[Because this is my new obsession.]

Title: Flawless
Rating: G
Disclaimer: The characters and lyrics aren't mine; I just write them that way.
Archive: [livejournal.com profile] __caustic
Warning: First Monaboyd, and I haven't written anything for about a month, so it's very short. The sap runs rampant.


Flawless
© 2004 psycho


Dom loves the way Billy's voice sounds early in the morning; all sleep and gravely soft against his shoulder. It buzzes straight to his chest and feels warm and fuzzy like alcohol.

"There are places I'll remember all my life, though some have changed."

Billy has an arm draped across Dom's collar bone, the other wrapped around his waist. He looks out over the water at the skyline from behind Dom's shoulder. Billy's breath is hot on the back of Dom's neck.

"Some forever not for better, some have gone, and some remain."

Dom closes his eyes against the sunrise because he doesn't think something so flawless ever existed before now. When the mountains create their own horizon and the sky is just slightly pink before it fades to black again.

"All these places have their moments with lovers and friends, I still can recall, some are dead and some are living, in my life I've loved them all."

Billy's grip gets a little tighter, and Dom thinks that sunrises never really seemed to matter until now. Billy's hand wraps around the back of Dom's head and curls into his hair.

"But of all these friends and lovers, there is no one - "

He nuzzles his nose into the soft spot behind's Dom ear.

" - compares with you."

Dom finally opens his eyes when the soreness in the back of his throat hurts too much. There's oranges and reds filtering over the water, and Billy's mouth pressing kisses to his hair, and Dom knows the edge of the world must end in New Zealand because he's sitting on it right now.

"And these memories lose their meaning when I think of love as something new, though I know I'll never lose affection for people and things that went before."

Dom loves the way Billy's voice sounds early in the morning; the accent all heavy-melodic around the vowels.

"I know I'll often stop and think about them in my life...I love you more."

And Dom loves the way Billy will only sing for him.

From: [identity profile] goldenglitter.livejournal.com


You don't not realize how much I love you. That is my all time favorite song. Not even kidding. And this is just entirely too beautiful.

Dom knows the edge of the world must end in New Zealand because he's sitting on it right now.

That is an all too perfect line.

From: [identity profile] domslover.livejournal.com


omg the last line *curls up and dies in puddle of happy goo*

From: [identity profile] sparklytiara.livejournal.com


Mmm. Good fic, it's beautifully written and the lyrics seem inter-woven perfectly. (And Billy singing? *guh!*)

And that last line...*melts and squees like a true fangirl*

From: [identity profile] begiled.livejournal.com


beautiful story.

i recced you in my lj (for the twleve people who actually read it).

From: [identity profile] cutselvage.livejournal.com


Lovely. I love the words (although I don't believe I've heard the song), and your prose is very lyrical to match. Great work!

From: [identity profile] broken-rook.livejournal.com


Ooooh...'twould be heaven on earth to hear Billy sing In My Life...especially to Dom. -purrs- Wonderful job, mmm sap!

From: [identity profile] standing.livejournal.com


oh what a beautiful song to choose for the painting of perfection. i wanted to be there, i wanted to have this. just a moment full of love and beauty, that everyone wants to achieve. lovely imagining.

also, uhh, not to ruin the mood .. but i kind of imagined that they have that pretty romantic moment, and billy would totally do the high-pitched paul voice in the very last line of the song and they would TOTALLY burst into laughter and start making out >_

From: [identity profile] laughingdryad.livejournal.com


another Billy-singing fic. Mmmm. Anything with Billy singing is a good thing.

Dom loves the way Billy's voice sounds early in the morning; all sleep and gravely soft against his shoulder. It buzzes straight to his chest and feels warm and fuzzy like alcohol.

That is gorgeous, and I hate alcohol. lol.

Dom loves the way Billy's voice sounds early in the morning; the accent all heavy-melodic around the vowels.

Guh. I want a morning-billy really badly.

May your new obsession live long and prosper. <--Wow, I sound so geeky. ::giggles::


From: [identity profile] irish-cocktail.livejournal.com



well.
i guess i can't say anything new, because everyone else seems to adore it as well.
so.
good great EXCELLENT job. i am in awe of your writing, seriously. it's just all so serene and beautiful and flowing.

yes.
*wibble*
rock on! :D
((or... something))

From: [identity profile] rotcknn-ahren.livejournal.com


I know this was written like a year ago, but I had to say my piece...

This story is so beautiful and breath-taking.

Dom knows the edge of the world must end in New Zealand because he's sitting on it right now.

It's simply wonderful! *adds to memories*

From: [identity profile] infrom-under.livejournal.com


Awesome. Thank you. You know, I get these every once in awhile and they always make me smile.
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