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domslover.livejournal.com posting in monaboyd Jan. 4th, 2004 03:31 am)part one - http://www.livejournal.com/community/fellow_shippers/1124375.html
part two -
http://www.livejournal.com/community/monaboyd/208543.html#cutid1
part three -
http://www.livejournal.com/community/monaboyd/208883.html#cutid1
part four and five cause it'll get posted tonight I know so I might as well do it now -
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.
Dom folded the paper into his lap. Well Billy certainly didn’t do things by half.
When Dom stepped off the plane he was greeted by a cold wind. Yes that felt right. Warm plane, cold outside.
As soon as he was in a taxi he turned his phone on and rang Billy. After eight rings he heard a click. ‘Hello. This is Billy Boyd.’ Dom grinned when he heard the Scottish drawl. ‘Sorry I can’t get to the phone right now but if you’d like to leave your name and number and I’ll get back to you ASAP.’ There was a pause before Billy started speaking again. ‘Or try my mobile; you may catch me on that. Bye.’
God Billy was so conventional. He really needed a jazzier message *beep* ‘Hey Bills. It’s Dom. Just ringing to say I saw the paper.’ Dom paused. ‘I saw it.’ He smiled before hanging up. Oh yes, that gave nothing away. He was just about to slide his phone in his pocket when it rang.
‘Hello.’
‘Hey Doms. You’ve seen it right?
‘Yes Sean. I have.’
‘He’s sorry you know. He loves you.’
‘I know Sean. But he’s only done it because I forced him into it.’
‘Are you kidding? You finishing it gave him a get out clause. He no longer had anything to deny. He had no reason to do it. He did it for you. To show you what you mean to him. There was nothing in it for him.’
‘You’re right.’
‘So are you going to ring him?’
‘No.’
‘Dom, you love him. You can’t let it end here. Listen, are you at home? I’ll come round and we’ll talk.’
‘I’m out Sean.’
‘Well I’ll meet ya. Where are you?’
‘In a taxi.’
‘Where?’
‘Glasgow.’
There was a pause in conversation and Dom knew Sean was smiling. Hell he was smiling too.
‘Say hi from me.’
‘I will do Sean. And thanks.
‘For what?’
‘Helping.’
‘Dom, I did nothing. You were already there.’
‘But I might not have been and you ringing may have convinced me.’
Sean gave out a laugh. ‘Maybe.’
‘No maybes about it. I’ll let you know what happens.’
‘You better.’
‘I will. Love to Christine and the kids.’
‘Will do. Bye.’
‘Bye Sean
Dom hung up and shoved the phone into his pocket smiling.
Dom stood outside Billy’s front door. This was not the plan. Granted he didn’t have a plan. He had gotten on a plane without clothes or anything. Yep, definitely no plan there. But still, this was not part of the non plan. Billy was supposed to be in the bloody house. He sunk to the floor and curled up on the doorstep. He’d wait.
30 minutes later it started to gently rain. Dom could have went to a pub or café, shelter till it stopped, he didn’t. He waited. Still no Billy.
45 minutes later and the rain was really heavy. But it reminded Dom that he was in Glasgow, home of Billy so he didn’t really care. He only wished he’d thought a little. He’d still be sitting on the doorstep in the rain, but he would definitely of remembered to bring a coat. He shivered and pulled his knees closer.
One hour and 14 minutes later Dom was beyond wet. He was freezing, huddled shuddering finding no relief from the doorframe. If only the rain would stop. He wanted to get up and go and get a hot drink and come back. But, just as he would think about moving an image of Billy returning to an empty house stopped him. Never again would Billy have to come home and feel alone.
It was one hour and 17 minutes when Billy’s car pulled up but Dom didn’t even notice. His legs were pulled up to his chest his arms folded on top. His head rested on his arms, his eyes closed, his wet hair plastered to his forehead.
Billy climbed out of his car, shut and locked the door and set the alarm. It was only when he walked round to the front of the house that he noticed Dom.
He ran up the path and crouched in front of him. He gently ran his fingers thru Dom’s wet hair.
‘Dom.’
He ran his left hand up Dom’s right arm and Dom started to stir. He lifted his head from his arms and looked into Billy’s piercing green eyes.
‘Billy?’
‘Yeah Dom, it’s me.’
‘Bills. Been waiting. Been waiting for you.’
‘For how long?’
‘Forever.’
Billy smiled. ‘Me too Dommie.’
Dom smiled back. He pulled a soaking crinkled paper from his knees. ‘I read it Billy. I read it.’
Billy gave out a little chuckle. ‘And what did you think?’
‘Certainly a surprise.’
‘Yeah. I thought it was about time.’
‘What does your ex think?’
‘To be honest I’m not sure.’
‘So you’re not expecting a reconciliation with him then?’
‘Not really. I didn’t do it for that. I did it because he was right all along. Everything he said. He was right.’
‘What would you say if he told you that it didn’t matter anyway? That it was all insignificant and that all that mattered was that he loved you.’
‘Then I’d say I was the luckiest guy in the world.’
Dom shook his head. ‘That’s me.’
Billy smiled. ‘You’re wet.’
‘You’re getting pretty wet too.’
Billy nodded. ‘I guess I am.’ Billy held his hands out and Dom took them. Billy stood up bringing Dom with him. They stood in the rain looking at each other.
‘So, you think there’s defiantly no chance of reconciling?’ Dom looked towards the paper on the step.
Billy followed his gaze. ‘Don’t know if he’ll forgive me.’
‘He’d be an idiot not to.’
Billy shook his head. ‘I was the idiot.’
‘Maybe you’re both idiots.’ Dom grinned and Billy gave out a chuckle. ‘Maybe.’
They stood looking at each other again. Dom groaned ‘Oh fuck it.’ He grabbed Billy and pressed their lips together, passion exploding. They separated only to breathe.
‘I’m sorry. I am Dom really.’
Dom stroked Billy’s face gently. ‘Doesn’t matter Bill. None of it matters. I love you and that’s all I care about. I can’t live without you.’
‘Oh Dommie.’ Billy kissed him again.
‘I love it when you call me that Bills. Only you.’ Dom pulled him closer. Billy whispered in his ear. ‘You are mine!’ Dom shivered and it wasn’t from the cold.
‘Billy?’ Bills pulled back to look at Dom. ‘Yeah Dom?’
‘Howe about we go take a hot shower?’
Billy’s eyebrows rose. ‘We?’
Dom nodded smiling. Billy smiled back before kissing him again.
‘That Dommie’ and Dom shivered again ‘sounds like the greatest thing ever.’ Billy unlocked the front door and taking Dom by the hand, led him inside.
A minute later it opened and Dom came out. He looked down, found what he was looking for and bent and picked it up. He stood staring at the blurry image on the front of his newspaper.
‘Dommie!’ Billy’s voice filtered from inside. Dom turned to look where the voice came from and smiled. Clutching the paper tightly, he turned and went back inside closing the door behind him.
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the end
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altho tempted to write a sequel, i.e. pwp in the shower.... but it depends on feedback :D
part two -
http://www.livejournal.com/community/monaboyd/208543.html#cutid1
part three -
http://www.livejournal.com/community/monaboyd/208883.html#cutid1
part four and five cause it'll get posted tonight I know so I might as well do it now -
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.
Dom folded the paper into his lap. Well Billy certainly didn’t do things by half.
When Dom stepped off the plane he was greeted by a cold wind. Yes that felt right. Warm plane, cold outside.
As soon as he was in a taxi he turned his phone on and rang Billy. After eight rings he heard a click. ‘Hello. This is Billy Boyd.’ Dom grinned when he heard the Scottish drawl. ‘Sorry I can’t get to the phone right now but if you’d like to leave your name and number and I’ll get back to you ASAP.’ There was a pause before Billy started speaking again. ‘Or try my mobile; you may catch me on that. Bye.’
God Billy was so conventional. He really needed a jazzier message *beep* ‘Hey Bills. It’s Dom. Just ringing to say I saw the paper.’ Dom paused. ‘I saw it.’ He smiled before hanging up. Oh yes, that gave nothing away. He was just about to slide his phone in his pocket when it rang.
‘Hello.’
‘Hey Doms. You’ve seen it right?
‘Yes Sean. I have.’
‘He’s sorry you know. He loves you.’
‘I know Sean. But he’s only done it because I forced him into it.’
‘Are you kidding? You finishing it gave him a get out clause. He no longer had anything to deny. He had no reason to do it. He did it for you. To show you what you mean to him. There was nothing in it for him.’
‘You’re right.’
‘So are you going to ring him?’
‘No.’
‘Dom, you love him. You can’t let it end here. Listen, are you at home? I’ll come round and we’ll talk.’
‘I’m out Sean.’
‘Well I’ll meet ya. Where are you?’
‘In a taxi.’
‘Where?’
‘Glasgow.’
There was a pause in conversation and Dom knew Sean was smiling. Hell he was smiling too.
‘Say hi from me.’
‘I will do Sean. And thanks.
‘For what?’
‘Helping.’
‘Dom, I did nothing. You were already there.’
‘But I might not have been and you ringing may have convinced me.’
Sean gave out a laugh. ‘Maybe.’
‘No maybes about it. I’ll let you know what happens.’
‘You better.’
‘I will. Love to Christine and the kids.’
‘Will do. Bye.’
‘Bye Sean
Dom hung up and shoved the phone into his pocket smiling.
Dom stood outside Billy’s front door. This was not the plan. Granted he didn’t have a plan. He had gotten on a plane without clothes or anything. Yep, definitely no plan there. But still, this was not part of the non plan. Billy was supposed to be in the bloody house. He sunk to the floor and curled up on the doorstep. He’d wait.
30 minutes later it started to gently rain. Dom could have went to a pub or café, shelter till it stopped, he didn’t. He waited. Still no Billy.
45 minutes later and the rain was really heavy. But it reminded Dom that he was in Glasgow, home of Billy so he didn’t really care. He only wished he’d thought a little. He’d still be sitting on the doorstep in the rain, but he would definitely of remembered to bring a coat. He shivered and pulled his knees closer.
One hour and 14 minutes later Dom was beyond wet. He was freezing, huddled shuddering finding no relief from the doorframe. If only the rain would stop. He wanted to get up and go and get a hot drink and come back. But, just as he would think about moving an image of Billy returning to an empty house stopped him. Never again would Billy have to come home and feel alone.
It was one hour and 17 minutes when Billy’s car pulled up but Dom didn’t even notice. His legs were pulled up to his chest his arms folded on top. His head rested on his arms, his eyes closed, his wet hair plastered to his forehead.
Billy climbed out of his car, shut and locked the door and set the alarm. It was only when he walked round to the front of the house that he noticed Dom.
He ran up the path and crouched in front of him. He gently ran his fingers thru Dom’s wet hair.
‘Dom.’
He ran his left hand up Dom’s right arm and Dom started to stir. He lifted his head from his arms and looked into Billy’s piercing green eyes.
‘Billy?’
‘Yeah Dom, it’s me.’
‘Bills. Been waiting. Been waiting for you.’
‘For how long?’
‘Forever.’
Billy smiled. ‘Me too Dommie.’
Dom smiled back. He pulled a soaking crinkled paper from his knees. ‘I read it Billy. I read it.’
Billy gave out a little chuckle. ‘And what did you think?’
‘Certainly a surprise.’
‘Yeah. I thought it was about time.’
‘What does your ex think?’
‘To be honest I’m not sure.’
‘So you’re not expecting a reconciliation with him then?’
‘Not really. I didn’t do it for that. I did it because he was right all along. Everything he said. He was right.’
‘What would you say if he told you that it didn’t matter anyway? That it was all insignificant and that all that mattered was that he loved you.’
‘Then I’d say I was the luckiest guy in the world.’
Dom shook his head. ‘That’s me.’
Billy smiled. ‘You’re wet.’
‘You’re getting pretty wet too.’
Billy nodded. ‘I guess I am.’ Billy held his hands out and Dom took them. Billy stood up bringing Dom with him. They stood in the rain looking at each other.
‘So, you think there’s defiantly no chance of reconciling?’ Dom looked towards the paper on the step.
Billy followed his gaze. ‘Don’t know if he’ll forgive me.’
‘He’d be an idiot not to.’
Billy shook his head. ‘I was the idiot.’
‘Maybe you’re both idiots.’ Dom grinned and Billy gave out a chuckle. ‘Maybe.’
They stood looking at each other again. Dom groaned ‘Oh fuck it.’ He grabbed Billy and pressed their lips together, passion exploding. They separated only to breathe.
‘I’m sorry. I am Dom really.’
Dom stroked Billy’s face gently. ‘Doesn’t matter Bill. None of it matters. I love you and that’s all I care about. I can’t live without you.’
‘Oh Dommie.’ Billy kissed him again.
‘I love it when you call me that Bills. Only you.’ Dom pulled him closer. Billy whispered in his ear. ‘You are mine!’ Dom shivered and it wasn’t from the cold.
‘Billy?’ Bills pulled back to look at Dom. ‘Yeah Dom?’
‘Howe about we go take a hot shower?’
Billy’s eyebrows rose. ‘We?’
Dom nodded smiling. Billy smiled back before kissing him again.
‘That Dommie’ and Dom shivered again ‘sounds like the greatest thing ever.’ Billy unlocked the front door and taking Dom by the hand, led him inside.
A minute later it opened and Dom came out. He looked down, found what he was looking for and bent and picked it up. He stood staring at the blurry image on the front of his newspaper.
‘Dommie!’ Billy’s voice filtered from inside. Dom turned to look where the voice came from and smiled. Clutching the paper tightly, he turned and went back inside closing the door behind him.
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the end
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altho tempted to write a sequel, i.e. pwp in the shower.... but it depends on feedback :D
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Thanky for lovely comments, mean a lot.
Thinking bout porn sequel but need sum more persuading. we'll see.
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no, in all seriousness, i like what you did with this, with the thread of rain and tears and such.
i'd read ur sequel. lol.
one thing. sean is waaaaay to american to tell dom to "ring" billy. *sheepish grin*
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Really, that was an amazing STORY!!! Oh my God I really loved it. absolutely DEVINE!
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altho what would u do if I didn't write one? ;D
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