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Fic: 5 Steps To Life (1/1)
5 Steps To Life
Author:
Pairing: Billy/Dom
Rating: High R
Warnings: Angst, Fluff, Language and some sex.
Feedback: That would be most lovely of you!!
Disclaimer: Don’t know, don’t own and yeah… just
write.
Summary: Sometimes you just need to learn the steps
of life.
Author notes: Technically it’s five parts, though I
life to say it’s just a one part… the parts are only to really show scene
switches. Thanks as always to
my wonderful beta, ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif){kind=small}
avaro_naeth!
5. - Breathe
The sun was
finally dipping low enough in the sky that the shadows around his house were
beginning to look ghostly. It used to be his favourite time of the day, before
he thought it was odd to have a favourite time of the day. Now he sits in front
of his computer and continually hits the refresh button on his Yahoo mailbox.
Oh come on, he was popular – and his friends weren't that busy – why was it
taking him so long to respond?
It was two days ago that Dom had drank a little too much and was in the middle
of watching 'You've Got Mail' when he decided to proclaim his undying love for his
best mate through an email. When he woke in the morning – passed out with his
head on the keyboard – he had a moment of panic as he saw the window that read
'Your message has been sent.'
When he hit the back button he realized what he'd done and his nerves had been
on red alert. It didn't help that Billy wasn't replying. It wasn't like when
they said, "no news is good news." Because whoever the fuck 'they'
were didn't know his situation and no news
was definitely not good. Oh no, that was very bad. Billy checked his email.
Billy liked his email. He wasn't like
And here it was, two days later, and no reply.
Dom swallowed and took in a deep breath. He'd learned in the course of his
relatively short but eventful life that one had to learn to stay calm in these types
of situations. It didn't do to dwell on the negative, on the things that may
not work out. Think positive. Breathe. And you can succeed in life. It was one
of the basic five steps… or something like that. He vaguely remembered hearing
a speaker discussing it on the TV after a night of drinking too much.
Dom was starting to think that maybe he should lay off drinking. The thought
sunk deeper as he hit refresh and suddenly something happened. He had one new message.
And it was from Billy. His mouse cursor hovered over the link before he took
another deep breath and clicked.
Just breathe.
4. – Learn
Dom could
barely wrap his mind around the first sentence. At one point he managed to move
on, but he could already feel his heart crumbling.
'Dom,
Dear lord mate, what have you been drinking?!? You really ought to lay off the
liquor mate, it makes you fly off your rocker you know? You probably have no
idea what you sent me, so I'll just shrug it off as you being wasted beyond
comprehension. Now go get
yourself a nice girl and shag her while your drunk. It'll save me the trouble.
Take care,
Billy'
Yes, Dom most definitely needed to give up drinking. This pang in his heart,
the stinging in his eyes, could only be a result of one too many drinks and
therefore, giving it up was the best way to go. So… he would simply respond to
Billy – insure it was a joke – and move on. This would be it.
Because, if he remembered correctly, another step to life was learning. You had
to be strong and brave. And you had to learn that sometimes – most of the time
– things never go the way you plan. So when you fall for someone and they won't
love you back – let go. That's how things worked.
What didn't make sense, what didn't follow the pattern, was Dom hitting the
reply button and ensuring Billy that at that moment in time he was neither
drunk nor off his rocker. He was very sober, very sane, and very in love with
this other man. Apparently he wasn't taking his own advice, apparently learning
was too much work.
Or maybe… the learning needed to switch another way. Maybe it was Billy who
needed to learn and Dom who was to be doing the teaching. Dom rather liked the
idea and decided giving up on drinking was most definitely worth it.
Now he just needed to pray that Billy was up for the lesson.
3. – Patience
Dom was
told as a child and all through his "growing up years" – as you
probably were – that patience was a virtue. It was something he was quickly
beginning to doubt. Patience was most obviously a gift and one he was most
obviously not blessed with.
The entire night after he'd sent the second email – the one he could actually
remember – he sat in front of his computer and continually hit refresh. And
when he woke with his head on the keyboard the next morning – this time from
being tired as compared to drunk – he hit refresh once more but nothing
happened.
So he filled up his day. He'd clean out the fridge, make a nice breakfast, take
a long hot shower, maybe do some other chores. Or he could read, go see a
movie, anything to work the time difference in just the right way so Billy
would be up and therefore more likely to
call. And then Dom realized that it was ten AM his time, which meant
Dread filled Dom at a rate faster then anything he'd ever imagined. Billy would
surly have checked his email by now. Billy would know. And this was going to be
it. Fuck patience now, Dom was full out screwed. Those people who thought they
knew the five steps to life obviously never really lived a normal life.
What was Dom going to do? If Billy never spoke to him again, how would Dom
survive? It was simply not humanly possible. Dom wanted to cry, to flee, to hop
on a plane to
nothing at all.
Dom didn't have patience at all, not a drop of it, and he'd suddenly decided it
was a gift he didn't really want anyway.
2. – Rejection
The TV was
blank and the remote sat on the other side of the room on a coffee table with
the TV guide under it. But Dom sat on the couch, staring at the blank TV and
imagining something amusing happening on it. He would force laughter but that
seemed a little too hard and out of reach at the moment, so he just stared. Not
even realizing he was staring at nothing.
The idea of his feelings for Billy, the one's he'd had for so long, had always
just been a distant dream. It was like things the fangirls swooned over and so desperately
hoped was true. Well it was, but it didn't seem Dom was going to get his
happily ever after. He
doubted that any of the fangirls planned on him getting heart broken.
A bitter snort left his lips as he thought of the heart he once had. There was
no denying it now, Billy did not feel the same and Dom had simply ruined everything
they could have been.
Every person goes through rejection. Dom knew for sure that it was in the five
steps to life, though now he couldn't remember the last one. It seemed that Dom
was definitely living, he had the four of the five steps down and he still had
many years to go.
Though if you thought hard on it, Dom figured that these steps should be more
joyful. Wasn't a person's life supposed to be full of joy? Wasn't it supposed
to be happy? Apparently that was a step that Dom didn't get to live out.
As he walked past his computer to go to bed – the clock chiming one in the
morning – his fingers itched and he reached out to hit the refresh button.
Nothing.
A sigh left his lips and that bitter slap of rejection shot through him once
more.
As he walked down the hall, his steps drew to a stop when the door clicked and
opened. The only person that had a key to his house was…
Slowly he turned and blinked. "Billy?"
- – Love
"Aye
Dom, tis me," Billy smirked and dropped a bag he'd been carrying along the
wall.
Dom's eyes moved from the bag, to Billy, to the closing door, to Billy, the
keys being slipped in Billy's pocket, to Billy and then stayed there. "Hiywha?"
"Nice to see ye too mate," Billy chuckled and stepped forward.
Dom thought of a witty response, possibly yelling at him for not saying he was
coming for a visit, but the thought just died in his throat when Billy closed
his lips around Dom's.
It was then Dom remembered that the fifth step to life was love. He should have
remembered before, it may have been a little bit more comforting. Because obviously
he had to get to this point.
The point in which Billy was pressing him against the wall and dropping slowly
to his knees. The point when he was muttering that he loved Dom more then life
right before he brought Dom's sweet flesh between his lips. The point when Dom
was coming in that delicious mouth and everything was just perfect.
So Dom had the five steps to life down. Now all he needed was to find the five
steps to romance and he'd be set.
"I love you Dom," Billy whispered into his ear, dragging him down the
hall into his room.
Dom couldn't believe his luck; that all this was happening, that Billy actually
loved him back. And as he was pulled into his bedroom and slammed against the
wall, the last
coherent
thought to slip through his mind was… maybe Billy would help him with those
five steps to romance, after all.
THE END
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It's awesome, you're awesome... Yay!!
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That was a great story, thank you :)
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