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Dommie, Dommie
by. not_a_lamb
pairing: Monaboyd
Warnings: FLUFF! , song!fic
Disclaimer: I don't know them or own them.
a/n: All mistakes are mine. Beware. This is what you get when I'm down and listening to Oldies.

It had been a long night with Billy tucked into Dom's side. The pub was crowded and the air was filled with smoke and laughter. Viggo was telling a story about fly fishing that Dom had tuned out long ago. All of his attention was on the Scottish thigh pressed against him and the Scottish head laying on his shoulder.

A little stage had been set up for Karaoke Night. The entire fellowship had come, seeking good clean fun and companionship. Karaoke had been a blast so far. Between Elijah's renditions of Frank Sinatra songs ("Go for it Blue Eyes!") and Ian singing "Like a Virgin", everyone had had a few good laughs.

Billy's hand on Dom's thigh startled him, tracing intricate, unknowable patterns on his jeans.

"Dommie?" Billy slurred, after far too many Scotches.

"Yes Bill," Dom murmured into ginger hair.

"I've got a shecret, Dommie," he whispered.

"And that is..." Dom replied through a chuckle.

"Hmm...'s tricky."

"Tricky how?" Dom's curiosity was beginning to pique.

"How 'bout I show you?"

"K."

Billy pressed his bow-shaped mouth to Dominic's tenderly. Dom pulled back, startled. He and Billy were close, sure. But not like that. Not that he would be against that, but Billy was straight. Wasn't he? Maybe not so straight. Dom smiled and leaned in to kiss Billy.

The man was asking for it, after all.

Billy's tongue was warm and searching inside Dom's mouth. When a little moan slipped out of Billy, Dom felt himself growing hard with desire. It was only the whistles and cheers that reminded him that they weren't alone.

"Woo hoo!" shouted Elijah. And Dom had the grace to blush. Billy pulled away with a smile.

"Yeah, I'll show you." He sounded determined.

Dom blinked. "Wasn't that it?"

"Nope." A grin.

Dom giggled. (actually giggled. What the fuck was going on? He'd had far too much beer to properly analyze the situation.)

"On you go then, Bills."

To Dom's surprise, Billy stood up and began to make his way to the stage.

"Oh God," Dom groaned. "Here he goes."

The music began and the "doobie doo"s made Dom flush in recognition. No he didn't...

"Dommie, Dommie,
Oh with your eyes so blue..."

Billy sang with all of his sloshed little Scottish heart.

Dom barked out a laugh and Orli let out a wolf whistle. Neither of these things seemed to phase Billy as he stared quite seriously at Dominic.

Dommie, Dommie
I've got a crush on you
Dommie, Dommie
I'm so in love with you

In love? Dom sank lower in his seat. Billy's eyes gleamed with emotion and Dom was getting a little misty as well. He just couldn't believe what he was hearing. At last.

Oh, when we walk
It seems like paradise
And when we talk
It always feels so nice
Dommie, Dommie
I'm so in love with you

Your my dream and I'm in heaven
Every time I look at you
When you smile it's like a dream
And I'm so lucky
'Cause I found a boy like you

Oh, Dommie, dooby doo
I'm in love with you
Dommie, dooby doo
I'm in love with you
Dommie, dooby doo
I'm in love with you

Dommie, Dommie
Oh, won't you hold me tight
Dommie, Dommie
Oh, can we kiss goodnight
Dommie, Dommie
I'm so in love with you

With gentlemanly bow, Billy departed the stage. Dom couldn't stop smiling.