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Title: Completion (1/1)
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simple_iniquity
Archive: Random Insanity - anywhere else, ask.
Pairing:Monaboyd
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Lies! All lies, I say!
Summary: Dom had pushed Billy to do it...
Notes:mcee made a wide-spreading challenge. Far be it for me not to hop on the bandwagon. I wrote to my default icon, as the rules stated. Started as a drabble and morphed into a ficlet. Fucking muses.
Dedication: Since this fic took over my brain and not the fic I planned on writing, I'm calling this fic a birthday present forautumnlecroix. <3 you, sweetie.
Billy knew he had just seen himself finally step over the line that separated sanity and insanity.
He felt Dom's breath on his face; short, quick pants, coming from his semi-parted mouth. Billy still had his hands cupped on his cheeks, and he willed them to let go, to just let go and back away, because he needed room to breathe, to think, to not be eye to eye with Dom. When he finally did let go, when he finally stepped - stumbled - backwards.
It was painfully silent and he felt awkward just standing there, staring down at his sneakers. He didn't dare look up again; he had enough of Dom's wide smoky blue-gray eyes staring at him. In his head, Billy blamed Dom for what he had done. If only Dom hadn't kept pressing, kept asking what was wrong, why things had changed so much between them, why, why, why...
It had turned into a bloody argument, almost. Billy avoided the questions, Dom pressed on - he always was a stubborn bastard - until Billy just...walked up to him and pressed his lips against Dom's. That was his answer. That was why things had changed. Billy almost wanted to laugh; for once, Dom got what he wanted - got his answer - and Billy doubted that he liked it.
"That's why." He said out loud without realizing it. Dom said nothing, and Billy took that as his answer. He felt his mind gain control of his body again slowly. "I'm sorry," he mumbled, feeling tears well up in his eyes that he violently fought back. He turned, not letting Dom answer, and walked toward the door. All he needed to do was get outside, breathe the fresh air, remind himself that he could ignore the fact that the only time he felt whole was when he was with Dom. He was, essentially, running away again, pretending that he wasn't crushed at Dom's response. He was building up the wall that had just been knocked down.
Only Dom stopped him. His grip on Billy's arm was not in any way painful, but it was enough to stop Billy from walking.
"Billy," Dom said, softly - he wasn't angry, at least, but Billy didn't turn around. He knew he would come undone if he looked at him; all the guilt and embarrassment was already building up in the tears rimming his eyes. Crying was something he didn't even like doing alone, never mind in front of someone.
"Let me go." Billy tried to sound threatening, flat-toned, but it came out as a small, pleading squeak.
"You can't just do that and walk away!" Dom argued. His voice was raised and held a hint of exasperation. Billy went silent, collecting himself mentally, before he turned around to face him. He dared to make eye contact, and all he saw was shocked confusion and, perhaps, a hint of worry. "Talk to me, Billy."
He felt bitter. He didn't want to talk, that was why he was hiding any acknowledgement of feelings for Dom in the first place. "What's there to say?"
"You just kissed me. I think there's plenty to say." Dom argued, frowning.
"I told you, you know that? I said you didn't want to know what was wrong. But you kept pushing. And...that's what happened. You have you answer." he pulled his arm from Dom's grip, irritated at Dom and at the situation and at himself. "What do you want me to say? That I only feel complete when you're with me? That I've got feelings that run far deeper than I ever had? Are you happy now? Satisfied?"
Dom went silent. Billy was just about to leave again when he finally said, "Shit, Billy. Why didn't you just tell me that in the first place?"
"Would it make a difference?"
"Of course it would have. I've been feeling like shit since you started this!" he exclaimed. "Always ignoring me, treating me like I did something wrong...you could have just said it, and it would have been over with. I mean, bloody hell, even if I didn't like what you just did? I still wouldn't have been that upset. Come on, Billy, you know me!"
"I didn't mean to..."
"I mean, you're sitting there, talking about how you were affected...well, at least you knew why you were away from me. You left me in the dark, and then you do this, and try to leave me again. Try having a little consideration for me, here. Especially when the feelings are fucking mutual."
It took him a few seconds and a kiss to actually comprehend what Dom had just said. At first, the kiss was awkward - even more than the first, possibly - because Billy tensed up in the embrace. Dom was stubborn, though, and kept at it until Billy began to relax into it. When they parted, Billy stood, breathless, stunned. Dom grinned lopsidedly.
"So, before you go running, I'd love to hear more about how much you like me. The completion line was great - classic cheesiness. I love it."
Billy just blinked and stared at him before, after a moment of silent realization, a smile crept onto his face.
Author:
simple_iniquityArchive: Random Insanity - anywhere else, ask.
Pairing:Monaboyd
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Lies! All lies, I say!
Summary: Dom had pushed Billy to do it...
Notes:
mcee made a wide-spreading challenge. Far be it for me not to hop on the bandwagon. I wrote to my default icon, as the rules stated. Started as a drabble and morphed into a ficlet. Fucking muses.Dedication: Since this fic took over my brain and not the fic I planned on writing, I'm calling this fic a birthday present for
autumnlecroix. <3 you, sweetie.Billy knew he had just seen himself finally step over the line that separated sanity and insanity.
He felt Dom's breath on his face; short, quick pants, coming from his semi-parted mouth. Billy still had his hands cupped on his cheeks, and he willed them to let go, to just let go and back away, because he needed room to breathe, to think, to not be eye to eye with Dom. When he finally did let go, when he finally stepped - stumbled - backwards.
It was painfully silent and he felt awkward just standing there, staring down at his sneakers. He didn't dare look up again; he had enough of Dom's wide smoky blue-gray eyes staring at him. In his head, Billy blamed Dom for what he had done. If only Dom hadn't kept pressing, kept asking what was wrong, why things had changed so much between them, why, why, why...
It had turned into a bloody argument, almost. Billy avoided the questions, Dom pressed on - he always was a stubborn bastard - until Billy just...walked up to him and pressed his lips against Dom's. That was his answer. That was why things had changed. Billy almost wanted to laugh; for once, Dom got what he wanted - got his answer - and Billy doubted that he liked it.
"That's why." He said out loud without realizing it. Dom said nothing, and Billy took that as his answer. He felt his mind gain control of his body again slowly. "I'm sorry," he mumbled, feeling tears well up in his eyes that he violently fought back. He turned, not letting Dom answer, and walked toward the door. All he needed to do was get outside, breathe the fresh air, remind himself that he could ignore the fact that the only time he felt whole was when he was with Dom. He was, essentially, running away again, pretending that he wasn't crushed at Dom's response. He was building up the wall that had just been knocked down.
Only Dom stopped him. His grip on Billy's arm was not in any way painful, but it was enough to stop Billy from walking.
"Billy," Dom said, softly - he wasn't angry, at least, but Billy didn't turn around. He knew he would come undone if he looked at him; all the guilt and embarrassment was already building up in the tears rimming his eyes. Crying was something he didn't even like doing alone, never mind in front of someone.
"Let me go." Billy tried to sound threatening, flat-toned, but it came out as a small, pleading squeak.
"You can't just do that and walk away!" Dom argued. His voice was raised and held a hint of exasperation. Billy went silent, collecting himself mentally, before he turned around to face him. He dared to make eye contact, and all he saw was shocked confusion and, perhaps, a hint of worry. "Talk to me, Billy."
He felt bitter. He didn't want to talk, that was why he was hiding any acknowledgement of feelings for Dom in the first place. "What's there to say?"
"You just kissed me. I think there's plenty to say." Dom argued, frowning.
"I told you, you know that? I said you didn't want to know what was wrong. But you kept pushing. And...that's what happened. You have you answer." he pulled his arm from Dom's grip, irritated at Dom and at the situation and at himself. "What do you want me to say? That I only feel complete when you're with me? That I've got feelings that run far deeper than I ever had? Are you happy now? Satisfied?"
Dom went silent. Billy was just about to leave again when he finally said, "Shit, Billy. Why didn't you just tell me that in the first place?"
"Would it make a difference?"
"Of course it would have. I've been feeling like shit since you started this!" he exclaimed. "Always ignoring me, treating me like I did something wrong...you could have just said it, and it would have been over with. I mean, bloody hell, even if I didn't like what you just did? I still wouldn't have been that upset. Come on, Billy, you know me!"
"I didn't mean to..."
"I mean, you're sitting there, talking about how you were affected...well, at least you knew why you were away from me. You left me in the dark, and then you do this, and try to leave me again. Try having a little consideration for me, here. Especially when the feelings are fucking mutual."
It took him a few seconds and a kiss to actually comprehend what Dom had just said. At first, the kiss was awkward - even more than the first, possibly - because Billy tensed up in the embrace. Dom was stubborn, though, and kept at it until Billy began to relax into it. When they parted, Billy stood, breathless, stunned. Dom grinned lopsidedly.
"So, before you go running, I'd love to hear more about how much you like me. The completion line was great - classic cheesiness. I love it."
Billy just blinked and stared at him before, after a moment of silent realization, a smile crept onto his face.
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I'm glad you liked it!
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Adorable.
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