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Vig/Orli pt3
Title: It's All Coming Back to Me Now (3/??)
Author: Edgespet
Pairing: Viggo/Orlando, Sean B
Rating: R - my boys tend to swear. A lot.
Warnings: None really, just profuse cursing.
Feedback: Please, please! This is my first V/O fic & I'm still getting a feel for writing them. Any helpful comments or suggestions are more than welcome. Also not Beta-ed, so please let me know when you find mistakes!
Summary: Based (loosely) on the beautiful song of the same name by Celine Dion. Also based on the assumption that Viggo & Orlando had a fairly serious affair in NZ but Viggo broke it off so as not to hurt Orli's career.
Disclaimer: *sigh* Not true.
Sean Bean considered himself to be a patient man but by the third morning of his stay with Viggo, he was at his wit's end. Viggo was doing his best to be a good host, but Sean knew him well enough by now to know that Viggo's mind and heart were elsewhere. Sean was sitting alone in the guest bedroom trying to decide what to do. Viggo was out tending the horses so Sean knew he had a few minutes. Taking a deep breath and praying that he was doing the right thing, Sean picked up his mobile phone and hit speed dial.
" Hello? " Orli sounded like he was still mostly asleep.
"Orlando? I don't have much time so sit up and listen to me without arguing. Got it?"
"Beanie?! What's wrong? Are you okay?" He was wide awake now and sounded slightly panicked.
"I'm fine, Orli. Just listen to me, okay? Nothing's wrong ... well, nothing's wrong that can't be fixed. Your King needs you, Elf. I don't want to hear any of the usual bullshit out of you. I don't care what you have to do or who you have to piss off. I want you up here tomorrow morning."
"Oh god, Sean ...what's wrong? Is he hurt? What's happened?" Orlando was more than slightly panicked now. The thought that something might have happened to Viggo before they could make amends had Orli near tears.
"Viggo's fine, Elfboy. Other than pining away for you. I, on the other hand, am not fine. I'm sick to death of watching my two best friends slowly dying inside because you're both too fucking stubborn and afraid to admit that you can't live without each other. Two years is long enough, Orli."
Sean could her the tears in Orlando's voice when he spoke again. "I can't, Sean. After what I said to him ... he hates me ...I ..."
"God damn it, Orlando! You're not listening to me! He doesn't hate you! Get that though that pretty little head of yours! I'm telling you, he's as miserable as you are. Hear what I'm saying, Orlando. Really hear me. Viggo loves you. Loves you with his whole heart and soul and being. You haven't seen him in two years. I have. He's not the same person he was before. There's a part of Viggo that's gone ... dead ... Only you can bring it back." Sean's voice softened. "It's time, Orli. Please."
"Are you sure, Beanie? Does he really still love me?" The fear, sadness, disbelief and hope Sean could hear warring together in Orli's childlike question nearly broke his heart.
"Orli, I'm sure. I've never been more sure of anything in my life. Please trust me. You know I would never do anything to hurt either of you." Sean tried to lighten up the serious tone of the conversation. " Just get your sexy little arse up here by tomorrow morning."
A teasing note crept into Orlando's voice. "You think I've got a sexy arse, Beanie? You should've said something before..."
Sean smiled, pleased to hear the lightness back in Orlando's voice. "The whole world thinks you have a sexy arse, Elfboy. Who am I to argue? Listen, when you get in, give me a call on my mobile and I'll come and pick you up."
"I will. And Sean? Thank you."
"Don't thank me, Elfboy. I'm doing this for my own benefit. You two are driving me insane. I'll see you tomorrow."
Orlando laughed, suspecting that there might be more than just a grain of truth in what Sean said. "See you soon, Beanie."
He rang off and bounded out of bed to throw some clothes into an overnight bag and make plane reservations.
Sean thumbed off his phone then smiled down at it fondly. One down and one to go.
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Sean wondered all day long when, how or even if he should tell Viggo what he had planned. The opportunity finally presented itself late that evening as Sean sat in Viggo's studio watching him paint.
"Vig, we need to talk."
Viggo instantly put down his brush and turned to the man seated beside him. "Sure, Beanie. Is something wrong?"
Sean hesitated, looking at his friend. Orli he could take any day, but he and Viggo were pretty evenly matched and if Viggo decided to get pissed off and decked Sean ... well, Sean just didn't see it ending well for either of them. He finally decided that a semi-direct approach was his best bet. "I've got to go out for a couple hours in the morning."
"Okay ... is everything all right?"
"Um...." Sean took a deep breath and plunged in. "I'mgoingtotheairporttopickupOrlando."
Viggo's eyes flew open and he stared at Sean. "You're doing WHAT?? Please tell me I heard you wrong..."
"No, you didn't hear me wrong. I'm going to the airport to pick up Orlando and then I'm going to bring him back here and you two are going to kiss and make up or I'm going to strangle both of you!" Sean watched the stricken look on Viggo's face and prayed again that he had done the right thing.
Viggo slumped down onto the stool beside him and lowered his head, staring at his paint-splattered hands. "God, Sean. Why? Why?" Tears began coursing down Viggo's cheeks. "He hates me, Sean. With good reason. I broke his fucking heart because I was too afraid..."
Sean interrupted the rapid flow of words harshly, trying to get Viggo's attention. "Shut up, Viggo. Just shut the fuck up and listen to me." His voice softened, but was no less intense. "Yes, you broke his heart. And he broke your heart. And it's been two fucking years ago and neither of you has managed to get over it. I was with Orlando right before I came up here. You know what I saw? Not the beautiful, happy, golden boy from the tabloids. I saw an Elf with a broken heart. You're all he talked about, Viggo. He loves you, plain and simple. Whatever happened in the past hasn't changed the way he feels about you. God damn it, Viggo! I love you both so much, it's killing me watching you two slowly destroying yourselves!"
Sean stepped over to Viggo and gently laid his hands on either side of Viggo's face, raising it until Viggo was looking into his eyes. "He loves you, Vig. And you love him. That's all that matters. Leave the past in the past. Give the lad another chance. Give yourself another chance. God knows you both deserve it. You've both suffered enough. It's time to start over."
Viggo nodded slowly, then turned his head and gently kissed Sean's palm. "Thank you, Sean. Thank you."
Sean wiped Viggo's tears away with his thumbs then placed a soft kiss on his friend's forehead and smiled. "Don't thank me. Like I told the Elf, I'm doing it for my own reasons. The two of you are driving me insane pining away for each other!"
Viggo couldn't help laughing. "Somehow I can easily believe that! Still an insolent Steward!" His expression turned serious again for a moment. "Seriously Sean, thank you for caring enough to do this. And for putting up with us."
Sean smiled. "You're worth it, both of you. Now you better get to bed. You're not as young as you used to be and you've got two years worth of making up to do tomorrow."
Author: Edgespet
Pairing: Viggo/Orlando, Sean B
Rating: R - my boys tend to swear. A lot.
Warnings: None really, just profuse cursing.
Feedback: Please, please! This is my first V/O fic & I'm still getting a feel for writing them. Any helpful comments or suggestions are more than welcome. Also not Beta-ed, so please let me know when you find mistakes!
Summary: Based (loosely) on the beautiful song of the same name by Celine Dion. Also based on the assumption that Viggo & Orlando had a fairly serious affair in NZ but Viggo broke it off so as not to hurt Orli's career.
Disclaimer: *sigh* Not true.
Sean Bean considered himself to be a patient man but by the third morning of his stay with Viggo, he was at his wit's end. Viggo was doing his best to be a good host, but Sean knew him well enough by now to know that Viggo's mind and heart were elsewhere. Sean was sitting alone in the guest bedroom trying to decide what to do. Viggo was out tending the horses so Sean knew he had a few minutes. Taking a deep breath and praying that he was doing the right thing, Sean picked up his mobile phone and hit speed dial.
" Hello? " Orli sounded like he was still mostly asleep.
"Orlando? I don't have much time so sit up and listen to me without arguing. Got it?"
"Beanie?! What's wrong? Are you okay?" He was wide awake now and sounded slightly panicked.
"I'm fine, Orli. Just listen to me, okay? Nothing's wrong ... well, nothing's wrong that can't be fixed. Your King needs you, Elf. I don't want to hear any of the usual bullshit out of you. I don't care what you have to do or who you have to piss off. I want you up here tomorrow morning."
"Oh god, Sean ...what's wrong? Is he hurt? What's happened?" Orlando was more than slightly panicked now. The thought that something might have happened to Viggo before they could make amends had Orli near tears.
"Viggo's fine, Elfboy. Other than pining away for you. I, on the other hand, am not fine. I'm sick to death of watching my two best friends slowly dying inside because you're both too fucking stubborn and afraid to admit that you can't live without each other. Two years is long enough, Orli."
Sean could her the tears in Orlando's voice when he spoke again. "I can't, Sean. After what I said to him ... he hates me ...I ..."
"God damn it, Orlando! You're not listening to me! He doesn't hate you! Get that though that pretty little head of yours! I'm telling you, he's as miserable as you are. Hear what I'm saying, Orlando. Really hear me. Viggo loves you. Loves you with his whole heart and soul and being. You haven't seen him in two years. I have. He's not the same person he was before. There's a part of Viggo that's gone ... dead ... Only you can bring it back." Sean's voice softened. "It's time, Orli. Please."
"Are you sure, Beanie? Does he really still love me?" The fear, sadness, disbelief and hope Sean could hear warring together in Orli's childlike question nearly broke his heart.
"Orli, I'm sure. I've never been more sure of anything in my life. Please trust me. You know I would never do anything to hurt either of you." Sean tried to lighten up the serious tone of the conversation. " Just get your sexy little arse up here by tomorrow morning."
A teasing note crept into Orlando's voice. "You think I've got a sexy arse, Beanie? You should've said something before..."
Sean smiled, pleased to hear the lightness back in Orlando's voice. "The whole world thinks you have a sexy arse, Elfboy. Who am I to argue? Listen, when you get in, give me a call on my mobile and I'll come and pick you up."
"I will. And Sean? Thank you."
"Don't thank me, Elfboy. I'm doing this for my own benefit. You two are driving me insane. I'll see you tomorrow."
Orlando laughed, suspecting that there might be more than just a grain of truth in what Sean said. "See you soon, Beanie."
He rang off and bounded out of bed to throw some clothes into an overnight bag and make plane reservations.
Sean thumbed off his phone then smiled down at it fondly. One down and one to go.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sean wondered all day long when, how or even if he should tell Viggo what he had planned. The opportunity finally presented itself late that evening as Sean sat in Viggo's studio watching him paint.
"Vig, we need to talk."
Viggo instantly put down his brush and turned to the man seated beside him. "Sure, Beanie. Is something wrong?"
Sean hesitated, looking at his friend. Orli he could take any day, but he and Viggo were pretty evenly matched and if Viggo decided to get pissed off and decked Sean ... well, Sean just didn't see it ending well for either of them. He finally decided that a semi-direct approach was his best bet. "I've got to go out for a couple hours in the morning."
"Okay ... is everything all right?"
"Um...." Sean took a deep breath and plunged in. "I'mgoingtotheairporttopickupOrlando."
Viggo's eyes flew open and he stared at Sean. "You're doing WHAT?? Please tell me I heard you wrong..."
"No, you didn't hear me wrong. I'm going to the airport to pick up Orlando and then I'm going to bring him back here and you two are going to kiss and make up or I'm going to strangle both of you!" Sean watched the stricken look on Viggo's face and prayed again that he had done the right thing.
Viggo slumped down onto the stool beside him and lowered his head, staring at his paint-splattered hands. "God, Sean. Why? Why?" Tears began coursing down Viggo's cheeks. "He hates me, Sean. With good reason. I broke his fucking heart because I was too afraid..."
Sean interrupted the rapid flow of words harshly, trying to get Viggo's attention. "Shut up, Viggo. Just shut the fuck up and listen to me." His voice softened, but was no less intense. "Yes, you broke his heart. And he broke your heart. And it's been two fucking years ago and neither of you has managed to get over it. I was with Orlando right before I came up here. You know what I saw? Not the beautiful, happy, golden boy from the tabloids. I saw an Elf with a broken heart. You're all he talked about, Viggo. He loves you, plain and simple. Whatever happened in the past hasn't changed the way he feels about you. God damn it, Viggo! I love you both so much, it's killing me watching you two slowly destroying yourselves!"
Sean stepped over to Viggo and gently laid his hands on either side of Viggo's face, raising it until Viggo was looking into his eyes. "He loves you, Vig. And you love him. That's all that matters. Leave the past in the past. Give the lad another chance. Give yourself another chance. God knows you both deserve it. You've both suffered enough. It's time to start over."
Viggo nodded slowly, then turned his head and gently kissed Sean's palm. "Thank you, Sean. Thank you."
Sean wiped Viggo's tears away with his thumbs then placed a soft kiss on his friend's forehead and smiled. "Don't thank me. Like I told the Elf, I'm doing it for my own reasons. The two of you are driving me insane pining away for each other!"
Viggo couldn't help laughing. "Somehow I can easily believe that! Still an insolent Steward!" His expression turned serious again for a moment. "Seriously Sean, thank you for caring enough to do this. And for putting up with us."
Sean smiled. "You're worth it, both of you. Now you better get to bed. You're not as young as you used to be and you've got two years worth of making up to do tomorrow."
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And thank you for not painting Kate as a monster just because he loves her too. It always puts me off of a story to think that the writer is so ignorant of the real people. Good fiction weaves around the hard facts.
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Me too!
I have to admit I don't really care much for Kate but then again I don't really know anything about her. However, I figure there has to be something substantial there for Orli to love her like he does. I just can't see him dating anyone just because they're beautiful - Orli has more depth than that. If she makes him happy, then I'm happy & wish them both the best. Of course, if she ever hurts him .... *arches back and hisses*
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