Mindless drabble part three

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Title: Mindless Drabble - Behind the scenes of the Lord of the Rings: the After Party
Author: liatli1228
Disclaimer: yeah, yeah, not mine. Not true. Only in my dreams.
Summary: The next premiere....



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Behind the scenes: the After Party
Part 3

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The next premiere is different.

Billy and Dom still come together. Happy as they ever were, they strut in holding hands. Dom winks for the camera and Billy's cheeks turn red. He knows that the next day the cover of every tabloid and gossip magazine will boast a grainy, blown-up picture of their linked hands on the cover.

But he looks over at Dom, at the openly ecstatic expression on his face as he smiles prettily for the cameras and Billy knows it'll be all right.

And Dom chooses that moment to look over at Billy and the cameras start flashing, trying desperately to catch *that look*. That look of total, unconditional love and acceptance. Of complete and utter devotion and happiness.

*That* is the picture that shows up the next morning in kiosks all over New York and Chicago and Los Angeles, and on thousands of websites and icons, a dream come true for monaboyd slashers everywhere. *

Viggo shows up with Liv again, but they have Karl with them, too. And he looks so handsome with his black hair that Liv's attention has been diverted and Viggo can finally breathe freely. Once again, his eyes roam in constant search for Orlando.

Orlando is late, again, but this time the girlfriend is absent. He strolls across the carpet in black slacks and white dress-shirt, hands nervously playing with thick curls that shield his eyes. His sleeves are rolled up, exposing roped forearms, and he has a goatee.

When Viggo sees him, he abandons Liv and Karl, heading straight for Orlando. The cameras flash as Viggo and Orlando embrace, hugging tight and long, then pressing kisses to each other's cheeks. They talk as they join back up with Liv and Karl, then disappear inside.

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After the show, they all go back to Viggo's place. Sean begs off at an early hour (parental duties call) and Bean and Miranda have return flights at ungodly hours the next morning.

So Viggo, Orlando, Elijah, Billy, Dom, Liv, Karl, John, and Ian all pack into one stretch-limo and head for Viggo's brand-new home in Beverly Hills.

It's a big, white, stucco house, two-story with an insane number of floor-to-ceiling windows. The inside is done in maroons and greens and navies. The rooms are big and open and airy, with sliding patio doors leading out to decks with lawn chairs and little tables and palm trees and beds of delicate-looking orchids.

They all grab seats in the den and Viggo vanishes, reappearing minutes later with four six-packs of Jack Daniels in hand and some ashtrays.

He pulls a box from a drawer in the stand beside the couch and lifts the cover to reveal two neat rows of cigars.

Karl, John, and Ian pull out cigars and Viggo grabs one before shutting the box and setting it down on the table. Elijah offers cigarettes, but only he takes one.

Orli, Billy, Dom, and Liv end up in another room with a deck of cards and a pile of clothes.

At one point, Viggo goes to look for them. He notes Liv's skimpy black panties and long, naked legs and Orlando's bare chest before he snorts.

"Strip poker?"

Billy grins up at him, clad only in boxers and socks.

"I've discovered I'm really awful at this game."

Dom shakes his head, frowning at his cards.

"Please. He's doing it on purpose. He wants to show us all his goods. He's regressed back to that nudist stage every baby goes through." He flicks a glance at Billy that, somehow, manages to be withering and adoring at the same time. "Pathetic."

Viggo laughs,

"Deal me in."

Orlando looks up at Viggo, surprised.

He watched Viggo pull up a chair, straddling it backwards.

Viggo smells like beer and cigar smoke. Orlando never really liked the smells until now. When they're mixed with Viggo's cologne and the faint smell of leather.

"Where are Lijah, Karl, John, and Ian?"

Viggo doesn't look at Orli, picks up his cards and begins rearranging with deft fingers.

"Told them I was going to scout out Liv, the hobbits, and the fairy."

He ends it with a shrug and a quick glance up at Orlando, gauging his reaction.

Orlando seems not to notice anything, Viggo thinks, because he just keeps staring at his own cards, brows lowered over intense velvet eyes. Viggo watches Orlando's tongue poke out of the corner of his mouth as he concentrates. Suddenly, not looking up, Orlando says.

"Give me time. I'll think of something good."

Viggo laughs, long and loud, then slaps two cards down and says boisterously,

"Gimme two, Merry."

Dom automatically hands Viggo two cards.

Half an hour later, Elijah and Karl find them. Liv is down to her bra and panties and Billy is beet red with a blanket wrapped around his lower body.

Dom isn't so smug anymore, sitting in only boxers and an undershirt.

Orli is still bare-chested and wearing pants, but he has no shoes and only one sock.

Viggo looks very pleased with himself, still completely dressed, though he has unbuttoned his shirt half-way, for comfort's sake.

Karl grins, looking around the table. His eyes fall upon Liv and he raises an eyebrow.

"You're not very good at poker, are you, love?"

Liv smiles, looking down.

"Not too good, no. But Billy's worse."

Karl glances at Billy and bursts out laughing. Billy blushes, squirming. He bends to pick up his pants and struggles to slip them on under the blanket. He declares,

"I'm out. I'll just...watch, now."

Dom laughs,

"Wise decision, Bill."

Karl and Elijah pull up chairs and Dom deals them in, pulling another deck from a drawer under the table. Karl winks at Liv as he fans out his cards.

~*~

Two hours later, John, Ian, Karl, Liv, Elijah, Dom, and Billy are trudging out the door. Orlando is humming to himself, still shirtless, while he picks up empty and half-full beer bottles. He absently takes a swig from a random bottle as he walks toward the kitchen.

Viggo is laughing when he enters the kitchen behind Orlando, an ashtray in each hand.

"That was fun."

Orlando nods, washing his hands in the sink. He turns to look at Viggo, eyes sleepy. Viggo smiles, walking toward Orlando. He runs a hand down Orlando's cheek and Orli's eyes flutter closed.

Viggo's breath catches and Orlando sighs deeply, leaning toward him. Viggo's hand slips down to Orli's shoulder and he gently pulls Orlando toward the hallway. He murmurs,

"I think you'll stay here tonight."

Orlando nods, leaning on Viggo. Viggo smiles, leading Orlando to the spare bedroom. Orlando sits down on the bed and looks up at Viggo. Viggo smiles at him and says,

"Goodnight, Orli."

Orlando grabs Viggo's hand before he can leave.

"Wait, Vig..."

Viggo looks at Orlando expectantly. Orlando watches Viggo, then drops his hand.

"Never mind."

Viggo's smile fades, and he tries to bring it back, but only produces a weak one. Orlando doesn't notice, because he's lain back, head at the wrong end, and his eyes are slowly closing.

Sighing, Viggo walks out of the room, shutting off the light as he leaves.

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Okay, it ended up not so drabbley at the end. whatever.

* Yes, that was a total shout-out. And sorry this chapter didnt have any monaboyd. Next one will.