lengths to avoid him. Instead, it was the other way around. Elijah had thought that Dom regretted their night of passion and was going to great lengths to avoid heartbreak. This realization made his heart melt and made him love Elijah Wood even more than he already did.

"Love, I…I didn't know that you felt so unsure of our relationship. I thought you knew...I love you...I've always loved you. Ever since the first day we met at that blasted cast meeting. I'm sorry that you felt that my feelings for you weren't permanent. I'm sorry that I didn't make it clear before taking you to bed. I should have. That should have been the first thing I told you."

Elijah blinked back his surprise. This definitely wasn't what he had been expecting. He had expected a long talk where Dom would tell him that he just had to keep what had happened to himself. Never speak of it again. He had expected Dom to tell him that it all had been a mistake made in the heat of the moment. But instead, he was here, telling him that He had always loved Elijah and that the miscommunication was his fault. Elijah wanted to collapse into tears right there and then.

"You...you love me? Really? What about Evangeline?..."

"A poor replacement," Dom was close now. Close enough to wipe Elijah's tears and examine every perfect feature of his face.

"I tried to forget about you...but I couldn't and when I saw that article...I knew that I had to talk to you before things went any further. I had to make sure that all chances with you were gone, and I'm glad I did."

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I was so stupid and…"

"Shhh," Dom stepped closer, wrapping strong arms around Elijah's trembling body. "It's ok. You're not stupid, and we have everything worked out now. We've talked and that's the most important thing, pet."

"I do love you Dom. I...when I thought that you were dating that woman...I thought I would die."

Dom just chuckled before pressing his lips gently against Elijah's, teasing the younger man's mouth open until both of their tongues were dueling with each other in a seductive dance. He groaned as Elijah stepped up against him and he felt Elijah's erection against his thigh, causing his own pants to tighten.

Dom pulled away to look into those luminescent blue eyes and knew what Elijah wanted to do.

"Are you sure, love? I don't want you to feel like you have to do anything..."

Elijah pressed a finger against Dom's lips, silencing him. "Shhh. I'm more sure about this than I ever been in my life. I love you and I want us to make love. I promise I won't run away this time. I know you love me and I love you."

"Well…as long as you're sure," Dom grinned, kissing Elijah a bit more passionately, looking forward to exploring his body more explicitly.

"We need lube..."

"Have some in the bathroom…along with protection…"

"Mmm...good," Dom grinned, not stopping the kissing for a second. "God I love you, Lij."

"I love you too, Dom. I love you too. I won't run from you ever again."

Dom just smiled as he stopped the kissing and led Elijah to the bathroom where the lube awaited. That night, as they made love and made silent promises to one another, both Dom and Elijah knew that they had been given a second chance to get things right, and neither of them were going to squander it. They loved each other. Soon the whole world would know and happiness would be theirs. No matter what.

THE END