Playing

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Title: Playing
Author: stinarockchick
Pairings: Dom & Billeh
Rating: Ah PG. It's not very long...
Summary: It's a very short ficlet... just something I jotted down earlier.

Playing Grand Theft Auto on the Playstation he thinks about what he really should be doing right now. Looking around at the pizza boxes and empty beer bottles he wonders when he'll clear them up and make the place look decent again.

Billy likes it looking decent.

He sighs.

His days are full up of stealing cars via a computer game and eating cold ham and pineapple from a box.

Great.

It wasn't supposed to be this way. The offers of work were supposed to come flooding in and people were supposed to be wanting him for the lead roles in their films. Instead he gets shitty little horror movies and people asking whether he is Billy Boyd and what it's like being from Glasgow.

I mean come on. It's obvious. He's the tall one - the one from Manchester. Merry Brandybuck. Yes - the one up the tree alongside the short one with the scarf.

That's him.

He sits and plays with his leather cuffs, wondering what to do next.

Billy likes to do that.

Going through his phone book he wonders who he can call.

Elijah? Nah, he's off in New York moving into his new place. Too busy.

Orlando? Nah, he's off in Mexico shooting Troy in between filming other stuff he's doing. Way too busy.

Sean? Nah, he's off filming with Adam Sandler and co. for his new movie. Also too busy.

Billy?

Billy.

"Billy?"

"Hey Dom"

"Hey what you doing?"

"Nothing, you?"

"Nothing. Fancy coming over?"

"Urm, yeah why not"

"We can play Playstation or X-box or whatever"

"Ok, I'll be there in ten?"

"Alright, see you in a bit"

"See you"

He puts his phone back down and stares at the screen.

Billy likes Grand Theft Auto. He likes it because he can be the person he isn't.

He stands up and heads towards the bathroom, rubbing his hair on the way.

Looking in the mirror he washes his face and makes himself look more presentable.

Billy likes him that way.

Moving his way into the kitchen he opens the fridge and sighs. There's not much in there apart from the beer.

Billy likes beer, so that's ok.

Going back into the living room he goes over to the far side and picks up the spare Playstation2 controller. He smiles as he plugs it in. Billy's favourite controller. He says its lucky.

The controllers plugged in, the beer cold, the curtains open.

He's ready.

So he sits in the chair and waits for Billy to arrive.

Twiddles with his hair and writes something witty on his hands whilst he waits.

Then the knock.

He jumps up and leaps over the pizza boxes, landing at the door. Takes in a deep breath as he opens the door.

"Hey"

"Bought beer" Billy says as he steps in.

Dom smiles as he closes the door.

"Woo it's a bit of a mess Dommmie boy!"

And he relaxes as he walks in and takes a seat, watching him rummage around in the fridge. He smiles as he is lectured on personal hygiene and not having a proper diet. He lies back and prepares because he knows Billy likes to play.

And Dom likes it that way.