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Love (1/1)
TITLE: Love. (1/1) [ficlet]
CATEGORY: LotR RPS
PAIRING: Billy/Orlando
RATING: G
FEEDBACK: Sure, why not.
SUMMARY: Just a snapshot.
DISCLAIMER: They belong to themselves.
Billy thinks that if you say "I love you" too often, it loses all meaning. It becomes just another three words that people use to get what they want. Sometimes, Billy thinks that he should try not to feel this way, especially not about Orlando. But then, he reasons, why should he? He's always been this way. Affectionate to the extent of annoying people, sure, he has no problem with that. And love is something that comes easily and naturally to Billy. But saying it should mean something, he thinks. And if it means something, it can't just be words. It has to be pain and bitterness and fear and confusion and above all, it has to be not caring about those things because it has to be true.
Orlando says "I love you" a lot. He says it when he thinks Billy's mad at him and he says it when Billy's being so quiet it unnerves everyone. He says it when he wakes up, when he leaves Billy's sight, when he re-enters it. He says it as often as he can because he wants Billy to know it. To really know that he's the only one for Orlando. He wants Billy to know it, but more than that, all he really wants is for Billy to say it back. He's said it before, of course. But he doesn't say it just for the hell of it, and he doesn't say it often. He doesn't say it to reassure and he doesn't say it to fill the silence.
Billy lies awake in bed with his fingers tangled in Orlando's hair and wonders if the man whose head is currently resting on his chest, whose breath rises and falls in peaceful slumber really does love him. He wonders who Orlando is trying to reassure with his constant declarations of love.
Orlando lies, feigning sleep, feeling the tug of Billy's fingers on individual strands of his hair. He keeps his eyes closed and his breathing steady because in daylight hours, he doesn't know whether he's loved or not. Now, in the darkness, he still doesn't know for sure. But Billy's fingers are in his hair, Billy's breath is on his cheek and he feels loved. It's almost enough.
CATEGORY: LotR RPS
PAIRING: Billy/Orlando
RATING: G
FEEDBACK: Sure, why not.
SUMMARY: Just a snapshot.
DISCLAIMER: They belong to themselves.
Billy thinks that if you say "I love you" too often, it loses all meaning. It becomes just another three words that people use to get what they want. Sometimes, Billy thinks that he should try not to feel this way, especially not about Orlando. But then, he reasons, why should he? He's always been this way. Affectionate to the extent of annoying people, sure, he has no problem with that. And love is something that comes easily and naturally to Billy. But saying it should mean something, he thinks. And if it means something, it can't just be words. It has to be pain and bitterness and fear and confusion and above all, it has to be not caring about those things because it has to be true.
Orlando says "I love you" a lot. He says it when he thinks Billy's mad at him and he says it when Billy's being so quiet it unnerves everyone. He says it when he wakes up, when he leaves Billy's sight, when he re-enters it. He says it as often as he can because he wants Billy to know it. To really know that he's the only one for Orlando. He wants Billy to know it, but more than that, all he really wants is for Billy to say it back. He's said it before, of course. But he doesn't say it just for the hell of it, and he doesn't say it often. He doesn't say it to reassure and he doesn't say it to fill the silence.
Billy lies awake in bed with his fingers tangled in Orlando's hair and wonders if the man whose head is currently resting on his chest, whose breath rises and falls in peaceful slumber really does love him. He wonders who Orlando is trying to reassure with his constant declarations of love.
Orlando lies, feigning sleep, feeling the tug of Billy's fingers on individual strands of his hair. He keeps his eyes closed and his breathing steady because in daylight hours, he doesn't know whether he's loved or not. Now, in the darkness, he still doesn't know for sure. But Billy's fingers are in his hair, Billy's breath is on his cheek and he feels loved. It's almost enough.
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It's almost enough
*shiver*
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MWAH!
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I loved it.
He wonders who Orlando is trying to reassure with his constant declarations of love. especially this. haunting with past doubts and hurts.
It's almost enough. always is.
*hearts*
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MWAH!
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MWAH!
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MWAH!
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Thank you for writing Orlilly :D Quite enjoyed as you know and keep up your glorificent writing!
MWAH!
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And yay, Orlilly. Heh, I just like the sound of the word. It's funny.
MWAH!
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Do me a favor and grab my heart off the floor please??? This was just a wonderful piece, very sad and uncertainty.
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PS: I love your icon.
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