Perpetual State
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Lord of the Rings Movies › General › Lord of the Ring Stars
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
1,608
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is work of fiction! I do not know the celebrity(ies) I am writing about, and I do not profit from these writings.
Lying to Himself
Once again, this is *fiction*. Not true. Y’know. . .a pack of fucking lies.
Lying to Himself
by Sonja (limey_sugar@yahoo.co.uk)
Follows “Perpetual State.”
Orlando Bloom/Dominic Monaghan
PG-13 (will be NC-17 in later chapters)
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Dominic hoped it would rain or snow or the world would implode so that he didn’t have to face Orlando on Monday. No such luck. And to make matters worse, Orlando had just come into the makeup trailer. Dom thought he was going to be sick.
“Morning, Hobbits!” Orlando was just as cheery as ever. “Dom,” he said, walking over to Dominic, “wait for me after filming.” This earned whistles and assorted rude gestures from Elijah, Billy, and Sean.
“Shut it. Really.” Dom was not in the mood for it. “Yeah, I’ll wait.”
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Dom spent the entire day with his stomach in knots, but he didn’t let that interfere with his work. He didn’t thhe che could handle being yelled at by both Peter and Orlando in the same day. In between calls, however, Dominic was playing over in his mind how the conversation with Orli would go. Orlando would tell him that they probably shouldn’t hang around together any more, probably shouldn’t be friends. Now, as he was sitting in the trailer being de-Merried, he was thinking those same thoughts over and over, dreading when Orlando would walk through the door.
He was brought out of his pitiful reverie by the sound of the trailer door shutting. Orli didn’t say a word; he just sat down and waited for the make-up technician to finish. Dominic could feel the tension in the small trailer- he was surprised the technician didn’t suffocate from the heaviness of the air. When she’d finally finished and left, Orlando got up and stood behind Dom, his hands on the back of the chair. They stared at each other in the mirror for what felt like an eternity before Dom finally broke the silence.
“I’m sorry.”
“Sorry for what? Nothing to be sorry for, mate,” Orlando’s reflection said to Dom’s. “I just can’t-”
“I know. I know, Orlando. Look, you don’t have to say anything else. It won’t make things any better. I’ve got to sort this love thing I’ve got for you on my own.” Dominic felt like his heart was going to leap from his chest, it was beating so hard.
“Oh.” Orli had no idea it had gone that far. He’d just assumed Dom wanted a shag, and that was it. Friends with benefits and all that. He certainly didn’t think Dominic loved him with anything more than the typical affection that came with close friendship.
“Yeah, ‘Oh.’ Are we done, Orli? Cos I’ve got shit to do.”
“Yeah, ehm, okay then.” Orlando watched as Dom got up from the chair and walked out of the trailer.
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Orlando sat at his kitchen table staring into a half-empty cup of tea. He replayed the pseudo-conversation he’d had with Dom, wondering how it would have gone if, instead of saying anything at all, he’d just maybe kissed Dominic. Just to see what it was like.
--Nonsense, mate. The sooner you stop lying to yourself, the better off you’ll be.--
Forgetting it was half-past three in the morning, Oro pio picked up his phone.
_____
“Huhhlohh?”
“Eh, Dom?”
“Orlando?”
“Yeah, man. Can I come over?”
“Now?” Dominic still wasn’t awake enough to register that he was even on the phone, much less hearing Orlando ask to come over in the middle of the night. “I mean, yeah, now’s okay. Gotta be up in an hour anyway.”
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“Dom, look,” Orlando started. “I, fuck.”
“You do? Well, that’s good to know. I think.” Dom smiled his crooked smile and Orlando burst out laughing.
“Yeah, I do, but that’s not what I meant. Wanker. I’m trying to be serious here, and I can’t be if you’re making me laugh.”
“Serious? What could Orlando Bloom possibly be serious about?”
“Did you mean what you said earlier- that you have ‘a love thing’ for me?”
“I don’t think-” Dominic was cut off when Orlando covered his mouth with his. Dom let Orlando kiss him, let his mouth me taken over by Orlando’s. When the kiss broke, the two just stared at one another for a moment until Orlando spoke.
“I’ve never done that before. Kissed a guy.” It was the wrong thing to say, Orlando realised when Dom’s awed expression changed into one of hurt and anger.
“Get the fuck out of my house, Orli. I’m not your goddamned experiment!” Dom’s voice was rising with every word. “Fucking make me think I’ve got a chance, you bastard. Fuck you.”
Orlando started to say that he wasn’t using Dom as an experiment, that he’d been in deep denial all this time, but Dominic had already gone to his room and slammed the door.
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To be continued . . .
Lying to Himself
by Sonja (limey_sugar@yahoo.co.uk)
Follows “Perpetual State.”
Orlando Bloom/Dominic Monaghan
PG-13 (will be NC-17 in later chapters)
__________
Dominic hoped it would rain or snow or the world would implode so that he didn’t have to face Orlando on Monday. No such luck. And to make matters worse, Orlando had just come into the makeup trailer. Dom thought he was going to be sick.
“Morning, Hobbits!” Orlando was just as cheery as ever. “Dom,” he said, walking over to Dominic, “wait for me after filming.” This earned whistles and assorted rude gestures from Elijah, Billy, and Sean.
“Shut it. Really.” Dom was not in the mood for it. “Yeah, I’ll wait.”
_____
Dom spent the entire day with his stomach in knots, but he didn’t let that interfere with his work. He didn’t thhe che could handle being yelled at by both Peter and Orlando in the same day. In between calls, however, Dominic was playing over in his mind how the conversation with Orli would go. Orlando would tell him that they probably shouldn’t hang around together any more, probably shouldn’t be friends. Now, as he was sitting in the trailer being de-Merried, he was thinking those same thoughts over and over, dreading when Orlando would walk through the door.
He was brought out of his pitiful reverie by the sound of the trailer door shutting. Orli didn’t say a word; he just sat down and waited for the make-up technician to finish. Dominic could feel the tension in the small trailer- he was surprised the technician didn’t suffocate from the heaviness of the air. When she’d finally finished and left, Orlando got up and stood behind Dom, his hands on the back of the chair. They stared at each other in the mirror for what felt like an eternity before Dom finally broke the silence.
“I’m sorry.”
“Sorry for what? Nothing to be sorry for, mate,” Orlando’s reflection said to Dom’s. “I just can’t-”
“I know. I know, Orlando. Look, you don’t have to say anything else. It won’t make things any better. I’ve got to sort this love thing I’ve got for you on my own.” Dominic felt like his heart was going to leap from his chest, it was beating so hard.
“Oh.” Orli had no idea it had gone that far. He’d just assumed Dom wanted a shag, and that was it. Friends with benefits and all that. He certainly didn’t think Dominic loved him with anything more than the typical affection that came with close friendship.
“Yeah, ‘Oh.’ Are we done, Orli? Cos I’ve got shit to do.”
“Yeah, ehm, okay then.” Orlando watched as Dom got up from the chair and walked out of the trailer.
_____
Orlando sat at his kitchen table staring into a half-empty cup of tea. He replayed the pseudo-conversation he’d had with Dom, wondering how it would have gone if, instead of saying anything at all, he’d just maybe kissed Dominic. Just to see what it was like.
--Nonsense, mate. The sooner you stop lying to yourself, the better off you’ll be.--
Forgetting it was half-past three in the morning, Oro pio picked up his phone.
_____
“Huhhlohh?”
“Eh, Dom?”
“Orlando?”
“Yeah, man. Can I come over?”
“Now?” Dominic still wasn’t awake enough to register that he was even on the phone, much less hearing Orlando ask to come over in the middle of the night. “I mean, yeah, now’s okay. Gotta be up in an hour anyway.”
_____
“Dom, look,” Orlando started. “I, fuck.”
“You do? Well, that’s good to know. I think.” Dom smiled his crooked smile and Orlando burst out laughing.
“Yeah, I do, but that’s not what I meant. Wanker. I’m trying to be serious here, and I can’t be if you’re making me laugh.”
“Serious? What could Orlando Bloom possibly be serious about?”
“Did you mean what you said earlier- that you have ‘a love thing’ for me?”
“I don’t think-” Dominic was cut off when Orlando covered his mouth with his. Dom let Orlando kiss him, let his mouth me taken over by Orlando’s. When the kiss broke, the two just stared at one another for a moment until Orlando spoke.
“I’ve never done that before. Kissed a guy.” It was the wrong thing to say, Orlando realised when Dom’s awed expression changed into one of hurt and anger.
“Get the fuck out of my house, Orli. I’m not your goddamned experiment!” Dom’s voice was rising with every word. “Fucking make me think I’ve got a chance, you bastard. Fuck you.”
Orlando started to say that he wasn’t using Dom as an experiment, that he’d been in deep denial all this time, but Dominic had already gone to his room and slammed the door.
__________
To be continued . . .