Greece v Russia
Title : Greece v Russia (Group D, game four)
Author: dalehead
Pairing : Orlibean
Rating : NC-13
Summary : Football … yep, that’s right !
Disclaimer: This is entirely made up.
Author’s Note : For you guys.
As soon as Doctor Who had finished, Orlando made his way upstairs where Sean was now wrapped in a towel and laying on the bed watching the match. It wasn’t the most exciting of matches but it was relaxing and he was feeling better for having a shower.
Orlando joined him on the bed then leaned in for a long, gentle kiss.
“Hey how you doing?”
“Better I think,” Sean even managed a proper smile.
“Good,” Orlando smiled.
“This any good?”
“S’alright.”
“You know we don’t have to watch this, we could Sky plus it, watch it later?”
But at that point Konstatin Zyryanov was taking advantage of an empty net and putting Russia 1-0 up. Orlando didn’t push the point. There had been a goal, from now on Sean would stick it out, even if he needed matchsticks to keep his eyes open.
“”Doh, you missed it you twat…” Sean was perking up a bit.
“Oh the restorative powers of football,” Orlando replied dryly, he was only half watching, the other half was reading a script that quite honestly wasn’t worth reading but he’d promised he’d take a look at it.
“You okay?” Sean was paying more attention to his lover than Orlando realised.
“Yeah, I’m just a bit bored with this…” he waves his hand toward the TV. “It’ll be better when there’s only one match a day. I guess I don’t really understand why you need to watch all of it.”
“But…”
“You like football, yes I know and it’s fine Sean, I like football just not to the exclusion of everything else,” he paused because Sean had stopped listening.
“How can Russia still only be 1-0 up?” he glanced at Orlando. “Most of the time I say yes, I go to parties that I don’t want to go to, I am polite to people I can’t stand and I turn jobs down if it means we can’t be together, but every two years there is the World Cup or Euro and I like to watch as much as I can,” he shrugs. “One of the reasons we have lasted so long is because you never tried to change me.”
This was true. Orlando had never bothered to try, he knew his lover was a lost cause.
“I guess…”
Orlando decided it was better to leave it. He ask a lot from Sean after all.
“We’re going out to lunch tomorrow, remember?”
“Yes, I remember and we’ll be home by 5 yes?”
“Yes dear, now watch your football, I’m trying to read…”
“S’not long to go…”
It wasn’t. Three minutes of extra time made no difference to the final result.
“Greece is no longer the word,” Orlando grinned as the pillow landed on his head.
Greece 0-1 Russia
Author: dalehead
Pairing : Orlibean
Rating : NC-13
Summary : Football … yep, that’s right !
Disclaimer: This is entirely made up.
Author’s Note : For you guys.
As soon as Doctor Who had finished, Orlando made his way upstairs where Sean was now wrapped in a towel and laying on the bed watching the match. It wasn’t the most exciting of matches but it was relaxing and he was feeling better for having a shower.
Orlando joined him on the bed then leaned in for a long, gentle kiss.
“Hey how you doing?”
“Better I think,” Sean even managed a proper smile.
“Good,” Orlando smiled.
“This any good?”
“S’alright.”
“You know we don’t have to watch this, we could Sky plus it, watch it later?”
But at that point Konstatin Zyryanov was taking advantage of an empty net and putting Russia 1-0 up. Orlando didn’t push the point. There had been a goal, from now on Sean would stick it out, even if he needed matchsticks to keep his eyes open.
“”Doh, you missed it you twat…” Sean was perking up a bit.
“Oh the restorative powers of football,” Orlando replied dryly, he was only half watching, the other half was reading a script that quite honestly wasn’t worth reading but he’d promised he’d take a look at it.
“You okay?” Sean was paying more attention to his lover than Orlando realised.
“Yeah, I’m just a bit bored with this…” he waves his hand toward the TV. “It’ll be better when there’s only one match a day. I guess I don’t really understand why you need to watch all of it.”
“But…”
“You like football, yes I know and it’s fine Sean, I like football just not to the exclusion of everything else,” he paused because Sean had stopped listening.
“How can Russia still only be 1-0 up?” he glanced at Orlando. “Most of the time I say yes, I go to parties that I don’t want to go to, I am polite to people I can’t stand and I turn jobs down if it means we can’t be together, but every two years there is the World Cup or Euro and I like to watch as much as I can,” he shrugs. “One of the reasons we have lasted so long is because you never tried to change me.”
This was true. Orlando had never bothered to try, he knew his lover was a lost cause.
“I guess…”
Orlando decided it was better to leave it. He ask a lot from Sean after all.
“We’re going out to lunch tomorrow, remember?”
“Yes, I remember and we’ll be home by 5 yes?”
“Yes dear, now watch your football, I’m trying to read…”
“S’not long to go…”
It wasn’t. Three minutes of extra time made no difference to the final result.
“Greece is no longer the word,” Orlando grinned as the pillow landed on his head.
Greece 0-1 Russia