Right Now
Title: Right Now
Pairing: Billy Boyd/Dominic Monaghan
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Never happened.
With the lights out it's less dangerous
Dom wonders sometimes how Sean and Elijah can live in the same house and not be aware of it. Not be aware that every time they sit down to watch a movie - in the dark, always in the dark, because they all know that's the only proper way to watch a movie and Dom is grateful for it - he and Billy always claim the couch and never know the plot - or, usually, even the title. Not be aware of the musky scent of sex that accompanies both of them into the kitchen every morning - afternoon, really, because none of them want to get up before the sun is fully in the sky when they don't need to - or the sounds coming from Dom's bedroom nightly. Dom is sure that the entire world can hear his heart beating when he is with Billy, and he doesn't understand why Sean and Elijah don't complain about the noise. Not be aware of the fact that Billy's bed hasn't housed him, that his sheets haven't even been rumpled, for over a month. Not be aware of the glances they share whenever there is a moment to spare - glances with eyes glazed over in lust or in that ridiculous starry way that movies always show. Dom used to think that those kinds of glances didn't exist in real life. He knows better now.
Sean and Elijah never see what happens when the lights are out, and Dom wonders how it's possible, but he's glad. It's safer that way. For now, at least.
Here we are now, entertain us
Billy sits nerviously on the edge of the booth, feeling Dom's hand slide slowly over his thigh - just enough to tease, not enough to satisfy; maddening and wonderful at the same time - and wonders if this isn't going to be their undoing, the best way of saying 'here we are', bar shouting (Billy loves that line in the book and has been looking for a way to include it in his thought process) because Sean and Elijah are sitting across from them and Billy's not going to be able to blame his flushed face on the beer because he hasn't touched the bottle in front of him yet, and he can't blame it on the temperature because actually it's quite cold in the pub. Or maybe it's just Dom's touch, the light graze of his hand; or his eyes, the smouldering glances that make Billy's knees go weak, that are causing goosebumps to form on his skin. Maybe it really is warm and it's just nerves and lust that are making him break out in a cold sweat. But Dom is carrying on a conversation like nothing is happening underneath the table and though he can't concentrate on what he's saying, only what he's doing, he catches two words - 'fuck safety' - and he sees Sean and Elijah nodding almost in unision with the sappiest of smiles on their faces - pure Frodo and Sam for a moment, and Billy is taken aback.
And when Dom takes his hand off of Billy's leg and grabs Billy's hand, entertwining it with his own and setting them on the table for Sean and Elijah and the rest of the world to see, Billy realizes what he must have been saying; but he looks into Dom's eyes and then to Sean and Elijah in front of him and knows that it had been ridiculous to worry and that shouting is, sometimes, the easiest way to get things out in the open.
Pairing: Billy Boyd/Dominic Monaghan
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Never happened.
With the lights out it's less dangerous
Dom wonders sometimes how Sean and Elijah can live in the same house and not be aware of it. Not be aware that every time they sit down to watch a movie - in the dark, always in the dark, because they all know that's the only proper way to watch a movie and Dom is grateful for it - he and Billy always claim the couch and never know the plot - or, usually, even the title. Not be aware of the musky scent of sex that accompanies both of them into the kitchen every morning - afternoon, really, because none of them want to get up before the sun is fully in the sky when they don't need to - or the sounds coming from Dom's bedroom nightly. Dom is sure that the entire world can hear his heart beating when he is with Billy, and he doesn't understand why Sean and Elijah don't complain about the noise. Not be aware of the fact that Billy's bed hasn't housed him, that his sheets haven't even been rumpled, for over a month. Not be aware of the glances they share whenever there is a moment to spare - glances with eyes glazed over in lust or in that ridiculous starry way that movies always show. Dom used to think that those kinds of glances didn't exist in real life. He knows better now.
Sean and Elijah never see what happens when the lights are out, and Dom wonders how it's possible, but he's glad. It's safer that way. For now, at least.
Here we are now, entertain us
Billy sits nerviously on the edge of the booth, feeling Dom's hand slide slowly over his thigh - just enough to tease, not enough to satisfy; maddening and wonderful at the same time - and wonders if this isn't going to be their undoing, the best way of saying 'here we are', bar shouting (Billy loves that line in the book and has been looking for a way to include it in his thought process) because Sean and Elijah are sitting across from them and Billy's not going to be able to blame his flushed face on the beer because he hasn't touched the bottle in front of him yet, and he can't blame it on the temperature because actually it's quite cold in the pub. Or maybe it's just Dom's touch, the light graze of his hand; or his eyes, the smouldering glances that make Billy's knees go weak, that are causing goosebumps to form on his skin. Maybe it really is warm and it's just nerves and lust that are making him break out in a cold sweat. But Dom is carrying on a conversation like nothing is happening underneath the table and though he can't concentrate on what he's saying, only what he's doing, he catches two words - 'fuck safety' - and he sees Sean and Elijah nodding almost in unision with the sappiest of smiles on their faces - pure Frodo and Sam for a moment, and Billy is taken aback.
And when Dom takes his hand off of Billy's leg and grabs Billy's hand, entertwining it with his own and setting them on the table for Sean and Elijah and the rest of the world to see, Billy realizes what he must have been saying; but he looks into Dom's eyes and then to Sean and Elijah in front of him and knows that it had been ridiculous to worry and that shouting is, sometimes, the easiest way to get things out in the open.