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Title: Miracle Drug
Author: Sonata Night
Rating: G
Pairing: BB/DM
Summary: Billy wonders if Dom is not telling him everything, if Dom feels the same way as he does.
Notes: Written for the Atomic Fic Challenge. I tried to do this in an abstract sense, sort of just doing things, not really thinking about it, no real purpose or goal, just ultimately reacting and playing off each other. Don't know if I achieved the desired effect.
Disclaimer: Fish are friends, not food - Erhm, I mean, all of this is purely from my imagination.
I want to trip inside your head,
Spend the day there
To hear the things you haven't said
And see what you might see.
"Miracle Drug", U2
Sometimes Billy wondered if Dom was holding back what he wanted to say. It didn't take them long after meeting to become quite close and not too far down the road, Billy found himself curled up in Dom's bed with an arm slung over him, Dom nestled against him, but they were still just mates. Mates who had gotten drunk and Billy had contemplated telling Dom what he thought about the man. But he hadn't. Scared, probably.
And then Dom had woken up, turned over, his hair sticking up in funny twists and eyes shockingly awake and clear and bright, warm as he smiled at Billy, tucked himself closer to the man. "Morning." He'd yawned, face hiding in the hollow of Billy's neck, rubbing against his tee-shirt. Billy had rubbed Dom's hair gently, disturbing it more, felt the man sigh and hum and press his cheek to Billy's chest and then rest for a few more minutes, and finally Dom had uncurled himself from Billy's body and slid out of bed.
But Dom had paused before he left for the loo to seemingly contemplate Billy. Disappearing into the other room, Dom left Billy with his confused thoughts. And that's where they were now. And Billy would have loved to know what Dom was thinking as he watched Billy. They were just looking at each other, having been watching TV until Billy came to gradually realise that he could feel a gaze on the back of his neck. He turned his head slowly to see Dom watching him, smiling slightly.
The same smile that he'd had when he woke up and slid in closer to Billy a week ago.
Billy twisted the rest of his body, abandoning the TV in favour of looking at Dom. And he was going to talk but Dom settled back against the arm of the couch, brought his legs up and settled them across Billy's lap, leaving his feet dangling on the other side of Billy. He wiggled them a bit and Billy took Dom's feet, began to rub them through the cotton sock, and Dom grinned.
"That's what you wanted, wasn't it." Billy stated dryly, fighting to keep his own smile off his face. Dom shook his head, something passing over his face, and Billy wondered what Dom was thinking. It had been an expression of laughter and fear at the same time, and Billy let his fingers slip off Dom's foot and come to rest on Dom's kneecap, squeezing it gently. He would have turned back to the TV if Dom hadn't covered his hand over Billy's and squeezed Billy's fingers.
But instead he'd stayed watching Dom, and they were just holding each other's gazes, and Dom was smiling at him again, and Billy wondered if maybe he didn't understand now. Wondered if maybe he knew that Dom was watching him because he liked to watch Billy, and that Dom was feeling the same thing that Billy felt. Being with Dom made Billy feel different, and he couldn't describe it, and he didn't think he wanted to describe it, because trying to describe love (he was sure that was what it was) was just damn near impossible. He didn't think he'd ever heard a proper description of it.
And Billy decided to do something about it, and wondered if maybe Dom knew. Wondered if Dom knew a lot more than Billy did about this situation, how it was going to turn out, and Dom wasn't telling him. Decided it didn't really matter as he shoved Dom's legs to the floor and found Dom's lips, a bit clumsy for a moment as he attempted to figure out where to put his hands, one finding Dom's cheek and the other the cushion, next to Dom's thigh. Pulled back after a moment to find Dom's eyes closed.
And then Dom reached out with his hand, located Billy's shirt, tugged him in close, kissed him again, and Billy soared. He didn't think he'd ever really understand what Dom was thinking, but maybe he'd figured out enough.
Author: Sonata Night
Rating: G
Pairing: BB/DM
Summary: Billy wonders if Dom is not telling him everything, if Dom feels the same way as he does.
Notes: Written for the Atomic Fic Challenge. I tried to do this in an abstract sense, sort of just doing things, not really thinking about it, no real purpose or goal, just ultimately reacting and playing off each other. Don't know if I achieved the desired effect.
Disclaimer: Fish are friends, not food - Erhm, I mean, all of this is purely from my imagination.
I want to trip inside your head,
Spend the day there
To hear the things you haven't said
And see what you might see.
"Miracle Drug", U2
Sometimes Billy wondered if Dom was holding back what he wanted to say. It didn't take them long after meeting to become quite close and not too far down the road, Billy found himself curled up in Dom's bed with an arm slung over him, Dom nestled against him, but they were still just mates. Mates who had gotten drunk and Billy had contemplated telling Dom what he thought about the man. But he hadn't. Scared, probably.
And then Dom had woken up, turned over, his hair sticking up in funny twists and eyes shockingly awake and clear and bright, warm as he smiled at Billy, tucked himself closer to the man. "Morning." He'd yawned, face hiding in the hollow of Billy's neck, rubbing against his tee-shirt. Billy had rubbed Dom's hair gently, disturbing it more, felt the man sigh and hum and press his cheek to Billy's chest and then rest for a few more minutes, and finally Dom had uncurled himself from Billy's body and slid out of bed.
But Dom had paused before he left for the loo to seemingly contemplate Billy. Disappearing into the other room, Dom left Billy with his confused thoughts. And that's where they were now. And Billy would have loved to know what Dom was thinking as he watched Billy. They were just looking at each other, having been watching TV until Billy came to gradually realise that he could feel a gaze on the back of his neck. He turned his head slowly to see Dom watching him, smiling slightly.
The same smile that he'd had when he woke up and slid in closer to Billy a week ago.
Billy twisted the rest of his body, abandoning the TV in favour of looking at Dom. And he was going to talk but Dom settled back against the arm of the couch, brought his legs up and settled them across Billy's lap, leaving his feet dangling on the other side of Billy. He wiggled them a bit and Billy took Dom's feet, began to rub them through the cotton sock, and Dom grinned.
"That's what you wanted, wasn't it." Billy stated dryly, fighting to keep his own smile off his face. Dom shook his head, something passing over his face, and Billy wondered what Dom was thinking. It had been an expression of laughter and fear at the same time, and Billy let his fingers slip off Dom's foot and come to rest on Dom's kneecap, squeezing it gently. He would have turned back to the TV if Dom hadn't covered his hand over Billy's and squeezed Billy's fingers.
But instead he'd stayed watching Dom, and they were just holding each other's gazes, and Dom was smiling at him again, and Billy wondered if maybe he didn't understand now. Wondered if maybe he knew that Dom was watching him because he liked to watch Billy, and that Dom was feeling the same thing that Billy felt. Being with Dom made Billy feel different, and he couldn't describe it, and he didn't think he wanted to describe it, because trying to describe love (he was sure that was what it was) was just damn near impossible. He didn't think he'd ever heard a proper description of it.
And Billy decided to do something about it, and wondered if maybe Dom knew. Wondered if Dom knew a lot more than Billy did about this situation, how it was going to turn out, and Dom wasn't telling him. Decided it didn't really matter as he shoved Dom's legs to the floor and found Dom's lips, a bit clumsy for a moment as he attempted to figure out where to put his hands, one finding Dom's cheek and the other the cushion, next to Dom's thigh. Pulled back after a moment to find Dom's eyes closed.
And then Dom reached out with his hand, located Billy's shirt, tugged him in close, kissed him again, and Billy soared. He didn't think he'd ever really understand what Dom was thinking, but maybe he'd figured out enough.