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loadedsixstring.livejournal.com posting in monaboyd Jul. 22nd, 2004 10:51 pm)Title: Simplicity
Author: loadedsixstring
Pairing: Monaboyd
Rating: PG
Summary: Just a simple afternoon at home
Warnings: The f-bomb, once. Not that anyone here seems to mind, anyway.
Disclaimer: It’s true, I watched it with my own eyes. Now excuse me while I go take care of the three-headed alien that's threatening to erase my memory.
Feedback: I would beg and plead and shower you with cookies and cotton candy.
A/N: It's surprising where one finds story inspiration...as one mindlessly colours her own fingernails...
Billy sat down on the sofa beside Dom and looked at the younger man with what could only be classified as a combination of complete fascination and utter bewilderment.
“What…”
Billy’s voice trailed off as he watched Dom carefully rip small pieces of clear masking tape off the roll and place them over his fingernails. He started with his left thumb and worked his way around the whole hand, before repeating the process on his right hand. Then, reaching for the blue ball point pen that sat on the coffee table in front of him, Dom curled his knees up to his chest and started colouring the tape on his nails. The first few strokes didn’t appear to take, so he absent-mindedly doodled on his hand to make sure the pen worked. Again, he began with the thumb on his left hand, turning it into a detailed process of significance. As opposed to the fact that he was merely drawing on his fingernails.
Billy stared, wide-eyed and transfixed. Dom didn’t even notice that Billy had entered the room, much less sat down beside him. He merely continued to turn his nails a dark shade of midnight blue. When he was satisfied that all the nails matched perfectly, he set about doing his other hand. This proved a tad more difficult, seeing as Dom was right handed and now had to colour using his left hand. And Billy would have laughed at him, sitting there with tucked up knees and tongue sticking out slightly in concentration, except that he looked so … so … *fucking* adorable. So he shook his head in awe of Dom’s strange but creative artistry and his own blind love for such a free-spirited man. Then he sat back in silence, content to just observe, even if he could never quite understand how Dom’s mind worked.
When Dom had finished, he held up both hands in front of himself and admired his twenty minute project. He smiled, apparently pleased that he’d done a good job. That’s when Billy decided to finish the question he’d started earlier.
“What in blazes are you doin’, Dommie?”
Dom turned to him and a slow grin spread across his face as he answered, “I’m just doin’ my nails, s’all.”
Billy shook his head again, but returned the smile, “You belong in a loony bin, you know that?”
Dom shrugged, “S’pose you’re right, but you’d come visit me every day, right? And hold my hand if I started freakin’ out ‘cause there were snakes crawling on me?”
Billy just threw his head back and laughed, before leaning close and cupping Dom’s face in his own small hands that were clear of any masking tape and especially any bright colour.
“And crazy as you are, I must even be crazier…” he let his voice trail off as he pressed his lips to Dom’s, “for loving you like I do.”
Author: loadedsixstring
Pairing: Monaboyd
Rating: PG
Summary: Just a simple afternoon at home
Warnings: The f-bomb, once. Not that anyone here seems to mind, anyway.
Disclaimer: It’s true, I watched it with my own eyes. Now excuse me while I go take care of the three-headed alien that's threatening to erase my memory.
Feedback: I would beg and plead and shower you with cookies and cotton candy.
A/N: It's surprising where one finds story inspiration...as one mindlessly colours her own fingernails...
Billy sat down on the sofa beside Dom and looked at the younger man with what could only be classified as a combination of complete fascination and utter bewilderment.
“What…”
Billy’s voice trailed off as he watched Dom carefully rip small pieces of clear masking tape off the roll and place them over his fingernails. He started with his left thumb and worked his way around the whole hand, before repeating the process on his right hand. Then, reaching for the blue ball point pen that sat on the coffee table in front of him, Dom curled his knees up to his chest and started colouring the tape on his nails. The first few strokes didn’t appear to take, so he absent-mindedly doodled on his hand to make sure the pen worked. Again, he began with the thumb on his left hand, turning it into a detailed process of significance. As opposed to the fact that he was merely drawing on his fingernails.
Billy stared, wide-eyed and transfixed. Dom didn’t even notice that Billy had entered the room, much less sat down beside him. He merely continued to turn his nails a dark shade of midnight blue. When he was satisfied that all the nails matched perfectly, he set about doing his other hand. This proved a tad more difficult, seeing as Dom was right handed and now had to colour using his left hand. And Billy would have laughed at him, sitting there with tucked up knees and tongue sticking out slightly in concentration, except that he looked so … so … *fucking* adorable. So he shook his head in awe of Dom’s strange but creative artistry and his own blind love for such a free-spirited man. Then he sat back in silence, content to just observe, even if he could never quite understand how Dom’s mind worked.
When Dom had finished, he held up both hands in front of himself and admired his twenty minute project. He smiled, apparently pleased that he’d done a good job. That’s when Billy decided to finish the question he’d started earlier.
“What in blazes are you doin’, Dommie?”
Dom turned to him and a slow grin spread across his face as he answered, “I’m just doin’ my nails, s’all.”
Billy shook his head again, but returned the smile, “You belong in a loony bin, you know that?”
Dom shrugged, “S’pose you’re right, but you’d come visit me every day, right? And hold my hand if I started freakin’ out ‘cause there were snakes crawling on me?”
Billy just threw his head back and laughed, before leaning close and cupping Dom’s face in his own small hands that were clear of any masking tape and especially any bright colour.
“And crazy as you are, I must even be crazier…” he let his voice trail off as he pressed his lips to Dom’s, “for loving you like I do.”
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I can see clearly the *fucking* adoreable postition Dom is in with his cute lil tounge poking out.
great job!
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hey! :) you should check out my lil drabble that I posted just a few before you.... :)
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Love,
MB
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I can just see Dom carefully doing his nails with his tongue sticking out in concentration.
“And crazy as you are, I must even be crazier…” he let his voice trail off as he pressed his lips to Dom’s, “for loving you like I do.”
Awwwwwww!
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Too cute!
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Thank you!!! ::skips off, singing happily::
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I liked that mental picture of Dommie doing his nails!! XD And Billy's 'Waht the fuck' look..XD ^___^ PERFECT!!
*applaud*
MORE!
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