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Title: Unique
Author: Botticelli Angel (angelbotticelli)
Fandom: LotR RPS
Pairing: MonaBoyd
Rating: PG
Summary: Dom is unique. Billy knows that.
Disclaimer: Dom wears wristcuffs, this is fact, I know this is fact because I have seen pictures. Billy is Dom's friend, so has probably brough Dom one or two, but this is not fact, this is speculation. The intention behind said buying - if it ever occured - is more certainly NOT fact. So there, I am a big ol' liar.
Authors Notes: A series of 5 drabbles. I hate drabbles...no really I do.....why are you all looking so disbelieving?



~*~

Billy studied the leather wrist-cuff with keen interest. He’d seen Dom wear things like this and was debating whether or not to buy it for him. Though he was positive that Dom wouldn’t need another one, or want one picked by Billy, he was still tempted to purchase it.

Just because… Well, Dom.

Billy had never seen Dom wear the same on twice, and that fascinated Billy even more. How the leather or entwined rope bands that hugged and clinged to Dom’s slender wrists were always unique.

Unique like Dom.

Billy looked at it for a moment. The brought it.

~*~

Billy had bought the wrist-cuff for Dom over a month ago now. And it still sat, in its little blue paper bag, in Billy’s dresser drawer.

He’d seen Dom five times since he’d bought it. He would make it six that night.

Billy still wasn’t sure if he was ready to give it to Dom just yet.

What if he didn’t like it? If it didn’t fit? What then?

Billy would look like a fool. He’d certainly feel like one.

Dom was unique. One of a kind style wise. Billy wasn’t.

Maybe he wouldn’t give it to Dom after all.

~*~

“What’s this?” Dom asked, holding up the little blue bag that had been hiding in Billy’s dresser for months.

The one that contained a leather wrist-cuff for Dom.

“Oh.” Dom was *not* supposed to find that. “It’s for you.”

“Me?” Dom seemed genuinely surprised. Odd, as gifts between them were not a rare occurrence.

“Aye, you. Got in it the market last week. Saw it and thought of you.” Only part was a lie, Billy told himself.

Dom opened it and beamed. Pulling off the one he was wearing, he snapped on the gift.

“I love it. Thank you Billy.”

~*~

Billy had become fascinated with a small strip of smooth, black leather. Which just happened to reside around Dom’s wrist. It also just happened to be the one that Billy had bought for Dom.

Now, as a rule, Dom never wore the same wrist-cuff twice. Ever.

Always a new one, always a different one.

Yet he’d worn Billy’s more than once. In fact, more times than Billy could count. Both in front of Billy and in public.

Billy didn’t understand.

Dom was unique.

Dom was…Dom.

Was there more to this? A message?

Was it a sign?

Billy hoped it was.

~*~

Dom sat was opposite Billy, left hand fiddling with the wrist-cuff on his right arm. One of the ones that Billy had bought him.

It was the first things Billy had noticed.

Billy had been noticing it a lot lately.

He wanted a message around Dom’s wrist, so he’d been testing Dom.

Five more wrist-cuffs he’d bought him over the weeks. Now they were all that Dom wore.

There had to be a message, Billy was sure of it.

Now Dom was here there had to be something more between them.

So Billy kissed Dom.

And Dom kissed back.

~*~