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Vig/Orli pt2
Title: It's All Coming Back to Me Now (2/3?)
Author: Edgespet
Pairing: Viggo/Orlando
Rating: PG
Warning: None, really. A wee bit angstier (more angsty??) than my usual, but that will change soon enough, no doubt.
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, completely untrue
Feedback: Please, please. Still finding my feet writing these two. Would appreciate any helpful comments or suggestions beyond belief.
A/N: Based on the utterly breath-taking song of the same name by Celine Dion. Lyrics used are in italics. Also based on the assumption that Viggo and Orlando had a fairly serious affair during filming, but Viggo wants to break it off in order not to hurt Orli's career.
"You're a liar and a coward..."
Even now, more than two years later, Orlando's ringing indictment still haunted Viggo. He wondered now, just as he had then, what he could have possibly said in his own defense. Not that it would have mattered - by the time Viggo could have gotten the words out, Orlando had already run out of the room heartbroken and furious, slamming the door on his way out.
Viggo never doubted that he had made the right decision. He regretted it, yes , but he had never doubted the wisdom of his actions. As weak as his reasoning no doubt sounded to Orlando, Viggo had been telling him the truth. He wanted what was best for Orlando, and he knew that the relationship they had would not be tolerated back in the 'real' world. As he watched Orlando's career soaring, he felt a sense of justification. He had done the right thing. So why did it still hurt so damn much? He was proud of his beautiful elf, but even now, his heart broke just a little bit more every time he saw a new picture of Orlando.
Alone at his Idaho ranch, Viggo stared in frustration at the blank canvas before him. Usually when thoughts of Orlando threatened to overwhelm him, he could escape into his painting, but for some reason it just wasn't happening today. He wondered yet again if Orlando ever had moments like this ... moments when memories of the past came swirling up so hard and fast that there was no escape from them. Did Orlando ever think of him? Did he ever feel this same soul-deep ache of loneliness? What they had shared together in New Zealand was the most amazing relationship Viggo had ever been in. Two halves of the same heart brought together. He had never loved anyone the way he had loved Orlando. Viggo snorted softly to himself. Had loved? Who was he trying to fool? He still loved Orlando and unfortunately, it didn't seem like that was going to change anytime soon.
Viggo sighed and laid down his brush. Obviously, painting wasn't going to work. He left the studio and headed upstairs to change into riding clothes. Maybe a long horseback ride would help him clear his mind. Sure enough, two hours later, as Viggo walked back to his house from the barn he was once more at peace with himself. As he was walking up the stairs to clean up, he was startled to hear a knock. He frowned as he walked to the door. He wasn't expecting any visitors - that was the whole point in coming out here in the first place. He opened the door and let out a delighted whoop. "Beanie! What are you doing all the way out here? God, it's good to see you again! Come on in!" Viggo grabbed the grinning Brit and dragged him inside before enveloping him in a bone-crushing bear hug.
"Hey, Vig. Good to see you too. I had a few days off and wanted to see you before I head back home. How are you doing?"
Viggo smiled and gave a small shrug. "I'm fine. I was just getting ready to take a shower then start dinner. Make yourself at home and I'll be back down in just a minute." He gave Sean one more quick hug, then headed off up the stairs for a quick shower. Having Sean here was like an answer to prayer. He had been Viggo's closest friend in New Zealand and their friendship was still strong despite the passage of time and the infrequency of their visits.
Sean retrieved his abandoned overnight bag from Viggo's front porch and then settled comfortably into the soft couch, casting a contemplative eye at the staircase. Despite his words, Sean could tell immediately that his friend was most definitely not fine. He sighed and shook his head. He suspected he knew what was troubling Viggo, especially since he had seen an Elf in a similar state two days before, but he wasn't sure how to bring the subject up. He loved Viggo and Orlando both dearly, but he had never met two such stubborn men.
Sean was still wondering how, or even if, he could best help his friends when Viggo reappeared. He grabbed Sean's hand and dragged him into the kitchen to keep him company as he fixed dinner. The two friends passed a pleasant evening together remeniscing about their time together in New Zealand, swapping stories about their current projects and just generally catching up on each other's lives. Sean pretended not to notice the way Viggo studiously avoided any mention of Orlando or the way he sometimes drifted out of the conversation, his eyes softening and gazing out somewhere far away from the quiet warmth of the room around them. When they finally went to bed, Sean was no closer than before to figuring out a way to bring Viggo and Orlando back together, but was even more determined to make it happen.
Author: Edgespet
Pairing: Viggo/Orlando
Rating: PG
Warning: None, really. A wee bit angstier (more angsty??) than my usual, but that will change soon enough, no doubt.
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, completely untrue
Feedback: Please, please. Still finding my feet writing these two. Would appreciate any helpful comments or suggestions beyond belief.
A/N: Based on the utterly breath-taking song of the same name by Celine Dion. Lyrics used are in italics. Also based on the assumption that Viggo and Orlando had a fairly serious affair during filming, but Viggo wants to break it off in order not to hurt Orli's career.
"You're a liar and a coward..."
Even now, more than two years later, Orlando's ringing indictment still haunted Viggo. He wondered now, just as he had then, what he could have possibly said in his own defense. Not that it would have mattered - by the time Viggo could have gotten the words out, Orlando had already run out of the room heartbroken and furious, slamming the door on his way out.
Viggo never doubted that he had made the right decision. He regretted it, yes , but he had never doubted the wisdom of his actions. As weak as his reasoning no doubt sounded to Orlando, Viggo had been telling him the truth. He wanted what was best for Orlando, and he knew that the relationship they had would not be tolerated back in the 'real' world. As he watched Orlando's career soaring, he felt a sense of justification. He had done the right thing. So why did it still hurt so damn much? He was proud of his beautiful elf, but even now, his heart broke just a little bit more every time he saw a new picture of Orlando.
Alone at his Idaho ranch, Viggo stared in frustration at the blank canvas before him. Usually when thoughts of Orlando threatened to overwhelm him, he could escape into his painting, but for some reason it just wasn't happening today. He wondered yet again if Orlando ever had moments like this ... moments when memories of the past came swirling up so hard and fast that there was no escape from them. Did Orlando ever think of him? Did he ever feel this same soul-deep ache of loneliness? What they had shared together in New Zealand was the most amazing relationship Viggo had ever been in. Two halves of the same heart brought together. He had never loved anyone the way he had loved Orlando. Viggo snorted softly to himself. Had loved? Who was he trying to fool? He still loved Orlando and unfortunately, it didn't seem like that was going to change anytime soon.
Viggo sighed and laid down his brush. Obviously, painting wasn't going to work. He left the studio and headed upstairs to change into riding clothes. Maybe a long horseback ride would help him clear his mind. Sure enough, two hours later, as Viggo walked back to his house from the barn he was once more at peace with himself. As he was walking up the stairs to clean up, he was startled to hear a knock. He frowned as he walked to the door. He wasn't expecting any visitors - that was the whole point in coming out here in the first place. He opened the door and let out a delighted whoop. "Beanie! What are you doing all the way out here? God, it's good to see you again! Come on in!" Viggo grabbed the grinning Brit and dragged him inside before enveloping him in a bone-crushing bear hug.
"Hey, Vig. Good to see you too. I had a few days off and wanted to see you before I head back home. How are you doing?"
Viggo smiled and gave a small shrug. "I'm fine. I was just getting ready to take a shower then start dinner. Make yourself at home and I'll be back down in just a minute." He gave Sean one more quick hug, then headed off up the stairs for a quick shower. Having Sean here was like an answer to prayer. He had been Viggo's closest friend in New Zealand and their friendship was still strong despite the passage of time and the infrequency of their visits.
Sean retrieved his abandoned overnight bag from Viggo's front porch and then settled comfortably into the soft couch, casting a contemplative eye at the staircase. Despite his words, Sean could tell immediately that his friend was most definitely not fine. He sighed and shook his head. He suspected he knew what was troubling Viggo, especially since he had seen an Elf in a similar state two days before, but he wasn't sure how to bring the subject up. He loved Viggo and Orlando both dearly, but he had never met two such stubborn men.
Sean was still wondering how, or even if, he could best help his friends when Viggo reappeared. He grabbed Sean's hand and dragged him into the kitchen to keep him company as he fixed dinner. The two friends passed a pleasant evening together remeniscing about their time together in New Zealand, swapping stories about their current projects and just generally catching up on each other's lives. Sean pretended not to notice the way Viggo studiously avoided any mention of Orlando or the way he sometimes drifted out of the conversation, his eyes softening and gazing out somewhere far away from the quiet warmth of the room around them. When they finally went to bed, Sean was no closer than before to figuring out a way to bring Viggo and Orlando back together, but was even more determined to make it happen.