(FIC) Longing? 1/1

[konishi-zen.livejournal.com]

Eh. Something I am writing...not sure where to place this, really.

Longing

Disclaimers: Don't own, Don't sue. I seriously own nothing anymore. Prose and situation is mine, the people are borrowed. We mean them no harm.

Warning: Introspective Angst, AU.

Rating: PG-13

Pairing: Unrequited DM/OB, Established DM/BB

Archive: xochiquetzalfic , anyone else, ask.

crossposted to: monaboyd and fellow_shippers

Dominic looks at the clock and sighs in frustration. Two more hours (more or less...they usually make him go half an hour early) before he can go home and do nothing without feeling guilty. Teaching English isn't that difficult for someone with an education degree and experience on both sides of the fence.

Besides, not to be conceited, but he knows he's a good teacher and does try to keep everything exciting and occasionally unorthodox. But they learn.

He checks his email again and mutters softly when the in box shows zero messages. Not even spam. Crap.

Not that spam is great, but hell, it would be kind of nice to know even a spam bot is thinking of him.

"Time difference" He mutters to himself as he settles back in his chair and stirs his second coffee of the day. He actually hates coffee and in the East, it's utter shite. From a machine usually, and the sugar is never fully stirred in properly. But then, if there was a soda machine or a way to sneak out to the corner store at lunch...

He toys with that idea for about two minutes. He may crave soda, but he certainly doesn't crave it enough to go up that steep hill. Once a day is enough for him, thank you very much.

He sighs again and the locks of hair blow up with his breath before settling in his eyes again. He should cut his hair, since the damage and the humidity is getting to it, but he feels vulnerable enough with it the length it is at the time.

He looks up at the concrete ceiling painted white and tries really hard to not miss anyone at home, while wondering who else he can email today. He's already emailed all the people in the "friends" category, an even emailed the one in the grey category.

The category of "It was a drunken night, I miscalculated you did the same,you embraced me, kissed me, slapped my arse and systematically stripped me of all my defenses...and now even though I'm afraid, I'm longing to hear your voice with its quirky accent and see those weird eyes gleam with something..."

He sucks in a breath and looks out the window to the sun-baked yard outside. He didn't want to feel that way. he had someone else. It was true that they were apart for a year, but he could suck it up...couldn't he?

He shook his head, knowing that he was actually failing bitterly at that. He was falling for him, with his long black hair and mysterious eyes. And it wasn't just the loneliness talking...he would probably have felt that way with Billy at his side.

He wanted to move on...he didn't want to be gutted like that. It was bad enough being alone over the weekend, agonizing over trivial things, but also realizing that he was...falling for him was enough to have sent him into a stupor he was having a hell of a time getting over.

"He's got someone else...and the friend...god..." He muttered as he ran his hands through his hair in exasperation. He was mooning...and it sucked. It was even worse when he went over the line about wanting to meet him and his friends for coffee rather than at the pub. He wondered if the longing was obvious there and if so, what kind would Orlando think was there?

"I'm a fucken fool." he groaned and walked away from the window. He looked at the clock again. Class again in fifteen minutes.

"What the hell." He opened up his email again.

One message...

Comments

[facethesky.livejournal.com]

oh snap!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[konishi-zen.livejournal.com]

I know. I know. I had to leave it like that since I am actually still waiting for that email...screw it. I'm actually working on the sequel now.

[doodle-lover.livejournal.com]

oh wow!! So this is what happen before...

AWWW! It's so...alksdjoiauvlkelkoiu...you know?

Simply awesome.