Sweet Dreams 1/1

Mar 05, 2016 20:59


Sweet Dreams

Title: Sweet Dreams 1/1
Author: Sagaluthien/sagas_stories
Fandom/Character: RPS, Orlando/ Viggo
'Verse: I Can't Stand This Emotional Violence
Rating, warning: NC-17, disability;muteness, sickness;alcoholism
Word count: 1341
Beta: A friend
Disclaimer: See masterpost for I Can't Stand This Emotional Violence - Here  ()
Author's Note: This is written for zee113, as she gave me the prompt - sweet dreams with viggorli. I'll written x drabble + in this universe too.
The song lyrics come from Tori Amos, Eurythmics, Elvis Costello, Roy Orbinson and Beyonce, which each have a song titled Sweet Dreams (see the end).
I might think to make a sequel to it. Zee let me know if you want one.

Summary: Orlando act far from normal, which Viggo not exactly had expected as he been to some trauma, but yet it was weird.


Viggo was feeling good to be back in LA. He had considered cancelling the trip when Orlando was living with him. Friends and the doctors had said it would not be a problem for him to go away. He would not need to be there for Orlando twenty four-seven.

Orlando had just shrugged his shoulders and also written down GO, in smaller text had written 'I'm fine'. Viggo wasn't so sure if Orlando actually was fine. At times it looked so, and he did act almost human, but there was something bothering Viggo. He had thought long and tried to figure out what was the wrong, but he still couldn't put his finger on what.

There was one thing that kept nagging him, and if it was what he suspected; it would be that Orlando drank little too much alcohol. He hadn't caught him switching any bottles, but at times Viggo thought he had seen a change in the level of some of the bottles he had in his cabinet.

Now he did wonder if his trip away might have changed, and Orlando went over board with his drinking. If Orlando had, it would confirm Viggo's suspicion and what was nagging him would be solved.

Entering the house, it first seemed to be silent, but as he went further in, he could hear music coming from Orlando's room. At least the guy was home. Viggo went to his room to put his suitcase down and then he went to stand in front of Orlando's.

'He got a knives in his back ev'ry time he opens up, You say, "he got be strong if he wanna be a man", Mister Orlando don't know how you can have sweet dreams'

He did not recognize the song, but the music he had heard before. It was not something he associated with Orlando. He knocked on the door and waited to get a knock back or for Orlando to open the door.

Neither happened. He knocked again and still nothing else than the music came from the room. Viggo wasn't sure what to do. He wanted to open the door just to check on Orlando, and at the same time he wanted to show him privacy and trust. So he kept standing outside the door.

He could hear how the song ended and a new started. This one he recognized as one of Elvis Costello's.

' Sweet dreams of you, every night I go through, I should have known you'd never share my name, Why can't I forget you girl, start loving someone new?, Instead I'm having sweet dreams all about you'

Viggo felt perplexed. A part in him had wanted Orlando to have wanted for him to come back, not this shut door. Had it been him, he would have wanted to know if the trip was good, if he been missed and he would have wanted body contact. He did know that Orlando was changed, but not like this. Viggo knocked another time, a little longer and a little harder.

Nothing else than the music reached through the door. Viggo just had to believe that Orlando knew he was home. For the moment he had done his part. Viggo decided that he would take a shower, make some tea, and then try again.

Passing Orlando's door on the way down to the kitchen told him nothing seemed to have changed. He was met by silence when he came down, so no show of his friend. Viggo made the tea, went through his refrigerator and cupboard for what to eat with it. He put the cups, a couple of sandwiches on a tray, and then went up the stairs.

Viggo stopped at the door and heard that there was another song.

'My guilty pleasure, I ain't going no where, Baby long as you're here I'll be floating on air, 'Cause you're my, You can be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare'

Balancing the tray he managed to knock on the door. He waited and when he still didn't get an answer, he repeated. He got the same silence. Viggo let another moment pass. The music shifted and new lyrics came through the closed door.

'Sweet dream baby, Sweet dream baby, Sweet dream baby, How long must I dream'

Viggo thought that he might guess what the common theme of the songs was, but it confused him as to why Orlando was playing them. Viggo had had enough of standing outside the door, so he opened it. Orlando had at least not locked it.

Entering the room Viggo had to tread carefully because it was dark from where Orlando had drawn the curtains for the window. He put down the tray on the writing-desk and with two steps went to open up the window. The air was thick with sleep and stuffy air. After he had done that; Viggo turned around and noticed the state of the room and that Orlando was lying in his bed.

When the first breath of wind reached him, he seemed to react. Orlando drew his legs up and drew his quilt tighter around him. The music didn't disturb him, and Viggo noticed that Orlando had put the CD on repeat.

'Sweet dreams are made of these, Who am I to disagree?, Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something, Some of them want to use you, Some of them want to get used by you, Some of them want to abuse you, Some of them want to be abused'

Hearing Eurythmics and their song Sweet Dreams, sealed the suspicion of what all the songs had in common. Why Orlando made a CD with them he had to ask, but he would wait at least until the guy was fully awake and had eaten something. Viggo went to the bed and put his hand on Orlando's shoulder, shaking him.

When he was presented with opened brown eyes Viggo said, "Hello, I made some tea and sandwiches for us."

Orlando looked at Viggo, he moved his eyes until he came to the writing desk and saw the tray, then he nodded and stretched. He tried to hide a yawn behind his hand. After sitting up he leaned to get his jeans and retrieved from them a little notebook.

After a minute he showed Viggo the page he written on. Viggo could read, 'I'm sorry. When did you come home?'

"Not long ago. I knocked, but you must have had some sweet dreams as you never answered."

Orlando drew one of the corners of his mouth. He stretched for the remote that lay on the floor at the bed. He then turned of the music. Orlando turned the page in his book and started scribble again.

'Did you have a good time? Seen anything inspiring? Written? Photograph?'

Viggo had to smile. Orlando wasn't as disinterested as he first thought. It was only after ten minutes of telling, he noticed that Orlando wasn't listening fully to him.

"Am I'm boring you?"

Orlando shook his head and moved his left hand in a way to tell him to continue. If things had been normal, Viggo would ask and get Orlando what it was, as it was obvious that something had bothered him. Viggo didn't. Knowing from previous times he would not get anywhere, and Orlando had the advantage of refusing to write it down.

"I did take some photos, and when I developed them I will show you." Viggo promised.

They sat in silence a moment. Viggo motioned to take the cup from Orlando and receiving it he took the tray.

"I think I will make an order from the Neptuns later, think for a moment and let me know what you want."

Orlando nodded and stayed put in his bed. When Viggo shut the door behind him, he could hear the music start again.

'"Lie, lie, lies everywhere," said the father to the son, Your peppermint breath gonna choke 'em to death, Daddy watch your little black sheep run'

*~*~* The End *~*~*

Here is the full lyrics to the songs:

Tori Amos
Sweet Dreams lyrics

"Lie, lie, lies everywhere," said the father to the son
Your peppermint breath gonna choke 'em to death,
Daddy watch your little black sheep run
He got a knives in his back ev'ry time he opens up
You say, "he got be strong if he wanna be a man"
Mister i don't know how you can have

Sweet dreams, sweet dreams

Land, land of liberty
We're run by a constipated man
When you live in the past
You refuse to see when your
Daughter come home nine months pregnant
With five billion points of light
Gonna shine 'em on the face of your friends
They got the earth in a sling
They got world on her knees
(From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/t/tori-amos-lyrics/sweet-dreams-lyrics.html)
They even got your zipper between their teeth

Sweet dreams, sweet dreams

You say, you say, you say that you have 'em
I say that you're a liar
Sweet dreams, sweet dreams

Go on, go on, go on and dream
Your house is on fire
Come along now

Well, well, summer wind been catching up with me
"elephant mind, missy you don't have
You forgettin' to fly,
Darlin', when you sleep"
I got a hazy, lazy susan
Takin turns all over my dreams
I got lizards and snakes runnin' through my body.
Funny how they all have my face

Sweet dreams, sweet dreams
Elvis Costello
Sweet dreams of you, every night I go through
I should hate you girl the whole night through
Instead I'm having sweet dreams all about you
You don't love me it's plain
I should have known you'd never share my name
Why can't I forget you girl, start loving someone new?
Instead I'm having sweet dreams all about you
[| From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/e/elvis-costello-lyrics/sweet-dreams-lyrics.html |]

Why can't I forget my past, start loving someone new?
Instead I'm having sweet dreams all about you

Sweet dreams of you, every night I go through
I should hate you girl the whole night through
Instead I'm having sweet dreams all about you

Roy Orbinson

Sweet dream baby
Sweet dream baby
Sweet dream baby
How long must I dream

Dream baby got me dreaming sweet dreams the whole day through
Dream baby got me dreaming sweet dreams night time too
I love you and I'm dreaming of you but that won't do
Dream baby make me stop my dreaming, you can make my dreams come true

Sweet (sha-da-da-da) dream (sha-da-da-da) baby (sha-da-da-da) (sha-da-da-da)
Sweet (sha-da-da-da) dream (sha-da-da-da) baby (sha-da-da-da) (sha-da-da-da)
Sweet (sha-da-da-da) dream (sha-da-da-da) baby (sha-da-da-da) (sha-da-da-da)
How (sha-da-da-da) long (sha-da-da-da) must I dream
( From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/r/roy-orbison-lyrics/sweet-dreams-lyrics.html )

Dream baby got me dreaming sweet dreams the whole day through (dream baby)
Dream baby got me dreaming sweet dreams night time too (dream baby)
I love you and I'm dreaming of you but that won't do (dream baby)
Dream baby make me stop my dreaming, you can make my dreams come true

Ah sweet dream baby (dream baby ah-huh-huh)
Yeah, yeah, swee-ee-et dream baby (dream baby ah-huh-huh)
Sweet dream baby (dream baby ah-huh-huh)
How long must I dream

Sweet dream baby (dream baby ah-huh-huh)
Sweet dream baby (dream baby ah-huh-huh)

Sweet dream baby fade out

Beyonce
Turn the lights on

Every night I rush to my bed
With hopes that maybe I'll get a chance to see you
When I close my eyes I'm going out of my head
Lost in a fairytale, can you hold my hands and be my guide?

Clouds filled with stars cover the skies
And I hope it rains, you're the perfect lullaby
What kinda dream is this?

You could be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
Either way I don't wanna wake up from you
(Turn the lights on)

Sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
Somebody pinch me, your love's too good to be true
(Turn the lights on)

My guilty pleasure, I ain't going no where
Baby long as you're here I'll be floating on air
'Cause you're my

You can be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
Either way I don't wanna wake up from you
(Turn the lights on)

I mention you when I say my prayers
I wrap you around all of my thoughts
Boy you're my temporary high

I wish that when I wake up you're there
To wrap your arms around me for real
And tell me you'll stay by side

Clouds filled with stars cover the skies
And I hope it rains, you're the perfect lullaby
What kinda dream is this?
[. From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/b/beyonce-lyrics/sweet-dreams-lyrics.html .]

You could be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
Either way I don't wanna wake up from you
(Turn the lights on)

Sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
Somebody pinch me, your love's too good to be true
(Turn the lights on)

My guilty pleasure, I ain't going no where
Baby long as you're here I'll be floating on air
'Cause you're my

You can be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
Either way I don't wanna wake up from you
(Turn the lights on)

Tattoo your name across my heart so it will remain
Not even death can make us part
What kind of dream is this?

You could be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
Either way I don't wanna wake up from you
(Turn the lights on)

Sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
Somebody pinch me, your love's too good to be true
(Turn the lights on)

My guilty pleasure, I ain't going no where
Baby long as you're here I'll be floating on air
'Cause you're my

You can be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
Either way I don't wanna wake up from you
(Turn the lights on)
Either way I don't wanna wake up from you

Eurytmix
Sweet dreams are made of these
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something

Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused

Sweet dreams are made of these
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something

Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused
{ From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/m/marilyn-manson-lyrics/sweet-dreams-lyrics.html }

I wanna use you and abuse you
I wanna know what's inside you
Movin' on, movin' on, movin' on
Movin' on, movin' on, movin' on, movin' on

Sweet dreams are made of these
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something

Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused

I'm gonna use you and abuse you
I'm gonna know what's inside
Gonna use you and abuse you
I'm gonna know what's inside you

disability:mute, character:orlando bloom, rating:nc-17, challenge:friendswish, sickness:alcoholism, fandom:real people, type:disability, type:au, character:viggo mortensen, type:short story, verse!emotional, kink:addiction

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