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maidenvixen.livejournal.com) wrote in
fellowshippers2003-10-12 12:54 am
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This is a fiction writtin for
casey765
For the
fellow_shippers Flash-fic-athon
It had to be either Dom/Lij or Orli/Lij, and Caseys requirement was "Must be together and *happy* at the end (but not excessively schmoopy!)"
i hope i did it, its a lil schmoopy lmao
Title: Stuck on Repeat
Rating and Pairing: Lij/Orli (my first one!) PG
Authors Notes:Based around Incubus song "I miss you"
disclaimer: its all lies, i own nothing but my words.
He couldn't believe it was still playing. It been on repeat all day, since the moment he had dragged his sulky butt out of bed and groggily rummaged through his CD's. Elijah loved Incubus, especially the Make Yourself CD and usually he'd hear it all out. Appreciate it. But not today, today he had flipped straight to number ten. I Miss You. The angst of it all, Elijah was beginning to enjoy moping to much for his own good and as he sung along whole-heartedly he couldn't help but reminisce. It just seemed like the appropriate 'Lij' thing to do.
To see you when I wake up, is a gift I didn't think could be real. That first morning, that first morning after. Elijah wasn't sure whether it was the after-glow that woke him or the beam of hot sunlight the window filtered onto his bed. But honestly, it didn't matter. This was one morning where the only beauty Elijah felt like appreciating was the one lying beside him. Lying, Elijah chuckled at the thought, sprawled was more like it. His golden limps strewn across the white sheets and his tawny mane crowning the pillow with a gorgeous adornment it had never known before. Elijah hadn't thought it was real; he'd brushed his hand down Orlando’s side to make sure and had been rewarded with a 'lright, Lij' and a grin that could level the millions. It had been the afterglow of the beginning of forever. A gift he now knew to be real.
To know that you feel the same as I do, is a three-fold, utopian dream. Those three little words that needn't been named hadn't been exchanged in the throws of passion. Nor in the ending of a conversation. They weren't even given out over a romantic dinner. No, the first time Orlando had told Elijah he loved him was in the midst of their first real fight. The stupid thing is Elijah can't even recall what prompted it. He only remembered Orli throwing his hands up in surrender and retaliating "For Christ sake Elijah! I love you! Isn't that enough?" Elijah had shut up and conceded defeat (for once) and nodded. "It'll always be enough. I love you."(He had been tempted to say 'more' just for arguments sake but Orlando was already advancing, tugging at his shirt) and they'd shared that furiously passionate sex that only occurs after massive fights, or so it was in their case. But somehow the tenderness of "I love you" sex had been incorporated. Elijah smiled - tenderly rough that was his Lando to a T. His three fold utopian dream, every kiss was paradise.
You do something to me that I can’t explain. So would I be out of line if i said I miss you Every tender gaze, every brush of his hand, every kiss of his lips continued to wake a feeling from the depths of Elijah’s heart. It was true, he couldn’t explain it but he knew it was some form of undying love. He loved the way Orli made him smile, they way he made him giggle, churn and squeal. He adored the way Orlandos face could not hide even the smallest inkling of feeling whenever he was involved. Orlando had told him once, "Every thing i am as an actor goes out the window when im when you Lij. And i don't care, i want you to know me, openly and honestly. I never want to deceive you. And Elijah knew he wouldn't. Most of all Elijah loved the way he missed him. A dull ache throbbing throughout his being. To him it only meant one thing, and forever was sounding better everyday.
I see your picture, I smell your skin on the empty pillow, next to mine. You have only been gone ten days, But already I’m wasting away. At these lyrics Elijah couldn't help but lift his gaze to the photo of Orlando on this bedside table. Grinning that goofy grin, that grin that had caught him. And he nestled his head further into Orlando's pillow inhaling deeply whilst still trying to sing. It was quite an unhealthy predicament and after a moment of choking he concluded the scent of Orli (so undefinable) was fading. It had been 12days, not 10, and Elijah was wasting away. The song played one as Elijah hoisted himself from their bed {I know I’ll see you again, Whether far or soon. But I need you to know that I care, And, I miss You.} and picked up his pager. "Lando: I know I’ll see you again, whether far or soon but I need you to know that I care and I miss You. Lij."
A few minutes later (half a song later) and his pager beeped: "Lij, get your hot lil butt outta bed, turn incubus off repeat and call me. break in filming. I miss you more than any song can sing - Lando.
For the
It had to be either Dom/Lij or Orli/Lij, and Caseys requirement was "Must be together and *happy* at the end (but not excessively schmoopy!)"
i hope i did it, its a lil schmoopy lmao
Title: Stuck on Repeat
Rating and Pairing: Lij/Orli (my first one!) PG
Authors Notes:Based around Incubus song "I miss you"
disclaimer: its all lies, i own nothing but my words.
He couldn't believe it was still playing. It been on repeat all day, since the moment he had dragged his sulky butt out of bed and groggily rummaged through his CD's. Elijah loved Incubus, especially the Make Yourself CD and usually he'd hear it all out. Appreciate it. But not today, today he had flipped straight to number ten. I Miss You. The angst of it all, Elijah was beginning to enjoy moping to much for his own good and as he sung along whole-heartedly he couldn't help but reminisce. It just seemed like the appropriate 'Lij' thing to do.
To see you when I wake up, is a gift I didn't think could be real. That first morning, that first morning after. Elijah wasn't sure whether it was the after-glow that woke him or the beam of hot sunlight the window filtered onto his bed. But honestly, it didn't matter. This was one morning where the only beauty Elijah felt like appreciating was the one lying beside him. Lying, Elijah chuckled at the thought, sprawled was more like it. His golden limps strewn across the white sheets and his tawny mane crowning the pillow with a gorgeous adornment it had never known before. Elijah hadn't thought it was real; he'd brushed his hand down Orlando’s side to make sure and had been rewarded with a 'lright, Lij' and a grin that could level the millions. It had been the afterglow of the beginning of forever. A gift he now knew to be real.
To know that you feel the same as I do, is a three-fold, utopian dream. Those three little words that needn't been named hadn't been exchanged in the throws of passion. Nor in the ending of a conversation. They weren't even given out over a romantic dinner. No, the first time Orlando had told Elijah he loved him was in the midst of their first real fight. The stupid thing is Elijah can't even recall what prompted it. He only remembered Orli throwing his hands up in surrender and retaliating "For Christ sake Elijah! I love you! Isn't that enough?" Elijah had shut up and conceded defeat (for once) and nodded. "It'll always be enough. I love you."(He had been tempted to say 'more' just for arguments sake but Orlando was already advancing, tugging at his shirt) and they'd shared that furiously passionate sex that only occurs after massive fights, or so it was in their case. But somehow the tenderness of "I love you" sex had been incorporated. Elijah smiled - tenderly rough that was his Lando to a T. His three fold utopian dream, every kiss was paradise.
You do something to me that I can’t explain. So would I be out of line if i said I miss you Every tender gaze, every brush of his hand, every kiss of his lips continued to wake a feeling from the depths of Elijah’s heart. It was true, he couldn’t explain it but he knew it was some form of undying love. He loved the way Orli made him smile, they way he made him giggle, churn and squeal. He adored the way Orlandos face could not hide even the smallest inkling of feeling whenever he was involved. Orlando had told him once, "Every thing i am as an actor goes out the window when im when you Lij. And i don't care, i want you to know me, openly and honestly. I never want to deceive you. And Elijah knew he wouldn't. Most of all Elijah loved the way he missed him. A dull ache throbbing throughout his being. To him it only meant one thing, and forever was sounding better everyday.
I see your picture, I smell your skin on the empty pillow, next to mine. You have only been gone ten days, But already I’m wasting away. At these lyrics Elijah couldn't help but lift his gaze to the photo of Orlando on this bedside table. Grinning that goofy grin, that grin that had caught him. And he nestled his head further into Orlando's pillow inhaling deeply whilst still trying to sing. It was quite an unhealthy predicament and after a moment of choking he concluded the scent of Orli (so undefinable) was fading. It had been 12days, not 10, and Elijah was wasting away. The song played one as Elijah hoisted himself from their bed {I know I’ll see you again, Whether far or soon. But I need you to know that I care, And, I miss You.} and picked up his pager. "Lando: I know I’ll see you again, whether far or soon but I need you to know that I care and I miss You. Lij."
A few minutes later (half a song later) and his pager beeped: "Lij, get your hot lil butt outta bed, turn incubus off repeat and call me. break in filming. I miss you more than any song can sing - Lando.

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I like this, it's really cute. Thankyou for participating :)
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Lij is a geek fullstop: thats why we luve him ^_~
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Glad to make you smile :)
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That was so good. <3'd it!
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im here to please lol