Passion of the Broken Mind
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Lord of the Rings Movies › General › Lord of the Ring Stars
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
11
Views:
893
Reviews:
3
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.
Chapter seven
Chapter seven
It was a chilly spring and Dominic had been out the whole night wearing only a thin shirt and Elijah didn’t think he had eaten much that day.
No wonder he’s ill…
“Elijah…”
Elijah stopped biting his nails and crept towards the closed bedroom door.
“Elijah…”
Dominic had called his name, but in sleep or wakefulness, he didn’t know. There was only one way to find out. Elijah opened the door a crack and peered inside. Dominic was sprawled on the bed, sweat pouring from the over-moistened flannel and the glass of water knocked onto the bed.
“Elijah…”
Dominic was definitely asleep and this time he accompanied his name with a movement of his arms, as though groping for something. Elijah refilled the glass, got rid of the flannel and left Dominic with his dreams.
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Elijah awoke to the sound of the morning news, stiff and aching due to the uncomfortable position he had accidentally fallen asleep in, at least at first. Sitting up he looked around Dominic’s bedroom.
How the heck did I get here?
“Morning!”
Elijah jumped as Dominic poked his head around the door.
“What do you want for breakfast, Lij?”
Elijah gave him a confused look.
“You should still be in bed!” Elijah replied
“I’m fine, nothing a cold bath won’t fix!” Dominic gave him a cheerful wink.
“What are you so happy about?” Elijah moaned sinking back into the pillow.
“It’s a nice day, come on, what do you want for breakfast?” Dominic repeated
“Whatever you are having.” Elijah grumbled closing his eyes, wary of Dominic‘s evasive reply. “Wake me up when it’s ready”
It felt like he had only just closed his eyes when Dominic poked him hard in the ribs, his version of a wake-up call. Getting up, Elijah reached for the bathrobe, but found he was already wearing it, so he slowly shuffled into the living room. Dominic was practically bouncing about and by the time he had finished dishing it out, Elijah had drank a coffee and was feeling much more awake.
“What are we having?” Elijah asked as Dominic placed the plate in front of him.
“A proper full English breakfast!” Dominic replied stuffing half a sausage into his mouth.
“I’ve never seen this with it before?”
Elijah wrinkled his nose in that adorable fashion whilst pointing to what looked like slices of a big , purple coloured sausage.
“Black pudding…” Dominic mumbled around his mouthful.
“I think I’ll pass on that one.”
Dominic shrugged and allowed Elijah to pass the black pudding onto his own plate. For the rest of the meal both men complained loudly at what the news reporters had to say and Dominic groaned when he found out the score for the last Manchester United Football game.
“2-0. We’ll never get to the top of the premiership league table at this rate!”
Elijah stood and took Dominic’s plate to wash them then went to get changed. When he returned Dominic was spouting his opinion on the politicians decision to raise taxes again.
“Don’t think I’m paying That!”
“Dom….”
Elijah sat down next to his friend, who’s face was slightly red-from-shouting-to-a-deaf-television-screen, and asked.
“How did I end up back in there?” Elijah pointed towards the bedroom. “You were supposed to be in there not me.”
“You didn’t look comfy, so I just moved you, don’t you remember, I woke you up to move you because I was not carrying you!”
Dominic smirked, reflecting on the conversation he’d had with Elijah and the sights he had seen. Elijah grinned back, thinking of Dominic and his uncomfortable predicament at the hospital.
But why won’t he let us be together? He obviously likes me…
Dominic was held up by his own thoughts…
I can’t it’s taking advantage, he’s not right, maybe when he‘s recovered…and I have too…
The two men sat, lost in each others eyes, silently hoping, praying, and in Dominic’s case, controlling. Both realising what they were doing they stared back at the television.
The day passed slowly and uneventfully, while they watched the TV and some DVD’s and eventually it began to get dark again.
“Do you want to go out to a club, if your feeling better?” Dominic wondered
I’ve been feeling better for a while. You know what I mean…
“Yeah, OK! Shall we start getting ready?”
Dominic nodded and they fought to get into the bedroom first. Elijah made it and chose a simple white shirt and baggy denim jeans, then went into the bathroom to shave around the cuts and change into what he had chosen, leaving Dominic in his room. While he was trying to shave, Elijah saw Dominic, in the mirror, leave his room, bent double, looking for something.
“What’ve you lost, Dom?…OW!”
Elijah grabbed some tissue and dabbed at the fresh wound while listening to Dominic say
“My cufflinks, they were on the bedside table…”
“Didn’t you knock them to the floor?…. Check under your bed!”
Dominic disappeared and Elijah heard the room being upturned as Dominic searched for his cufflinks.
“FOUND THEM!”
Dominic yelled from the next room making Elijah jump and catch himself with the razor again.
“Good for you.” he mumbled to himself as he gave up shaving and concentrated on putting on the shirt without dropping blood on it. When Elijah returned to the living room Dominic was sitting on the small couch trying to do his cufflinks with one hand, wearing a similar white shirt to Elijah’s with a black waist coat over the top .
“I saw you wearing that on ‘Friday night with Jonathon Ross’.”
Dominic nodded, sticking out his tongue with concentration and not actually listening to what Elijah was saying.
“Oh, let me do it.”
Elijah grabbed the gold cufflinks from Dominic’s hand and, sitting beside him, put his hand into his lap and proceeded to take up Dominic’s wrestle with the cufflinks.
I hate it when he does that.
Thought Dominic watching Elijah twist the cufflinks this way and that into the rather too small hole.
But he’s so GOD DAM SEXY when he does!
Dominic moved his hand accidentally when Elijah pulled slightly too hard on a cufflink and there was a slight intake of breath from Elijah.
That felt nice. His hand caressing my thigh…
Elijah gave his head a slight shake to clear it and returned Dominic’s hand.
“There you go. Ready?”
“Let’s go!”
Dominic grabbed his keys and wallet and they set off for the clubs.
“Watch out Manchester…”
“Because here we come!”
Giggling they left the flat.
It was a chilly spring and Dominic had been out the whole night wearing only a thin shirt and Elijah didn’t think he had eaten much that day.
No wonder he’s ill…
“Elijah…”
Elijah stopped biting his nails and crept towards the closed bedroom door.
“Elijah…”
Dominic had called his name, but in sleep or wakefulness, he didn’t know. There was only one way to find out. Elijah opened the door a crack and peered inside. Dominic was sprawled on the bed, sweat pouring from the over-moistened flannel and the glass of water knocked onto the bed.
“Elijah…”
Dominic was definitely asleep and this time he accompanied his name with a movement of his arms, as though groping for something. Elijah refilled the glass, got rid of the flannel and left Dominic with his dreams.
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Elijah awoke to the sound of the morning news, stiff and aching due to the uncomfortable position he had accidentally fallen asleep in, at least at first. Sitting up he looked around Dominic’s bedroom.
How the heck did I get here?
“Morning!”
Elijah jumped as Dominic poked his head around the door.
“What do you want for breakfast, Lij?”
Elijah gave him a confused look.
“You should still be in bed!” Elijah replied
“I’m fine, nothing a cold bath won’t fix!” Dominic gave him a cheerful wink.
“What are you so happy about?” Elijah moaned sinking back into the pillow.
“It’s a nice day, come on, what do you want for breakfast?” Dominic repeated
“Whatever you are having.” Elijah grumbled closing his eyes, wary of Dominic‘s evasive reply. “Wake me up when it’s ready”
It felt like he had only just closed his eyes when Dominic poked him hard in the ribs, his version of a wake-up call. Getting up, Elijah reached for the bathrobe, but found he was already wearing it, so he slowly shuffled into the living room. Dominic was practically bouncing about and by the time he had finished dishing it out, Elijah had drank a coffee and was feeling much more awake.
“What are we having?” Elijah asked as Dominic placed the plate in front of him.
“A proper full English breakfast!” Dominic replied stuffing half a sausage into his mouth.
“I’ve never seen this with it before?”
Elijah wrinkled his nose in that adorable fashion whilst pointing to what looked like slices of a big , purple coloured sausage.
“Black pudding…” Dominic mumbled around his mouthful.
“I think I’ll pass on that one.”
Dominic shrugged and allowed Elijah to pass the black pudding onto his own plate. For the rest of the meal both men complained loudly at what the news reporters had to say and Dominic groaned when he found out the score for the last Manchester United Football game.
“2-0. We’ll never get to the top of the premiership league table at this rate!”
Elijah stood and took Dominic’s plate to wash them then went to get changed. When he returned Dominic was spouting his opinion on the politicians decision to raise taxes again.
“Don’t think I’m paying That!”
“Dom….”
Elijah sat down next to his friend, who’s face was slightly red-from-shouting-to-a-deaf-television-screen, and asked.
“How did I end up back in there?” Elijah pointed towards the bedroom. “You were supposed to be in there not me.”
“You didn’t look comfy, so I just moved you, don’t you remember, I woke you up to move you because I was not carrying you!”
Dominic smirked, reflecting on the conversation he’d had with Elijah and the sights he had seen. Elijah grinned back, thinking of Dominic and his uncomfortable predicament at the hospital.
But why won’t he let us be together? He obviously likes me…
Dominic was held up by his own thoughts…
I can’t it’s taking advantage, he’s not right, maybe when he‘s recovered…and I have too…
The two men sat, lost in each others eyes, silently hoping, praying, and in Dominic’s case, controlling. Both realising what they were doing they stared back at the television.
The day passed slowly and uneventfully, while they watched the TV and some DVD’s and eventually it began to get dark again.
“Do you want to go out to a club, if your feeling better?” Dominic wondered
I’ve been feeling better for a while. You know what I mean…
“Yeah, OK! Shall we start getting ready?”
Dominic nodded and they fought to get into the bedroom first. Elijah made it and chose a simple white shirt and baggy denim jeans, then went into the bathroom to shave around the cuts and change into what he had chosen, leaving Dominic in his room. While he was trying to shave, Elijah saw Dominic, in the mirror, leave his room, bent double, looking for something.
“What’ve you lost, Dom?…OW!”
Elijah grabbed some tissue and dabbed at the fresh wound while listening to Dominic say
“My cufflinks, they were on the bedside table…”
“Didn’t you knock them to the floor?…. Check under your bed!”
Dominic disappeared and Elijah heard the room being upturned as Dominic searched for his cufflinks.
“FOUND THEM!”
Dominic yelled from the next room making Elijah jump and catch himself with the razor again.
“Good for you.” he mumbled to himself as he gave up shaving and concentrated on putting on the shirt without dropping blood on it. When Elijah returned to the living room Dominic was sitting on the small couch trying to do his cufflinks with one hand, wearing a similar white shirt to Elijah’s with a black waist coat over the top .
“I saw you wearing that on ‘Friday night with Jonathon Ross’.”
Dominic nodded, sticking out his tongue with concentration and not actually listening to what Elijah was saying.
“Oh, let me do it.”
Elijah grabbed the gold cufflinks from Dominic’s hand and, sitting beside him, put his hand into his lap and proceeded to take up Dominic’s wrestle with the cufflinks.
I hate it when he does that.
Thought Dominic watching Elijah twist the cufflinks this way and that into the rather too small hole.
But he’s so GOD DAM SEXY when he does!
Dominic moved his hand accidentally when Elijah pulled slightly too hard on a cufflink and there was a slight intake of breath from Elijah.
That felt nice. His hand caressing my thigh…
Elijah gave his head a slight shake to clear it and returned Dominic’s hand.
“There you go. Ready?”
“Let’s go!”
Dominic grabbed his keys and wallet and they set off for the clubs.
“Watch out Manchester…”
“Because here we come!”
Giggling they left the flat.