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Written for the contrelamontre ‘healing’ challenge in 1 hour 32 minutes.
Title ‘Seven days’
Fandom LOTR RPS
Pairing Dom/Sean B
Rating PG
Feedback Oh please, I would really appreciate it.
Disclaimer It's made up, not real, no offense meant, no profit made.
‘Seven Days’
Friday
The ringing of the telephone beats back the silence. Dom parts company with his skin for a moment before lifting the receiver.
The sound of breathing then swallowing on the other end. Dom pictures that throat working reflexively.
‘Didn’t think you’d answer.’
When Dom replies his voice sounds bruised.
‘Sean. I can’t talk to you right now.’
Dom hangs up. He sighs before checking his cell phone is switched off.
**
Saturday
Orli’s fair bouncing when Dom walks into the pub but he dims his exuberance on seeing his friend’s face. He settles for punching him lightly on the arm instead and pretends not to notice when Dom flinches at the contact.
It’s unclear if Orli is still pretending or genuinely oblivious that Dom barely touches a single drink that he buys him.
To his credit, never once does Orli say I told you so.
**
Sunday
Sean listens, trying to control his temper.
‘Well, what do you expect?’
‘Shit, Orli. I called him to see if he was ok.’
‘What happened?’
‘He hung up on me.’
The cell is uncomfortable against his ear. He’s always been suspicious of anything too small. Sean shifts hands.
‘So, do you want to see it tonight or not?’
‘Sure.’
Sean curses when Orli disconnects without saying goodbye.
**
Monday
Orli checks caller display, pleased that it shows Dom’s name. When he hangs up he realizes Dom said very little.
He shouldn’t have mentioned seeing ‘Abigail’s Party’ with Sean but he’s glad he lied about how Sean looked. He could have said Sean looked frustrated and Orli pitied the next guy who caught his eye but he’d settled for that he looked just fine.
There was little even Dom could read into fine.
**
Tuesday
Orli’s disappointed when Dom shows up at Starbucks and doesn’t spend the ten minutes before ordering a Caramel Macciato bitching about American conglomerates sucking the life from third world workers.
Later, he can’t stop staring at the paper cup Dom is clutching. This is Dom, who always, always asks for china.
Dom catches him staring and smiles ruefully.
‘Things change.’
Orli can only nod in reply.
**
Wednesday
Orli peels off his shirt, shrugs his t-shirt straight on his narrow frame.
Dom stares at his drink.
‘Didn’t think he was coming tonight.’
‘You know what he’s like, Dom.’
Orli watches Sean laughing with some blonde by the pool table.
Dom stares at the log fire, his hands retreat into the sleeves of his sweater.
‘It’s worse here than in LA.’
Orli doesn’t understand.
‘Why?’
‘It’s so fucking cold here.’
**
Thursday
The tube is half empty which is a blessing as two out of the three of them are hung over.
Sean rocks with the motion of the carriage, goes to plant a kiss on Orli’s cheek as he slouches against the metal bars. The train lurches as he does so and he cracks his jaw, hard, against Orli’s mouth.
Dom, sitting on the filthy seats strewn with newspaper, cringes. He barely hears Orli curse, remembers swaying sinfully close to Sean on the crowded circle line.
**
Friday
Dom opens the front door not expecting to see Sean outside.
Sean pushes open the door without giving him a chance to speak .
‘Ok?’ he asks.
Dom’s leaning against the wall, he tilts his head, considering.
‘It’s fine now, thank fuck.’
Sean slams the length of his body against Dom and slips his tongue over full lips, beyond even white teeth and meets the cool, smooth, metal bead within.
Sean releases Dom’s mouth.
‘You sure?’
Dom curls the tip of his tongue behind his top teeth and opens his mouth, showing off.
Then he says
‘I want to run this all over your body.’
Sean whimpers.
‘God, I’ve been thinking about this all week.’
‘Me too.’
**
Title ‘Seven days’
Fandom LOTR RPS
Pairing Dom/Sean B
Rating PG
Feedback Oh please, I would really appreciate it.
Disclaimer It's made up, not real, no offense meant, no profit made.
‘Seven Days’
Friday
The ringing of the telephone beats back the silence. Dom parts company with his skin for a moment before lifting the receiver.
The sound of breathing then swallowing on the other end. Dom pictures that throat working reflexively.
‘Didn’t think you’d answer.’
When Dom replies his voice sounds bruised.
‘Sean. I can’t talk to you right now.’
Dom hangs up. He sighs before checking his cell phone is switched off.
**
Saturday
Orli’s fair bouncing when Dom walks into the pub but he dims his exuberance on seeing his friend’s face. He settles for punching him lightly on the arm instead and pretends not to notice when Dom flinches at the contact.
It’s unclear if Orli is still pretending or genuinely oblivious that Dom barely touches a single drink that he buys him.
To his credit, never once does Orli say I told you so.
**
Sunday
Sean listens, trying to control his temper.
‘Well, what do you expect?’
‘Shit, Orli. I called him to see if he was ok.’
‘What happened?’
‘He hung up on me.’
The cell is uncomfortable against his ear. He’s always been suspicious of anything too small. Sean shifts hands.
‘So, do you want to see it tonight or not?’
‘Sure.’
Sean curses when Orli disconnects without saying goodbye.
**
Monday
Orli checks caller display, pleased that it shows Dom’s name. When he hangs up he realizes Dom said very little.
He shouldn’t have mentioned seeing ‘Abigail’s Party’ with Sean but he’s glad he lied about how Sean looked. He could have said Sean looked frustrated and Orli pitied the next guy who caught his eye but he’d settled for that he looked just fine.
There was little even Dom could read into fine.
**
Tuesday
Orli’s disappointed when Dom shows up at Starbucks and doesn’t spend the ten minutes before ordering a Caramel Macciato bitching about American conglomerates sucking the life from third world workers.
Later, he can’t stop staring at the paper cup Dom is clutching. This is Dom, who always, always asks for china.
Dom catches him staring and smiles ruefully.
‘Things change.’
Orli can only nod in reply.
**
Wednesday
Orli peels off his shirt, shrugs his t-shirt straight on his narrow frame.
Dom stares at his drink.
‘Didn’t think he was coming tonight.’
‘You know what he’s like, Dom.’
Orli watches Sean laughing with some blonde by the pool table.
Dom stares at the log fire, his hands retreat into the sleeves of his sweater.
‘It’s worse here than in LA.’
Orli doesn’t understand.
‘Why?’
‘It’s so fucking cold here.’
**
Thursday
The tube is half empty which is a blessing as two out of the three of them are hung over.
Sean rocks with the motion of the carriage, goes to plant a kiss on Orli’s cheek as he slouches against the metal bars. The train lurches as he does so and he cracks his jaw, hard, against Orli’s mouth.
Dom, sitting on the filthy seats strewn with newspaper, cringes. He barely hears Orli curse, remembers swaying sinfully close to Sean on the crowded circle line.
**
Friday
Dom opens the front door not expecting to see Sean outside.
Sean pushes open the door without giving him a chance to speak .
‘Ok?’ he asks.
Dom’s leaning against the wall, he tilts his head, considering.
‘It’s fine now, thank fuck.’
Sean slams the length of his body against Dom and slips his tongue over full lips, beyond even white teeth and meets the cool, smooth, metal bead within.
Sean releases Dom’s mouth.
‘You sure?’
Dom curls the tip of his tongue behind his top teeth and opens his mouth, showing off.
Then he says
‘I want to run this all over your body.’
Sean whimpers.
‘God, I’ve been thinking about this all week.’
‘Me too.’
**
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Well done.
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I'm confused.
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Very cute. I like how you don't need to use that many words to convey how the characters feel. Minimalist writing is good when you do it well, and you did it very well.
I liked this a lot. Warm fuzzies galore. =D
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mmmm. bean/dom? im totally loving that
can i friend you?
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Thanks for commenting.
C x.
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Any particular bits that were confusing?
C x .
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Thanks a lot, I struggle with keeping it minimal - and with dialogue - so I'm really pleased you liked it.
Thank you
**grins**
C x.
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I know, I know, Sean Bean..........
**sigh**
C x.
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OMG! Is that daisy in your icon?
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Hell, yes!!
C x.
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He's Hot!
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oh man. i just saw troy. loved bean in it, bout died when i first saw him <3
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Give me Sean over Brad or Orlando any day, I mean, given the choice!!
C x.
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*pictures hot threesome*
mmm. today i was fangirling over sean to some girls at my school meeting. one was going on about brad pitt and how hot he was, so finally i had to lay down the law and shout "BEAN IS HOTTER!"
i dont think they even knew who bean was.
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Gee, you had to mention that didn't you. I'm never gonna get any work done this afternoon now!!
Sean, Brad, Orlando........
**melts**
I don't think you should associate with girls who don't know who Bean is any longer. It can't be good for your health :).
**giggles**
At least you know you are right!!
C x.
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it should be a foursome- sean, orli, viggo, and dom. i would give an arm and possibly a leg to see that.
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I like the way you think :).
I am currently writing a 100 things about me lj post (but am stuck) but one thing included is that I just **don't** do hobbit slash but I make an exception for Dom!! Go figure I guess.
Could we drop Orli and have Dave in our foursome instead?
C x.
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thank god you dont write elijah sex because thats EW.
lol its also his initials! just noticed
good times.
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Dave, yum yum yum!!
Dave or Sean?
C x.
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umm... dave i guess.. sean has a lot of baggage.
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LOL.
I know that would make my day :).
C x.
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