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Title: We’re Goin’ Out Tonight.
Author: Me! Jess!
Pairing: Well, you could say Orlando/Elijah. But I really prefer to think of it as no pairing. Though there is kissing.
Rating: PG:13 for kissing and drug use!
Summery: They’re going out. Dom says so damn it.
Archive: Yeah, just tell meh.
Feedback: ohgodpleaseyes!!. That would be wonderful.
Warnings: LOTR RPS. If you don’t like it, don’t read it.I haven’t got a beta reader, because I don’t write much… so this has only had me go through it couple of times. (Thanks Ret)!
Also, I steal from real life. Ph34r.
Disclaimer: This is all complete fiction, and I mean no disrespect to anyone. As if they’d care.
“Hey Lij’, you’re comin’ out tonight!”
“… I am now?”
“You are now! Well, later actually. Pick you up at seven.”
“Uh, okay Dom.” Elijah knew better than to ask questions when Dom was on an obvious roll.
By the time he starts to say ‘bye’ Dom has already told him the who/what/where anyway.
---
Dom turns to Billy, “Lij down, Orli to go.” He says with a touch of pride.
“Your quickest yet,” Billy says and mock salutes him, “truly you are the master Dommie.”
Dom smiles as if Billy had just said he was god, instead of giving him a mildly-sarcastic-compliment. Billy calls him a wanker.
Dom picks up the phone and dials, “Orright Orli?” Dom asks as Orlando picks up the phone, he doesn’t pause before adding “you’re coming out with us tonght!”
Orlando doesn’t bother with asking questions either, but that’s just Orlando, “yeah, sure.”
“See you at seven, we’ll pick you up,” and without further explanation, Dom hangs up. Orlando was the kind of guy who was up for anything, even if he didn’t know what it was.
Dom likes this about Orlando, he balanced his closest mates perfectly, Orli was like the anti-Sean, you went out with Sean when you wanted a quiet beer and a chat. You went out with Orli when you wanted to jump off a bridge with only an elastic band to save you.
That all planned, Dom crash tackles Billy off the couch where he’s watching the cricket with a cry of “think fast!” pins him and then briskly makes his way to the shower before Billy gets up off the floor.
And indignant, yet amused cry of “wanker…” reaches his ears as he turn the water on.
---
On the way to the club, Elijah pulls four joints in a zip lock bag out of his cigarette packet.
Elijah mentions he forgot to eat dinner. Billy comments that this can only end in disaster, before taking the first toke.
---
At the club, Dom is dancing.
“He hasn’t actually sat down since we got here,” Orli comments to Billy and Elijah.
“Yeah, he’s danced with how many people now?” Elijah’s eyes are bloodshot, from the joints, Orlando notices how the coloured lights of the dance floor reflect in them and make them even more otherworldly than usual.
“Four, and look he’s off the dance floor…” Billy is about to say ‘and about time,’ but laughs a little instead when Dom heads straight to the bar, and straight to a couple of girls, “but not for long.” He finishes.
“That’s it, I’m off to dance!” Elijah says after giving Dom a good staring at.
“’M comin’ with you Lijah,” Orli says standing, and they make their way to the dance floor.
Billy watches Dom, and Dom is obviously asking the girl with the long hair to dance, she says something and his eyes light up with a ‘why-the-hell-didn’t-I-think-of-that’ look. Dom takes both girls to the dance floor.
Dom’s really in a mood, Billy thinks as he gets up and heads to the bar.
---
Much dancing, drinking and a quick dash outside for a joint or three later, Elijah remembers he’s hungry.
Really hungry.
They pile in the car, Dom driving because he’s the least sloshed (which isn’t saying much), Billy in the front seat, Elijah and Orlando in the back.
As they pull out of the club Elijah leans into the front and switches the radio on, then gives Dom useless directions to an all-night supermarket he saw on the way. As luck would have it, Dom knows how to get there already.
“Oh, God… what is the shite? It’s depressing,” Billy comments of the music, “although, I think the most depressing part is your SINGING ELIJAH!” he raises his voice on the last words to make sure the singer in the backseat hears him over his own caterwauling.
“This is not shite! It’s Britney Spears!” Elijah stops singing long enough to defend his music taste.
Dom flicks through the stations until he finds some dance music, with no words and lots of bass, and tries to concentrate on not killing them all.
Elijah suddenly realises Orlando has been oddly quiet, he looks to see him hunched over staring at his watch like if he looks away it’ll disappear or maybe turn into something. A dinosaur. Maybe.
“Whyssat so interesting Orli?” he slurs ever so slightly, and scotches closer.
“… I can’t read it,” Orlando says in way of explanation.
“Give it here,” Billy commands and turns around in his seat, Elijah takes the watch off Orli and hands it over.
“… Orli…” Billy snorts laughter, “it’s… hahaha…”
“What, what?” Elijah asks, and Dom turns away to raise an eyebrow in question.
“What’s so funny?” Dom asks.
“Orli… ahahaha… it’s a digital watch!” Billy gets out through peals of laughter.
Dom is relived that Billy said that as they pulled into the car park, because he may have driven them into a ditch, as it was he parked across two car parks and let his head fall to the steering wheel weak with laughter.
---
It’s Dom’s wonderful idea for them to have trolly races.
Inside the supermarket.
Dom gets into one trolley and Elijah into another with Billy pushing Dom and Orli pushing Elijah.
Orli and Lijah win, but hit one of the fruits displays so hard they bend the front of the trolly, they only win because Dom and Billy are still weak from laughing about Orli’s inability to read his digital watch. Or so Billy informs them.
Elijah laughs so hard he snorts but otherwise is uninjured. He looks up from his fit of laughter to see a pile of seedless green grapes in front of him.
“Ooooh, grapes!” Elijah says enthusiastically, “I want grapes.”
Orlando skirts around the trolly (only stumbling a little) and pop’s two grapes in his mouth, “if you want them, you’ll have to get them Lij,” he speaks around his mouthful.
Elijah takes one look at the grapes, and with obvious purpose, accidentally forgets that he’s only a good stretch away from reaching them, and pulls Orlando down by the arms for a stoned and craving kiss. “Mm, grapes…” he says when they finally part.
Orli doesn’t say anything, but licks his lips.
Billy and Dom are laughing about the watch again and give Orli and Lij one look before they both break into to-loud-to-be-politely-ignored laughter. Billy slides to the floor one arm holding his side the other holding the trolly bar.
The nice, yet disturbed shop manager kicks them out.
But she gives Lij some grapes for the, as she puts it ‘late night entertainment.’
---
Author: Me! Jess!
Pairing: Well, you could say Orlando/Elijah. But I really prefer to think of it as no pairing. Though there is kissing.
Rating: PG:13 for kissing and drug use!
Summery: They’re going out. Dom says so damn it.
Archive: Yeah, just tell meh.
Feedback: ohgodpleaseyes!!. That would be wonderful.
Warnings: LOTR RPS. If you don’t like it, don’t read it.
Also, I steal from real life. Ph34r.
Disclaimer: This is all complete fiction, and I mean no disrespect to anyone. As if they’d care.
“Hey Lij’, you’re comin’ out tonight!”
“… I am now?”
“You are now! Well, later actually. Pick you up at seven.”
“Uh, okay Dom.” Elijah knew better than to ask questions when Dom was on an obvious roll.
By the time he starts to say ‘bye’ Dom has already told him the who/what/where anyway.
---
Dom turns to Billy, “Lij down, Orli to go.” He says with a touch of pride.
“Your quickest yet,” Billy says and mock salutes him, “truly you are the master Dommie.”
Dom smiles as if Billy had just said he was god, instead of giving him a mildly-sarcastic-compliment. Billy calls him a wanker.
Dom picks up the phone and dials, “Orright Orli?” Dom asks as Orlando picks up the phone, he doesn’t pause before adding “you’re coming out with us tonght!”
Orlando doesn’t bother with asking questions either, but that’s just Orlando, “yeah, sure.”
“See you at seven, we’ll pick you up,” and without further explanation, Dom hangs up. Orlando was the kind of guy who was up for anything, even if he didn’t know what it was.
Dom likes this about Orlando, he balanced his closest mates perfectly, Orli was like the anti-Sean, you went out with Sean when you wanted a quiet beer and a chat. You went out with Orli when you wanted to jump off a bridge with only an elastic band to save you.
That all planned, Dom crash tackles Billy off the couch where he’s watching the cricket with a cry of “think fast!” pins him and then briskly makes his way to the shower before Billy gets up off the floor.
And indignant, yet amused cry of “wanker…” reaches his ears as he turn the water on.
---
On the way to the club, Elijah pulls four joints in a zip lock bag out of his cigarette packet.
Elijah mentions he forgot to eat dinner. Billy comments that this can only end in disaster, before taking the first toke.
---
At the club, Dom is dancing.
“He hasn’t actually sat down since we got here,” Orli comments to Billy and Elijah.
“Yeah, he’s danced with how many people now?” Elijah’s eyes are bloodshot, from the joints, Orlando notices how the coloured lights of the dance floor reflect in them and make them even more otherworldly than usual.
“Four, and look he’s off the dance floor…” Billy is about to say ‘and about time,’ but laughs a little instead when Dom heads straight to the bar, and straight to a couple of girls, “but not for long.” He finishes.
“That’s it, I’m off to dance!” Elijah says after giving Dom a good staring at.
“’M comin’ with you Lijah,” Orli says standing, and they make their way to the dance floor.
Billy watches Dom, and Dom is obviously asking the girl with the long hair to dance, she says something and his eyes light up with a ‘why-the-hell-didn’t-I-think-of-that’ look. Dom takes both girls to the dance floor.
Dom’s really in a mood, Billy thinks as he gets up and heads to the bar.
---
Much dancing, drinking and a quick dash outside for a joint or three later, Elijah remembers he’s hungry.
Really hungry.
They pile in the car, Dom driving because he’s the least sloshed (which isn’t saying much), Billy in the front seat, Elijah and Orlando in the back.
As they pull out of the club Elijah leans into the front and switches the radio on, then gives Dom useless directions to an all-night supermarket he saw on the way. As luck would have it, Dom knows how to get there already.
“Oh, God… what is the shite? It’s depressing,” Billy comments of the music, “although, I think the most depressing part is your SINGING ELIJAH!” he raises his voice on the last words to make sure the singer in the backseat hears him over his own caterwauling.
“This is not shite! It’s Britney Spears!” Elijah stops singing long enough to defend his music taste.
Dom flicks through the stations until he finds some dance music, with no words and lots of bass, and tries to concentrate on not killing them all.
Elijah suddenly realises Orlando has been oddly quiet, he looks to see him hunched over staring at his watch like if he looks away it’ll disappear or maybe turn into something. A dinosaur. Maybe.
“Whyssat so interesting Orli?” he slurs ever so slightly, and scotches closer.
“… I can’t read it,” Orlando says in way of explanation.
“Give it here,” Billy commands and turns around in his seat, Elijah takes the watch off Orli and hands it over.
“… Orli…” Billy snorts laughter, “it’s… hahaha…”
“What, what?” Elijah asks, and Dom turns away to raise an eyebrow in question.
“What’s so funny?” Dom asks.
“Orli… ahahaha… it’s a digital watch!” Billy gets out through peals of laughter.
Dom is relived that Billy said that as they pulled into the car park, because he may have driven them into a ditch, as it was he parked across two car parks and let his head fall to the steering wheel weak with laughter.
---
It’s Dom’s wonderful idea for them to have trolly races.
Inside the supermarket.
Dom gets into one trolley and Elijah into another with Billy pushing Dom and Orli pushing Elijah.
Orli and Lijah win, but hit one of the fruits displays so hard they bend the front of the trolly, they only win because Dom and Billy are still weak from laughing about Orli’s inability to read his digital watch. Or so Billy informs them.
Elijah laughs so hard he snorts but otherwise is uninjured. He looks up from his fit of laughter to see a pile of seedless green grapes in front of him.
“Ooooh, grapes!” Elijah says enthusiastically, “I want grapes.”
Orlando skirts around the trolly (only stumbling a little) and pop’s two grapes in his mouth, “if you want them, you’ll have to get them Lij,” he speaks around his mouthful.
Elijah takes one look at the grapes, and with obvious purpose, accidentally forgets that he’s only a good stretch away from reaching them, and pulls Orlando down by the arms for a stoned and craving kiss. “Mm, grapes…” he says when they finally part.
Orli doesn’t say anything, but licks his lips.
Billy and Dom are laughing about the watch again and give Orli and Lij one look before they both break into to-loud-to-be-politely-ignored laughter. Billy slides to the floor one arm holding his side the other holding the trolly bar.
The nice, yet disturbed shop manager kicks them out.
But she gives Lij some grapes for the, as she puts it ‘late night entertainment.’
---
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Glad you read it, thank you very much for the comment!
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Mmm. Graaaapes.
And Britney Spears does NOT suck! *slaps Billy*
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Thanks!
Oh, she does so! ::Hugs Billy and his good taste:: >).
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I also thought the grape part was brilliant!!
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Thankyouthankyou.
(Yeah, I just woke up, so not much for coherency yet Z_z).