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Title: Eyes
Pairing: Dom/Lij
Rating: Pg
Summary: Dom reminisces.
Notes: This is my very first attempt at any sort of RPS so believe me, feedback would be really appreciated. Thanks.
The first thing that anyone notices about Elijah is his eyes.
I didn’t. I don’t know why. I just remember the first time I met him, I never thought about his eyes. I thought more about the way he would bite his nails when he was nervous, or the way he’d never let on that he was tired, even when is eyelids began to droop.
The first few weeks before filming even started were possible the worst weeks of my life. Every moment spent with Elijah was just pure awkwardness. I didn’t know why, but I knew that there was something about Lij that was just completely different to what I felt towards the other members of the fellowship. I mean, sure, Billy and I got on as if we’d known each other for years but it just wasn’t the same.
I remember one time when the fellowship went out for a celebratory drink. I couldn’t tare my eyes away from him. His silky, pale skin had me entrapped. I couldn’t stop imagining. My mind was running wild with the thoughts of what his skin would feel like pressed against mine. How soft it would be to trail my fingertips down his jawbone and further towards the hollow of his neck. Even the thought of drawing the outline of his cheekbones with the tip of my tongue was driving my mind wild.
I had been so lost in my thoughts; I hadn’t even heard Billy or Elijah speak. One of them, I’m not sure which one, had asked me if I was all right, and the other had offered to buy me a drink. I couldn’t speak. My throat had become painfully dry. I panicked. They obviously knew something was up and my increasing silence was attracting the attention of various other members of the fellowship. I made up some silly excuse that I needed some space and quickly exited the bar, not even waiting to hear their reactions.
From then on I found myself constantly lying. The excuses were beginning to sound ridiculous but I was too blinded to see. After about a week of filming, Elijah confronted me. My heart was pounding hard enough to burst right out of my chest as I opened my hotel door to see him standing on the other side. I’d jerked the door open fast enough that I’d slightly flung myself forward so we were almost nose to nose. I’ll never forget feeling his warm breath sweeping across my skin as if made of the finest silk. I reluctantly stepped back and invited him in.
“Dom, What’s up? The guys are pretty worried about you. You’ve been acting really oddly lately.” He asked.
I glanced at the floor and stuffed my hands in my pockets and shrugged. He rolled his eyes and asked again. I couldn’t tell him. It would ruin everything. We had to spend the next two years together! I couldn’t randomly proclaim my undying love for him! He joked about something and when I didn’t laugh he playfully shoved me and leant backwards, falling against the wall, having no strength whatsoever to retaliate.
He dropped the jokes after sensing something was wrong. I felt a small hand grip gently at my shoulder and the other turned my head to face him. The tears were forming in my eyes and holding them back anymore seems absurd. So I let my cheeks be coated in the clear crystal tears.
I tore my eyes from the floor, green-blue meeting electric blue, “I can’t do it any more Lij,” I sobbed pathetically, “It hurts to much to continue pretending. I’m so sorry Lij. I never meant to hurt you…or anyone! It wasn’t meant to be this way!”
“What wasn’t? Dom, speak to me.” He furrowed his brow and looked at me with those pleading eyes that no one can resist.
“I…I love you Lij…and for that I’m sorry. With all my heart I’m sorry. I understand if you find me disgusting,” I looked at him again, his face was completely emotionless, “Oh god, please say something. Lij, I’m sorry!” But he didn’t say anything. He didn’t say anything for a long time. Instead he pressed his body firmly close to mine and brushed his sweet lips against my own. The kiss was long and passionate. I could honestly say that wasn’t expected. If anything I thought he’d hate me. With his lips still pressed against mine I heard him giggle and a small smile played across his lips.
I pulled back and raised my eyebrow at him, “What’s so funny?” I asked. My hands were still trembling slightly.
“Nothing I just…me and Billy were discussing how gay we thought you were the other day.” He giggled the only way Lij can and placed his hands on my hips. One of his small hands snaked its way from my waist, up over my chest and rested on the back of my neck. His lips close but not close enough. He leant upwards and placed a small kiss on the end of my nose. That perfect smirk of his was across his lips again.
“Lij you git, I hate you.” I stated simply.
“Love you too Dom.”
That’s why I’m here. Slowly sipping coffee in bed. Lij is asleep beside me. His eyes closed and his lips parted slightly as he sleeps. The sheets seem to have taken him hostage due to his constant tossing and turning. His dark black hair contrasting against the white of the pillow. I’m bored and I can’t sleep, which sucks because I know I’ll have to get up early for feet tomorrow. I place the cup on the bedside table and lie reach down to kiss his fellowship tattoo. The tattoo that’ll keep up together. I simply can’t resist blowing cool air over the now wet patch of skin around his tattoo.
His eyelids flicker open and he reaches out for me. I lie down, pulling his top half onto my chest. The gap in the curtain allows the sunlight to stream through into the bedroom. Only then do I notice his eyes illuminated in the silver glow of the moonlight. He looks up at me before closing his crystal like eyes and falling asleep almost instantly. There are so many more things to Elijah. More than just his eyes, and each thing, each and everything I can’t help but love.
Pairing: Dom/Lij
Rating: Pg
Summary: Dom reminisces.
Notes: This is my very first attempt at any sort of RPS so believe me, feedback would be really appreciated. Thanks.
The first thing that anyone notices about Elijah is his eyes.
I didn’t. I don’t know why. I just remember the first time I met him, I never thought about his eyes. I thought more about the way he would bite his nails when he was nervous, or the way he’d never let on that he was tired, even when is eyelids began to droop.
The first few weeks before filming even started were possible the worst weeks of my life. Every moment spent with Elijah was just pure awkwardness. I didn’t know why, but I knew that there was something about Lij that was just completely different to what I felt towards the other members of the fellowship. I mean, sure, Billy and I got on as if we’d known each other for years but it just wasn’t the same.
I remember one time when the fellowship went out for a celebratory drink. I couldn’t tare my eyes away from him. His silky, pale skin had me entrapped. I couldn’t stop imagining. My mind was running wild with the thoughts of what his skin would feel like pressed against mine. How soft it would be to trail my fingertips down his jawbone and further towards the hollow of his neck. Even the thought of drawing the outline of his cheekbones with the tip of my tongue was driving my mind wild.
I had been so lost in my thoughts; I hadn’t even heard Billy or Elijah speak. One of them, I’m not sure which one, had asked me if I was all right, and the other had offered to buy me a drink. I couldn’t speak. My throat had become painfully dry. I panicked. They obviously knew something was up and my increasing silence was attracting the attention of various other members of the fellowship. I made up some silly excuse that I needed some space and quickly exited the bar, not even waiting to hear their reactions.
From then on I found myself constantly lying. The excuses were beginning to sound ridiculous but I was too blinded to see. After about a week of filming, Elijah confronted me. My heart was pounding hard enough to burst right out of my chest as I opened my hotel door to see him standing on the other side. I’d jerked the door open fast enough that I’d slightly flung myself forward so we were almost nose to nose. I’ll never forget feeling his warm breath sweeping across my skin as if made of the finest silk. I reluctantly stepped back and invited him in.
“Dom, What’s up? The guys are pretty worried about you. You’ve been acting really oddly lately.” He asked.
I glanced at the floor and stuffed my hands in my pockets and shrugged. He rolled his eyes and asked again. I couldn’t tell him. It would ruin everything. We had to spend the next two years together! I couldn’t randomly proclaim my undying love for him! He joked about something and when I didn’t laugh he playfully shoved me and leant backwards, falling against the wall, having no strength whatsoever to retaliate.
He dropped the jokes after sensing something was wrong. I felt a small hand grip gently at my shoulder and the other turned my head to face him. The tears were forming in my eyes and holding them back anymore seems absurd. So I let my cheeks be coated in the clear crystal tears.
I tore my eyes from the floor, green-blue meeting electric blue, “I can’t do it any more Lij,” I sobbed pathetically, “It hurts to much to continue pretending. I’m so sorry Lij. I never meant to hurt you…or anyone! It wasn’t meant to be this way!”
“What wasn’t? Dom, speak to me.” He furrowed his brow and looked at me with those pleading eyes that no one can resist.
“I…I love you Lij…and for that I’m sorry. With all my heart I’m sorry. I understand if you find me disgusting,” I looked at him again, his face was completely emotionless, “Oh god, please say something. Lij, I’m sorry!” But he didn’t say anything. He didn’t say anything for a long time. Instead he pressed his body firmly close to mine and brushed his sweet lips against my own. The kiss was long and passionate. I could honestly say that wasn’t expected. If anything I thought he’d hate me. With his lips still pressed against mine I heard him giggle and a small smile played across his lips.
I pulled back and raised my eyebrow at him, “What’s so funny?” I asked. My hands were still trembling slightly.
“Nothing I just…me and Billy were discussing how gay we thought you were the other day.” He giggled the only way Lij can and placed his hands on my hips. One of his small hands snaked its way from my waist, up over my chest and rested on the back of my neck. His lips close but not close enough. He leant upwards and placed a small kiss on the end of my nose. That perfect smirk of his was across his lips again.
“Lij you git, I hate you.” I stated simply.
“Love you too Dom.”
That’s why I’m here. Slowly sipping coffee in bed. Lij is asleep beside me. His eyes closed and his lips parted slightly as he sleeps. The sheets seem to have taken him hostage due to his constant tossing and turning. His dark black hair contrasting against the white of the pillow. I’m bored and I can’t sleep, which sucks because I know I’ll have to get up early for feet tomorrow. I place the cup on the bedside table and lie reach down to kiss his fellowship tattoo. The tattoo that’ll keep up together. I simply can’t resist blowing cool air over the now wet patch of skin around his tattoo.
His eyelids flicker open and he reaches out for me. I lie down, pulling his top half onto my chest. The gap in the curtain allows the sunlight to stream through into the bedroom. Only then do I notice his eyes illuminated in the silver glow of the moonlight. He looks up at me before closing his crystal like eyes and falling asleep almost instantly. There are so many more things to Elijah. More than just his eyes, and each thing, each and everything I can’t help but love.
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