Hallowe'en Fic. Orlilly/Domlijah. G.
Oct. 30th, 2003 04:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
seethingheathenTitle: Imitation is the Sincerest Form of Flattery.
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
limeysugar.
Feedback: If you want.
Pairing: Orlilly & DomLijah.
Rating: G? PG?
Disclaimer: Untrue. Damn.
Notes: For the October Limey!Challenge, issued by the marvellousgoodtwin. Viggo's Hallowe'en party. Use the words 'umbrella' and 'relax.'
Billy stood in front of his bedroom mirror, looking at his costume. He'd never really celebrated the holiday before, not being American, but Viggo was having a fancy-dress party. After spending nearly every day of the last few months in costume, Billy wasn't even certain he wanted to go to the party, but Elijah and Dom were forcing him.
Elijah and Dom. The Couple. The-Two-Betwixt-Whom-A-Single-Oxygen-Molecule-Could-Not-Pass were going as Siamese twins. Not really fancy dress at all then, Billy had remarked, but Dom wasn't amused. They'd bought an oversized tee from a charity shop, and had convinced one of the cuter costumers to sew one leg on each of two pair of denims together so they had three legs. If Elijah were to be believed, Dom achieved that feat on his own, without Elijah sharing his trousers.
Billy sighed and adjusted the wig. One of the brown curls was hanging in front of his eyes, giving him fits. He'd borrowed the wig from Elijah, who'd nicked it from makeup. A souvenir, he said.
As he looked at his reflection, Billy's mind wandered back to the day his life as he'd known it had changed. It wasn't the day he'd gotten the message from his agent about the part in Rings, although that had definitely changed his life. And it wasn't the day he'd gotten on the 'plane to come to New Zealand. It was a day when shooting was rained out, and Peter had sent them all home. Billy's instincts that morning had told him to take an umbrella to the set. Good thing, because by ten o'clock that morning, he'd needed it. Orlando, however, had not been so prepared. He was standing in the rain, soaking wet, waiting for Dom to get out of makeup. Orlando and Dom had ridden in together, in Dom's car.
Billy'd asked Orlando why he just didn't wait inside. Orlando'd grinned, raindrops landing on his long eyelashes and rolling off onto his cheeks, and said that he liked the way the rain felt on his shaved scalp. Billy'd offered him a lift home, and after Orlando'd told Dom he'd be going with Billy, the two had climbed into Billy's car.
That's the day it happened. The day he realised that Orlando was the most beautiful creature ever, and being drenched in heavy New Zealand rain only made him more so.
Billy made one final adjustment to the sunshades he was wearing, made sure all the buttons on his very orange shirt were buttoned, and headed out the door.
"Relax, mate," Dom said, patting Billy on the back. "He'll get it."
Author:
limeysugar.Feedback: If you want.
Pairing: Orlilly & DomLijah.
Rating: G? PG?
Disclaimer: Untrue. Damn.
Notes: For the October Limey!Challenge, issued by the marvellous
goodtwin. Viggo's Hallowe'en party. Use the words 'umbrella' and 'relax.'Billy stood in front of his bedroom mirror, looking at his costume. He'd never really celebrated the holiday before, not being American, but Viggo was having a fancy-dress party. After spending nearly every day of the last few months in costume, Billy wasn't even certain he wanted to go to the party, but Elijah and Dom were forcing him.
Elijah and Dom. The Couple. The-Two-Betwixt-Whom-A-Single-Oxygen-Molecule-Could-Not-Pass were going as Siamese twins. Not really fancy dress at all then, Billy had remarked, but Dom wasn't amused. They'd bought an oversized tee from a charity shop, and had convinced one of the cuter costumers to sew one leg on each of two pair of denims together so they had three legs. If Elijah were to be believed, Dom achieved that feat on his own, without Elijah sharing his trousers.
Billy sighed and adjusted the wig. One of the brown curls was hanging in front of his eyes, giving him fits. He'd borrowed the wig from Elijah, who'd nicked it from makeup. A souvenir, he said.
As he looked at his reflection, Billy's mind wandered back to the day his life as he'd known it had changed. It wasn't the day he'd gotten the message from his agent about the part in Rings, although that had definitely changed his life. And it wasn't the day he'd gotten on the 'plane to come to New Zealand. It was a day when shooting was rained out, and Peter had sent them all home. Billy's instincts that morning had told him to take an umbrella to the set. Good thing, because by ten o'clock that morning, he'd needed it. Orlando, however, had not been so prepared. He was standing in the rain, soaking wet, waiting for Dom to get out of makeup. Orlando and Dom had ridden in together, in Dom's car.
Billy'd asked Orlando why he just didn't wait inside. Orlando'd grinned, raindrops landing on his long eyelashes and rolling off onto his cheeks, and said that he liked the way the rain felt on his shaved scalp. Billy'd offered him a lift home, and after Orlando'd told Dom he'd be going with Billy, the two had climbed into Billy's car.
That's the day it happened. The day he realised that Orlando was the most beautiful creature ever, and being drenched in heavy New Zealand rain only made him more so.
Billy made one final adjustment to the sunshades he was wearing, made sure all the buttons on his very orange shirt were buttoned, and headed out the door.
"Relax, mate," Dom said, patting Billy on the back. "He'll get it."
