Title: Looking Toward the Next Season
Author:
jenmstar E-mail: jenstar2421@yahoo.com
Pairing: VM/SB
Rating: G
Archive:
fellow_shippers bean_squee rugbytackle sons_of_gondorDisclaimer: This is all fiction.
Beta: None. Please tell me if there are any mistakes.
Notes: Not really angsty, but it's not the happiest thing I've ever written.
Viggo wandered aimlessly around his backyard, unsure of what to do with the time he used to spend with his lover.
For a moment, Viggo briefly toyed with the idea of calling Sean, but he didn't want to disturb him while he was recovering from jet lag.
Finally he came to the patch of yard Sean had been working on before he left to return to England and found the prints in the fresh dirt from where Sean had been kneeling to plant new basil.
Viggo sank to his knees in Sean's imprints and dug his hands into the moist soil, promising himself that the plants would be ready to use in cooking by the time Sean got back.