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domslover.livejournal.com posting in monaboyd Jan. 3rd, 2004 11:39 pm)Title: Downpour (in reference to rain, tears and shower)
Author: Chend
Rating: PG13 I think
Warnings: Fluff and angst and more fluff
Pairings: Monaboyd
Summary: Don't want to incase it spoils it.
Feedback: Please Please Please
Disclaimer: I don't own them, I only wish I did.
Thanks: Al for title and Betta.
‘WHEN BILLY? WHEN?’ Dom had never even raised his voice to Billy before, never mind stood screaming at him across his living room. ‘BILLY I CAN’T DO IT! I WON’T, NOT ANYMORE.’
Billy stood there helpless. ‘Dommie…’
‘NO!!!! DO NOT CALL ME THAT!! DO NOT TRY AND WIN ME ROUND. IT WON’T WORK THIS TIME.’ Dom breathed out deeply. He wasn’t used to yelling. He had no reason for it before. But he was learning it was hard to do while trying to keep your breathing regular.
Billy stepped towards him and reached for him but Dom pulled away. ‘Don’t.’ Dom was also learning that screaming made him erratic and bloody well act like his mother. Men weren’t supposed to cry. It was a well known fact. Ha! 21st century people!!!!! He didn’t care what people thought. He cried. Although he’d had no reason to cry over Billy before. Not in all the years he had known him.
‘Dom please, just listen. We need to talk about it.’ Billy was pleading but Dom was having none of it.
‘Billy we’ve had this conversation too many times.’ He wasn’t shouting anymore. Well it was hard to shout and cry at the same time. It screwed with the breathing even more. And there was no way he could have stopped his tears streaming down his cheeks.
‘Billy you always say the same thing and I always believe you. Then we go back to the way it was until it comes up again and the whole thing starts all over.’ Dom found tears were worse than shouting; these made him choke and stumble over his words. ‘I can’t do it Bills. I can’t.’
Billy was crying too and Dom hated the fact that he had made him do it.
‘So what are you saying Dom?’ Billy wiped the tears from his own cheeks but it made no difference. New ones were flowing to replace them.
‘This is it. I can’t keep pretending. It’s over. I have to go.’
‘No! You can’t. You can’t leave me.’ Billy grabbed him. ‘Dom please, don’t. I’ll… we’ll sort it. I’ll tell them. I’ll tell everyone!’
Dom shook his head. ‘It’s too late.’ He cupped Billy’s face with his shaking hands. He leaned and kissed him, tears mixing. ‘Sorry Bills. I do love you.’
‘So don’t do this.’
Dom kissed him again but pulled back before he lost himself in Billy’s kisses.
‘Bye Bills.’
He broke away from Billy’s grasp and walked away. He shut the front door quietly and broke down.
-------------TBC------------------
Author: Chend
Rating: PG13 I think
Warnings: Fluff and angst and more fluff
Pairings: Monaboyd
Summary: Don't want to incase it spoils it.
Feedback: Please Please Please
Disclaimer: I don't own them, I only wish I did.
Thanks: Al for title and Betta.
‘WHEN BILLY? WHEN?’ Dom had never even raised his voice to Billy before, never mind stood screaming at him across his living room. ‘BILLY I CAN’T DO IT! I WON’T, NOT ANYMORE.’
Billy stood there helpless. ‘Dommie…’
‘NO!!!! DO NOT CALL ME THAT!! DO NOT TRY AND WIN ME ROUND. IT WON’T WORK THIS TIME.’ Dom breathed out deeply. He wasn’t used to yelling. He had no reason for it before. But he was learning it was hard to do while trying to keep your breathing regular.
Billy stepped towards him and reached for him but Dom pulled away. ‘Don’t.’ Dom was also learning that screaming made him erratic and bloody well act like his mother. Men weren’t supposed to cry. It was a well known fact. Ha! 21st century people!!!!! He didn’t care what people thought. He cried. Although he’d had no reason to cry over Billy before. Not in all the years he had known him.
‘Dom please, just listen. We need to talk about it.’ Billy was pleading but Dom was having none of it.
‘Billy we’ve had this conversation too many times.’ He wasn’t shouting anymore. Well it was hard to shout and cry at the same time. It screwed with the breathing even more. And there was no way he could have stopped his tears streaming down his cheeks.
‘Billy you always say the same thing and I always believe you. Then we go back to the way it was until it comes up again and the whole thing starts all over.’ Dom found tears were worse than shouting; these made him choke and stumble over his words. ‘I can’t do it Bills. I can’t.’
Billy was crying too and Dom hated the fact that he had made him do it.
‘So what are you saying Dom?’ Billy wiped the tears from his own cheeks but it made no difference. New ones were flowing to replace them.
‘This is it. I can’t keep pretending. It’s over. I have to go.’
‘No! You can’t. You can’t leave me.’ Billy grabbed him. ‘Dom please, don’t. I’ll… we’ll sort it. I’ll tell them. I’ll tell everyone!’
Dom shook his head. ‘It’s too late.’ He cupped Billy’s face with his shaking hands. He leaned and kissed him, tears mixing. ‘Sorry Bills. I do love you.’
‘So don’t do this.’
Dom kissed him again but pulled back before he lost himself in Billy’s kisses.
‘Bye Bills.’
He broke away from Billy’s grasp and walked away. He shut the front door quietly and broke down.
-------------TBC------------------
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