Twelve Days of Christmas - Part Eight
Title: Twelve Days of Christmas
Pairing: Elijah/Orlando, Elijah/Viggo
Rating: PG13-NC17
The Guardian, 22nd December
Review of Local Gig - The Moonlighters. By Jane Mulhoon.
I was pleasantly surprised last night when I went to see the much-celebrated, critically-acclaimed group The Moonlighters. In my experience, groups like this - we all know their names; their faces; the singers themselves are more famous than their music - rarely live up to the expectations. The Moonlighters were a startling exception. Viggo Mortensen, 50 but looking far younger, has a voice that amazed me, while Elijah Wood, 27, was something extremely special. Songs full of lyrical beauty and harmonies, tinkling piano and old-style Hollywood glamour, The Moonlighters are certainly something I would recommend.
***
"Don't feel good," Elijah said anxiously. He and Viggo were standing in the wings of the concert hall. Viggo straightened his bow-tie and smiled.
"You'll be fine. Come on, Elijah, don't get nervous."
"But Karl's here..."
Viggo looked at Elijah closely. His pupils, in the dim light, were dilated.
"Just ignore him."
"I can't...He'll be watching me."
"Yes, Elijah, that's why he came. It's his job."
Elijah risked a quick glance out from around the curtain. His eyes were instantly attracted to Karl Urban, music critic and ex-boyfriend, sitting in the third row. His stomach did a flip.
"Don't feel good," he said again, and sat down. "Viggo, he makes me uncomfortable."
"Look," Viggo said, crouching to look Elijah in the eye. "He's all the way over there, Lijah. You won't even notice him, I promise."
Elijah shook his head slightly.
"You want a distraction?" Viggo asked.
"Wouldn't mind," Elijah said glumly.
Viggo leaned over and kissed him. He broke apart before Elijah's brain had even fully registered what was happening, and stood up. "Think on that instead."
***
The audience were on their feet, clapping and cheering. Elijah and Viggo did their trademark theatrical bows, then retreated backstage.
"Viggo, I need to talk to you - "
"Right. Go on then." Viggo stopped in the corridor on the way to their dressing rooms, and gave Elijah a small encouraging smile.
"The kiss," Elijah said awkwardly.
"Yes," Viggo said after a moment of silence.
"Well...I wasn't expecting it." Elijah scuffed his shoes lightly on the floor. He glanced up - steely blue eyes gazed back down at him. "I just want to know whether it was....just a distraction...or whether...." He trailed off.
Viggo gave a low laugh. "You've caught me, I guess. I tried to hide how I felt about you, while you were with Orlando - I thought the last thing you needed was me messing about on top of everything else. But...Elijah, I want you to be happy, that's all. If you need me...I'm ready.".
Pairing: Elijah/Orlando, Elijah/Viggo
Rating: PG13-NC17
The Guardian, 22nd December
Review of Local Gig - The Moonlighters. By Jane Mulhoon.
I was pleasantly surprised last night when I went to see the much-celebrated, critically-acclaimed group The Moonlighters. In my experience, groups like this - we all know their names; their faces; the singers themselves are more famous than their music - rarely live up to the expectations. The Moonlighters were a startling exception. Viggo Mortensen, 50 but looking far younger, has a voice that amazed me, while Elijah Wood, 27, was something extremely special. Songs full of lyrical beauty and harmonies, tinkling piano and old-style Hollywood glamour, The Moonlighters are certainly something I would recommend.
***
"Don't feel good," Elijah said anxiously. He and Viggo were standing in the wings of the concert hall. Viggo straightened his bow-tie and smiled.
"You'll be fine. Come on, Elijah, don't get nervous."
"But Karl's here..."
Viggo looked at Elijah closely. His pupils, in the dim light, were dilated.
"Just ignore him."
"I can't...He'll be watching me."
"Yes, Elijah, that's why he came. It's his job."
Elijah risked a quick glance out from around the curtain. His eyes were instantly attracted to Karl Urban, music critic and ex-boyfriend, sitting in the third row. His stomach did a flip.
"Don't feel good," he said again, and sat down. "Viggo, he makes me uncomfortable."
"Look," Viggo said, crouching to look Elijah in the eye. "He's all the way over there, Lijah. You won't even notice him, I promise."
Elijah shook his head slightly.
"You want a distraction?" Viggo asked.
"Wouldn't mind," Elijah said glumly.
Viggo leaned over and kissed him. He broke apart before Elijah's brain had even fully registered what was happening, and stood up. "Think on that instead."
***
The audience were on their feet, clapping and cheering. Elijah and Viggo did their trademark theatrical bows, then retreated backstage.
"Viggo, I need to talk to you - "
"Right. Go on then." Viggo stopped in the corridor on the way to their dressing rooms, and gave Elijah a small encouraging smile.
"The kiss," Elijah said awkwardly.
"Yes," Viggo said after a moment of silence.
"Well...I wasn't expecting it." Elijah scuffed his shoes lightly on the floor. He glanced up - steely blue eyes gazed back down at him. "I just want to know whether it was....just a distraction...or whether...." He trailed off.
Viggo gave a low laugh. "You've caught me, I guess. I tried to hide how I felt about you, while you were with Orlando - I thought the last thing you needed was me messing about on top of everything else. But...Elijah, I want you to be happy, that's all. If you need me...I'm ready.".