2 drabblish thingies
Dom doesn’t want to listen to Billy but it’s kinda hard not to. Bill looks at him apologetically but it comes across as piteous.
“I’m sorry I fell in love with you.” He says. “I’m sorry I broke your heart.”
Dom’s pissed off. He doesn’t want to forgive Billy. Why does he have to posess such soulful green eyes? Dom doesn’t speak so Bill continues.
“So what do you say? Do you want another go?”
How is Dom supposed to say no to that?
and...
Dom is outside smoking his Parliaments beside Elijah and his Cloves. The mistake was telling Ligh that he was ‘interested’ in Viggo. Or maybe the mistake was that he was too drunk to realize that Lij left afterward and was replaced by Vig.
“Lijah said you wanted to talk to me.” He was right there. “What’s going on?”
Dom wasn’t sure how to bring it up but his drink-addled brain was ahead of him. “Well, I know what you and Orli have done.”
Viggo chuckled. He seemed to understand right away. “What are you going to do? Sell the story to Star magazine?”
“Huh? No.” When did Viggo gain a sense of humour? “I just wanted to…well I’m not sure what I want.” He looked down at the cigarette burning away in his fingers. Little trails of smoke seemed to break free of the red glow. Why did he quit smoking before?
Viggo’s voice interrupted his internal mutterings. “We can sit here until you remember.” Viggo was smart like that.
“No. I remember now.” Dom threw the smoke down and stood up. A dizzy spell caught him and he held on to Vig’s arm. His eyes closed naturally, trying to block out the odd sensation. When he opened them again, he was looking into the older guy’s eyes.
Now or never. He leaned forward for the quickest of all kisses and when he leaned back, he sees a smile glimmer in Vig’s eyes. If it were anyone else, Dom would have thought that he was laughing at him. As it was, he knew that what Viggo was about to say would somehow change his life. He just didn’t know if it would be easy.
Viggo took a deep breath and let it out very slowly. “You’re not ready.” He stated before turning to go back inside.
“I’m sorry I fell in love with you.” He says. “I’m sorry I broke your heart.”
Dom’s pissed off. He doesn’t want to forgive Billy. Why does he have to posess such soulful green eyes? Dom doesn’t speak so Bill continues.
“So what do you say? Do you want another go?”
How is Dom supposed to say no to that?
and...
Dom is outside smoking his Parliaments beside Elijah and his Cloves. The mistake was telling Ligh that he was ‘interested’ in Viggo. Or maybe the mistake was that he was too drunk to realize that Lij left afterward and was replaced by Vig.
“Lijah said you wanted to talk to me.” He was right there. “What’s going on?”
Dom wasn’t sure how to bring it up but his drink-addled brain was ahead of him. “Well, I know what you and Orli have done.”
Viggo chuckled. He seemed to understand right away. “What are you going to do? Sell the story to Star magazine?”
“Huh? No.” When did Viggo gain a sense of humour? “I just wanted to…well I’m not sure what I want.” He looked down at the cigarette burning away in his fingers. Little trails of smoke seemed to break free of the red glow. Why did he quit smoking before?
Viggo’s voice interrupted his internal mutterings. “We can sit here until you remember.” Viggo was smart like that.
“No. I remember now.” Dom threw the smoke down and stood up. A dizzy spell caught him and he held on to Vig’s arm. His eyes closed naturally, trying to block out the odd sensation. When he opened them again, he was looking into the older guy’s eyes.
Now or never. He leaned forward for the quickest of all kisses and when he leaned back, he sees a smile glimmer in Vig’s eyes. If it were anyone else, Dom would have thought that he was laughing at him. As it was, he knew that what Viggo was about to say would somehow change his life. He just didn’t know if it would be easy.
Viggo took a deep breath and let it out very slowly. “You’re not ready.” He stated before turning to go back inside.