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fellowshippers2004-02-01 12:40 am
flumsan.livejournal.com) wrote in fellowshippers2004-02-01 12:40 am
I'm going mental..
..with boredome.
Anyone who has an idea for a fic, but don't intend to write it..? I've run out of ideas and I'm desperate to write something. Anything!
*whines*
I'm posting a short one I wrote a while ago too. It's BB/DM and it's Rated G.
Dom always thought crying while the rain was pouring down was a good idea. “‘Cause if you’re walking really fast, nobody will se if all the wetness in your face is tears or raindrops.”
And so he did. He cried while walking away from Billy’s house.
But when he got onto the bus it wasn’t as easy anymore. The fact that the wetness on his cheeks didn’t dry although the rest of him did was hard to deny. The whimpers that escaped from his mouth couldn’t be blamed on the rain or feeling cold, since the bus was pretty warm. And pretty crowded as well.
And so he cried. Cried while travelling further away from Billy’s house.
Getting off the bus was a relief. Because now the rain was on his face again and blended with his tears. He walked down the small path and came to the bench where him and Billy had their first kiss. He could remember it as if it was yesterday though months, even years had passed. And he just couldn’t sit down. He simply stood there. Waiting. Hoping.
And so he cried. Cried for feeling so lonely. Because no comforting arms (Billy’s) were holding him, no hands (Billy’s) were caressing his back.
But suddenly, comforting arms (Billy’s?) were holding him.
Hot breath in his ear, thick accent saying;
“It’s alright Dominic. You can cry. I was being stupid anyways.” Billy!
And so he did. Cried and smiled and laughed and sobbed while being kissed.
Kissed by Billy.
His Billy.
Anyone who has an idea for a fic, but don't intend to write it..? I've run out of ideas and I'm desperate to write something. Anything!
*whines*
I'm posting a short one I wrote a while ago too. It's BB/DM and it's Rated G.
Dom always thought crying while the rain was pouring down was a good idea. “‘Cause if you’re walking really fast, nobody will se if all the wetness in your face is tears or raindrops.”
And so he did. He cried while walking away from Billy’s house.
But when he got onto the bus it wasn’t as easy anymore. The fact that the wetness on his cheeks didn’t dry although the rest of him did was hard to deny. The whimpers that escaped from his mouth couldn’t be blamed on the rain or feeling cold, since the bus was pretty warm. And pretty crowded as well.
And so he cried. Cried while travelling further away from Billy’s house.
Getting off the bus was a relief. Because now the rain was on his face again and blended with his tears. He walked down the small path and came to the bench where him and Billy had their first kiss. He could remember it as if it was yesterday though months, even years had passed. And he just couldn’t sit down. He simply stood there. Waiting. Hoping.
And so he cried. Cried for feeling so lonely. Because no comforting arms (Billy’s) were holding him, no hands (Billy’s) were caressing his back.
But suddenly, comforting arms (Billy’s?) were holding him.
Hot breath in his ear, thick accent saying;
“It’s alright Dominic. You can cry. I was being stupid anyways.” Billy!
And so he did. Cried and smiled and laughed and sobbed while being kissed.
Kissed by Billy.
His Billy.