The One Down in Mine - DM/EW

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Title: The One Down in Mine
Author: Sarah H. (schall at rmwc dot edu)
Pairing: DM/EW
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Sometimes the coping mechanism is worse than the cause.
Disclaimer: Don’t know them, don’t pretend to know them. This is from my own brain.
Authors Notes: Trigger warning - this involves self-injury. Also, this is what I guess you would call a “song-fic.” It’s centered around the song “The Origin of Love” from the musical/movie Hedwig and the Angry Inch. It’s really beautiful; you should listen to it sometime. It’s not necessary for this fic, but I think it greatly increases the understanding and enjoyment.
Thanks to deliverme & dominatemeplz for beta-ing! *mwa* :)

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S.A.D. (EW/DW) Rating: G

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Title: S.A.D.
Summary: Autumn is here, Elijah's depressed.
Note: S.A.D.= Season Affection Disorder. You know, when you feel a
down because of the weather in a specific season (mostly autumn and
winter). Thanks to my lovely Beta DomiNeckInc (Erin)!! :) Lyv ya!

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Elijah is sitting on the porch with a jacket wrapped around him,
without the arms in the sleeves. With two fingers he's holding the
glowing cigarette and the other hand is pressed between his thighs
to keep it warm.
It is autumn in England and Elijah's catching a bit of a fall
depression.
When that happens he starts to question life and, well, pretty much
everything except for one thing... he's never questioned his
decision to move to England with his lover, with Dominic. This
afternoon he's especially depressed, as he hasn't had a proper
night's sleep and is quite tired.

Butting out the cigarette he walks inside where he hangs up his
jacket.

Everything's silent except for the sound of Dominic turning a page
in the book he's reading.

Elijah feels all... fluffy or something, it's the only way he can
explain his current mood. He just wants to cuddle; he wants to know
someone cares. Dominic cares and he's always good at showing it.

Elijah walks into the warm living room where Dominic is sitting in
an armchair, reading with his glasses on. He looks so handsome and
intellectual when he's wearing those, though reminding him a bit of
Ian McKellan, funnily enough.
"I'm depressed," Elijah pouts, moving slowly.
Dominic looks up with a little smile.
"Aw, come sit in my lap, baby," he says and pats his own lap.
Elijah, dragging his feet behind him, slumps down in to his lap and
Dominic's protective arms quickly snake around his waist though he's
still holding the book.
"Why are you depressed?" he asks, kissing Elijah's head.
Elijah shrugs. He's not sure.
Instead Elijah leans his head against Dominic's chest and closes his
eyes with a small yawn.

Dominic takes Elijah's hand and strokes the back of it with his
thumb.
"Are you tired?" he asks softly and Elijah nods without a word (they
don't need words), nuzzling against Dominic's neck and moving up
closer.

To be in the comfort of Dominic's embrace, and to feel his
closeness, warmth and the familiar scent of the Aqua Di Gio cologne
makes Elijah relax and as he falls asleep he knows that he'll never
question his decision to move away from Los Angeles to be with
Dominic.

He's exactly where he wants to be...

-Fin For Now-