FIC: Out of Excuses (LotRPS)
Title: Out of Excuses
Author: Galadriel (caras_galadhon)
Fandom: LotRPS
Pairing: Bean/Viggo
Rating: G
Archive: Lothlorien, sons_of_gondor, and Green Opals.
Feedback: Always appreciated.
Disclaimer: Absolutely did not happen. Full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.
Summary: Agreeing to meet at a café, Sean finally finds out what Viggo needs to say.
Notes: The final drabble in my "Out of..." series -- at least from Sean's POV -- following directly from Out of Sight, Out of Mind, Out of Exile and Out of Nowhere. Many thanks to savageseraph for her beta work; my stories are stronger for her help.
Addendum: An alternate version of this tale, leading off of Out of Mind, is also available: Out of Time.
Out of Excuses
By Galadriel
"I was stubborn."
Open with an understatement.
"I was stupid."
Warmer; an overdue game of hot and cold amid salt shakers, serving spoons.
"I was scared."
So was I.
"I was blind."
You weren't alone in the dark.
"I was wrong." A tentative touch, no guilt in giving. "I don't deserve what I'm asking."
Something we agree on.
"It was never about lacking love."
Palm overturned, Sean allowed familiar fingers to travel, trace lines of life given up too soon. A careful smile, mate to touch, exhaled breath renewing stale devotions forever kept.
"Love? It's always been about love, Viggo."
END
(April 16, 2007)
Crossposted to sons_of_gondor, rugbytackle, fellow_shippers.
Author: Galadriel (caras_galadhon)
Fandom: LotRPS
Pairing: Bean/Viggo
Rating: G
Archive: Lothlorien, sons_of_gondor, and Green Opals.
Feedback: Always appreciated.
Disclaimer: Absolutely did not happen. Full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.
Summary: Agreeing to meet at a café, Sean finally finds out what Viggo needs to say.
Notes: The final drabble in my "Out of..." series -- at least from Sean's POV -- following directly from Out of Sight, Out of Mind, Out of Exile and Out of Nowhere. Many thanks to savageseraph for her beta work; my stories are stronger for her help.
Addendum: An alternate version of this tale, leading off of Out of Mind, is also available: Out of Time.
Out of Excuses
By Galadriel
"I was stubborn."
Open with an understatement.
"I was stupid."
Warmer; an overdue game of hot and cold amid salt shakers, serving spoons.
"I was scared."
So was I.
"I was blind."
You weren't alone in the dark.
"I was wrong." A tentative touch, no guilt in giving. "I don't deserve what I'm asking."
Something we agree on.
"It was never about lacking love."
Palm overturned, Sean allowed familiar fingers to travel, trace lines of life given up too soon. A careful smile, mate to touch, exhaled breath renewing stale devotions forever kept.
"Love? It's always been about love, Viggo."
END
(April 16, 2007)
Crossposted to sons_of_gondor, rugbytackle, fellow_shippers.