Unlawful Longings: 4
Pairing: Belldom/Wolstenkirk
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I don't own Muse. It's just fiction.
Part four
DOMS POV
Dom stood at the door and smiled at Matt's unusually cheerful mood, and noted the way his hair was still messed up from sleep.
He wondered briefly what Matt would look like whilst he was sleeping and quickly shut down the thought, lest it grow into something bigger.
He let his eyes travel over Matt's small frame, noting the way his t-shirt was only a few shades paler than his actual skin tone and the way it clung to his chest and hips.
Dom shivered, trying to squash images of Matt bare-chested from his mind with little success, his gaze strayed to Matt's face and their eyes locked.
Dom had always loved Matt, but always feared the bitter sting of rejection, he may have appeared confident in the way he talked and in the way he moved, however, all self confidence was removed when he was in the presence of Matthew.
Matt always looked good.
Even more so now with his hair still tousled from sleep and dressed in what he appeared to have been sleeping in.
Matt's expression made Dom smile shyly, Matt's stunningly blue eyes alight, his elegant lips curved upwards into a smile of genuine pleasure.
"Hi," Dom said, praying his voice wouldn't convey his emotions.
"Hey Dom," Matt replied, eyes still alight and appearing to be on the verge of bouncing on his toes.
Dom smiled again as Matt said his name, and had to refrain from asking Matt to say it again, just so he could hear it.
"Um. Do you mind if I come in Matt?" Dom asked, breaking eye contact momentarily out of embarassment.
, "I know it's early, I can go if you want, come back later?" he trailed off, not wanting Matt to think him rude.
Matt's eyes lit up and Dom had to fight to keep his breathing under control.
"Of course you can come in, don't be stupid Dom" Matt replied waving a hand and moving aside to allow Dom entrance to his home.
"Thanks," Dom murmured stepping gracefully into the house.
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Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I don't own Muse. It's just fiction.
Part four
DOMS POV
Dom stood at the door and smiled at Matt's unusually cheerful mood, and noted the way his hair was still messed up from sleep.
He wondered briefly what Matt would look like whilst he was sleeping and quickly shut down the thought, lest it grow into something bigger.
He let his eyes travel over Matt's small frame, noting the way his t-shirt was only a few shades paler than his actual skin tone and the way it clung to his chest and hips.
Dom shivered, trying to squash images of Matt bare-chested from his mind with little success, his gaze strayed to Matt's face and their eyes locked.
Dom had always loved Matt, but always feared the bitter sting of rejection, he may have appeared confident in the way he talked and in the way he moved, however, all self confidence was removed when he was in the presence of Matthew.
Matt always looked good.
Even more so now with his hair still tousled from sleep and dressed in what he appeared to have been sleeping in.
Matt's expression made Dom smile shyly, Matt's stunningly blue eyes alight, his elegant lips curved upwards into a smile of genuine pleasure.
"Hi," Dom said, praying his voice wouldn't convey his emotions.
"Hey Dom," Matt replied, eyes still alight and appearing to be on the verge of bouncing on his toes.
Dom smiled again as Matt said his name, and had to refrain from asking Matt to say it again, just so he could hear it.
"Um. Do you mind if I come in Matt?" Dom asked, breaking eye contact momentarily out of embarassment.
, "I know it's early, I can go if you want, come back later?" he trailed off, not wanting Matt to think him rude.
Matt's eyes lit up and Dom had to fight to keep his breathing under control.
"Of course you can come in, don't be stupid Dom" Matt replied waving a hand and moving aside to allow Dom entrance to his home.
"Thanks," Dom murmured stepping gracefully into the house.
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