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Fic: Haunted 1/1
Title: Haunted
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
doodle_lover
Beta: The amazingoften_adamanta
Pairing: Monaboyd, and a secret!
Rating: PG-13?? It's pretty tame...
Feedback: Yes, please!!! It's the oxygen I need to breath...
Warnings: Nada
Disclaimer: As Sam put it...Fickity-fic-fic...in other words...so not true.
Summary: Just a short something I wrote one day...Elijah feels haunted.
Billy’s hand slid up Elijah’s neck, and Dominic’s arm wound around his waist. Slowly, supporting him, they led him back to Billy’s car. Silently, they got in, Elijah sprawled across the back seat, and Billy drove away from the grave, winding his way through the cemetery. Dom glanced into the rearview mirror, eyebrows raised, “Are you ok?”
Elijah sighed. “It’s been a year. It’s just not getting any easier.” He turned and looked out of his window, watched the red, yellow, orange leaves float down to the ground.
Billy and Dom shared a knowing look.
“You know he loved you more than anything, right? All he wanted from life was to spend his with you.” Billy said, quietly.
Elijah’s sorrow-eyes turned to him. “I know, Bills. I just wish he was still here.”
“We all do, Doodle. We all miss him.” Billy whispered.
“He was a wonderful person, so amazing. He loved everyone. Everyone loved him.” Dom added.
“And he knew how much you loved him. He knew, Elijah.” Billy said, staring at Elijah in the mirror.
“And he still knows.” Orlando whispered, silent words ghosting across Elijah’s cheek, a soft caress.
And Elijah smiled.
Author:
doodle_loverBeta: The amazing
often_adamantaPairing: Monaboyd, and a secret!
Rating: PG-13?? It's pretty tame...
Feedback: Yes, please!!! It's the oxygen I need to breath...
Warnings: Nada
Disclaimer: As Sam put it...Fickity-fic-fic...in other words...so not true.
Summary: Just a short something I wrote one day...Elijah feels haunted.
Billy’s hand slid up Elijah’s neck, and Dominic’s arm wound around his waist. Slowly, supporting him, they led him back to Billy’s car. Silently, they got in, Elijah sprawled across the back seat, and Billy drove away from the grave, winding his way through the cemetery. Dom glanced into the rearview mirror, eyebrows raised, “Are you ok?”
Elijah sighed. “It’s been a year. It’s just not getting any easier.” He turned and looked out of his window, watched the red, yellow, orange leaves float down to the ground.
Billy and Dom shared a knowing look.
“You know he loved you more than anything, right? All he wanted from life was to spend his with you.” Billy said, quietly.
Elijah’s sorrow-eyes turned to him. “I know, Bills. I just wish he was still here.”
“We all do, Doodle. We all miss him.” Billy whispered.
“He was a wonderful person, so amazing. He loved everyone. Everyone loved him.” Dom added.
“And he knew how much you loved him. He knew, Elijah.” Billy said, staring at Elijah in the mirror.
“And he still knows.” Orlando whispered, silent words ghosting across Elijah’s cheek, a soft caress.
And Elijah smiled.
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