Okay, I did start a Dominic fic. It's just a few paragraphs, but I'm not sure I like it. I'm going to post it here (and not on my writing journal...yet) and hopefully at least one of you nice folks will read it and let me know if it sounds like total crap.
“Dom?” I called out quietly, stepping cautiously into the hallway, fear heightening my senses. Everything illuminated for just a second. In that time, it seemed as though I was in a totally foreign place. The shadows made a usually happy, bright hallway seem appallingly empty. I froze in my spot, waiting for the terrifying crack of thunder that was sure to follow.
It was an irrational fear, I know that. I’ve been told that my whole life. By my parents, by my older brother, even by my friends - the people who are supposed to understand me more than anyone. Instead, they tormented me my whole life about it.
All of them - except Dominic.
Even when we were young, he never once said a harsh word about my fear. But that’s just how he was. He’d always been that way for as long as I can remember. He liked to tease, but he could always sense which things were off limits and obeyed the unspoken rule to leave it alone.