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bluetears07) wrote2004-06-15 02:59 am
bluetears07) wrote2004-06-15 02:59 am
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finally...!
Disclaimer: Ever so sorry boys…the stuff in here never happened.
Paring: Sean A./Elijah
Summary: AU: Some things are just meant to happen while others are simply ripples off of one small mistake that change us forever. (Read AU Description, and also AN; behind cut)
AU Description: Same as before. (Refer to the “Prologue’s” AN for information mentioned previously.)
Rating: R (over-all) Chapter Ten: PG-13
AN: More auditions, yeah and a visit from our guest couple; Monaboyd. Aww yes…*grin*
Guide: ‘Thoughts’
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Chapter Ten: Tig and Tag
“What are you going to tell Christine?” It was a loaded question that sparked a current of electricity through the once calm atmosphere they had been content to stay in for the past half hour. The words had slipped easily from between Elijah’s slippery lips after swallowing a mouthful of steaming Thai noodles. His eyes shifted from the box he held as he glanced to the side in time to see wooden chopsticks clutching steaming beef pause midway to Sean’s lips. Dipping his own sticks back into the now empty white folded box, Elijah picked up his long necked bottle of imported beer from the dashboard and took a long pull, waiting silently for Sean’s reply.
“Just that the auditions ran long, but we finally found a Corbin.” Sean spoke carefully, unsure whether Elijah wanted his answer to be the truth or a fabrication to keep them both out of the way of Chris’ fury. Finally placing the meat into his mouth, Sean watched Elijah nod before finishing off his beer and tossing it into the backseat of his car. “This stuff’s pretty good.” He commented quietly to Elijah, trying to change the topic. Another mouthful of beef and spicy sauces slid down Sean’s throat as Elijah watched him while opening a new bottle of alcohol. “Don’t know why I’ve never tried it before.”
Leaning across the separating barrier created by the leather armrest between the driver’s seat and the passenger’s, Elijah’s tongue slipped out and lapped up a dribble of spicy sauce that had managed to escape from Sean’s lips. “Maybe ‘cause…,” Elijah whispered against Sean’s skin before placing a kiss to the corner of his lips. His hand found its way up to Sean’s face and his thumb wiped the spot where he had kissed him. “You’re a silly old man,” a playfully accusing finger was tapped upon the tip of Sean’s nose as Elijah shifted in his seat to be closer. “Who desperately needed a young sprite like me to show you the interesting things in life that you’ve been missing out on all these years.” Though Elijah had intended the statement to be a teasing jest, his words held a certain poignancy that rang true as Sean turned his head and smiled, placing a short kiss to Elijah’s lips.
“How true, my little sprite-ling.” Sean retorted as he placed his half eaten box of beef on the dash board and took the newly opened bottle of beer from Elijah’s pale fingers. “And since you are such a young sprite I don’t think you should be drinking this,” Sean tipped the bottle to one side, bringing Elijah’s attention to it before taking a swig from the long glass neck. “Unless that is you wish to recant your little comment about, what was it?” Sean cocked his head to the side as if in deep thought before mocking sudden realization. “Oh yeah, silly old men,” Sean challenged with a certain air that suggested self-conscious fears threading through his thoughts as Elijah cocked an eyebrow.
“….Never!” Elijah cried, looking around the car and finally spotting the wooden chopsticks sticking out from his finished noodle’s box. Gripping one in his hand he pulled it before him. Sean’s eyebrows shot up to his hairline as Elijah challenged him with the eating utensil. “Well…?” He asked motioning with his chopstick to Sean’s own pair. Taking the hint Sean took one in his hand and matched it up against Elijah’s.
“Remind me again how old are you?” Sean questioned with a lopsided grin.
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Pulling hastily at the fabric of his collar, Sean tried, to no avail, to hide the still moist discolored mark marring the tanned skin on the side of his throat. Sure, he’d known that Elijah had an oral fixation; tell-tale cigarette butts littered all throughout his apartment and his car, but he’d never guess that such a fixation could produce physical marks on another person. Brushing his fingertips over the mark as he slipped the top most button into its corresponding hole, Sean couldn’t help smiling; even though he knew what the repercussions could possibly be.
“Thanks, Lij.” Sean quietly muttered to silent air as he turned the steering wheel of his car a sharp left. After saying goodbye to Elijah at the lot where they had been holding auditions, Sean had started to head home and was still a good half hour away from his house. With a flick of his wrist he snapped on the right blinker before the shrill chirping of his cell phone startled him. Grasping the phone Sean stared at the numbers registering on the screen; he didn’t recognize it but answered none the less.
“Hey, miss me yet?” Elijah’s sleepy voice drawled slowly. The small smile that had been upon Sean’s lips before now had spread into a full out grin. Taking one last look at the mark on his neck in the rear view mirror, Sean replied with a nonchalant answer threaded through with a blatant reluctance to ever have to be parted from Elijah in the first place.
“Maybe…” The sound hummed in the back of his throat as he heard the shy smile in Elijah’s voice when the younger man spoke once more.
“Good…” His voice lingered on the end of the word as if he wanted to say more but didn’t dare to risk anything by saying it. “Sean…I…I,” a disheartening sigh whispered in Sean’s ear that was quickly followed by a stuttered apology and quiet “never mind.” Elijah tipped his head back as he leaned against his apartment door.
A drawn out silence chased after his stuttered attempt to admit the depths of his feeling. What had stopped him short was Sean himself. Amidst the silence Sean heard a whispered curse from the other end of the phone as Elijah swore to himself. Just as Elijah was about to drop the last barrier between him and Sean, he realized that it was Sean who needed to say it first. It was Sean who would be losing something and jeopardizing his relationship with his daughter once he had solidified their relationship. Elijah wasn’t about to make that decision for him. He was giving Sean one last chance to decide what path he wanted to take before he would allow himself to become completely susceptible and vulnerable to the pain of unrequited love.
“I miss you.” Elijah finally whispered, silently amending the statement in his head; ‘Us…’ Sean could tell he was not speaking of a physical longing, though he no doubt felt that too. The simple sentence, one so close to what he had almost said before, spoke of a yearning desire to simply be allowed to be with Sean, in every sense of the word. To be able wake up every morning next to the man he loved as he had done the previous week. No matter what the words were, Sean knew what their double meaning was and, as he replied, he intended for Elijah to hear it mirrored in his voice.
“I miss you too.”
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All he was really doing was paying Elijah back for what the younger man had done for him about two weeks ago. Since he stopped by a Starbuck on the way to Elijah’s apartment and remembered how perfect it had been when Elijah had delivered the steaming liquid caffeine to him, he bought an extra mocha.
The idea that he was going to see Elijah in his pajamas early in the morning played no role whatsoever in his desire to bring him coffee before driving him to survey auditions…or so he’d like to pretend. Sure it was enough of a treat to see Elijah anytime of day but to Sean the morning was the most enchanting. It was when the line between truly believing he was an ethereal being and knowing he was simply a young man was so blurred by the wisps of sun that one could lose himself in simply staring. He hadn’t been able to see Elijah early in the morning, mussed by a night of sleep in almost a full week. The key element though, one that favored Sean, was that Elijah had no idea that Sean would be giving him a lift to the lot.
‘The classic element of surprise…’ Sean’s inner literary voice spoke as he shifted the coffees and lightly kicked the already dented lower half of Elijah’s apartment door. After taking a lingering drink from his coffee, Sean heard a loud crash of plastic against hardwood followed by several muttered curses before the door was opened slowly by a begrudging young man. With one pale hand clutching the fading painted wood paneling, eyes squinted almost shut and hair sticking out in odd and almost inconceivable angles, Elijah’s figure emerged from inside the apartment half naked.
Before he even had a chance to register who or what was knocking on his door an arm snaked its way around his neck, bumping the side of his face with a thumb grasping a warm paper cup. A faint gasp escaped from Elijah’s lips as Sean watched blue become veiled by pale cream. What Elijah guessed to be the other hand pressed another cup into his own hands as steaming lips met his. A light russet tinted liquid passed from balmy lips before slipping down his tilted throat and warming the pit of his stomach. He could feel two twin trails of the liquid escape his lips as he swept his tongue over the insides of familiar flushed lips.
“Mocha…” Elijah moaned with eyes still shut once Sean had pulled a fraction of an inch away from Elijah’s eager lips. Walking backwards, drawing Sean into his apartment through his actions, a slippery tongue managed to whisk away the streams of coffee that had leaked from the corners of Elijah’s lips. In between licks, Sean was able to mutter one coherent sentence that made Elijah giggle with the excitement of caffeine beginning to enter his blood stream.
“Wake up…call…. for one Mister…Elijah Wood,” he finished with a lingering kiss against Elijah’s lips as the door was shut behind him. Finally he let go of his hold on Elijah; Sean’s arms fell to his sides, still holding his own coffee. A gentle brush of a nail less fingertip dragged down the side of Sean’s face and slipped lower to trace the fine line of a tightly buttoned collar.
“That my work?” Elijah asked with a knowing grin as he tugged lightly at the fabric covering the mark on Sean’s neck. All Sean could do was nod and mumble something about ‘hickey monster’ as Elijah dipped his head and pressed a faint kiss to the discolored skin, a flush covering his cheeks as he did so. The younger man slipped away and headed off towards his room, drinking his coffee all the way there. Pausing at the doorway to his bedroom, Elijah cocked his head with a grin and looked over his shoulder at Sean, who hadn’t moved since letting Elijah go.
“This is sorta a pleasant surprise…” It was a simple statement that he ended with a hand motion instructing Sean to follow him. Drinking the last bit of mocha, Sean threw the empty cup in the plastic trash bag stuffed nearly full. Carefully watching where he stepped, Sean made his way to Elijah’s room.
“Well,” Even though Elijah hadn’t asked him what he was doing in his apartment Sean still felt compelled to fill him in. “Chris isn’t coming today…ya know ‘minor character’ auditions and all…” He paused as he sat down on the edge of Elijah’s messy bed before looking up to meet an intent ice blue gaze. “Plus she does have a job…so it’ll be just you and me, Lijah.” A fleet smile flashed over Elijah’s features before being modestly hidden quickly by a swig of steaming coffee. “So I thought why not come and surprise you?” Taking a stride towards his own bed Elijah traced the defined line of Sean’s jaw until letting his thumb stroke idly at the skin of the lobe of his ear.
“Aren’t I just the luckiest man alive?” Elijah whispered, bending at the waist, holding his cup away from their bodies as he pressed a chaste kiss to Sean’s lips and caressed the soft shell of his ear with the fingertips of his free hand. Wrapping his arms around Elijah’s hips, Sean pulled him down to sit on his lap before nuzzling the patch of skin spanning from the base of Elijah’s pale throat to the end of his jaw line.
“That’s my line.” His husky voice whispered so close to Elijah’s ear sent the hairs on the back of his neck standing on end. A comfortable silence passed between them that contrasted so differently from the awkward quiet that had befallen them the previous night when Elijah had called Sean on his cell. This was Sean’s answer to Elijah’s unspoken question. It was the answer Elijah had both hoped for but at the same time dreaded.
“We can’t sit around here all day…” Elijah murmured as he pulled away from Sean’s secure embrace. Sipping his now lukewarm coffee, Elijah threw open his closet door before looking over his shoulder and cocking an eyebrow. “Well, what do you want me to wear?” One side of Elijah’s pale pink lips quirked up as he asked with a leer. The springs from the mattress creaked as Sean stood up and moved to stand behind Elijah, arms wrapped around the younger man’s slim waist. Dragging his hands nonchalantly up the exposed expanse of pale skin of Elijah’s midriff Sean glanced at the clothing hanging in the closet.
“How ‘bout that.” Sean whispered, nibbling on the soft lobe of Elijah’s ear as he pointed to a dark crimson button up shirt. “With those…,” he added moving his hand to gesture towards a pair of dark black dress pants. Though Sean couldn’t see him, Elijah’s lips tugged at the corners ever so slightly before he pressed the palm of his hand to the side of Sean’s face. As he laced his fingers through the short hairs just above Sean’s ear, Elijah turned his face to look over his shoulder and pressed a simple kiss to Sean’s lips.
“Perfect choice.” The rush of air against Sean’s lips sent shivers of warmth up his spine but still managed to prick up the hairs on the back of his neck. Once Elijah’s lips had moved away from his, Sean dragged his hands back against the pale skin before backing away to give the younger man room to change. Elijah pulled the shirt off the plastic hanger first and slipped it on before turning to his drawers to find a new pair of boxers. “So what characters are being auditioned for today?” He asked distractedly while rummaging through his drawers; pulling out pairs boxers to sniff before deciding they weren’t clean and throwing them over his shoulder.
Cringing slightly at the adolescent behavior, Sean picked up the clothing to put into the overflowing hamper. Or at least put it in close proximity to the plastic hamper, as Elijah had done with the shirt he’d worn the previous day.
“Leave it, Sean.” A serious voice instructed from behind him as Elijah slipped on the “clean” boxers he’d found. However much he had intended the voice he used to sound forceful, the teasing manner in which Elijah had meant the statement to be bleed through. Immediately, Sean stopped and turned instead to sit on the edge of Elijah’s bed once more. Watching him pull on the loose black pants Sean tried to search his mind to remember what characters they’d be watching auditions for.
“Uh…I think today we’ll be seeing the bartender from the opening scene and Victoria’s parents and some others.” Sean’s eyes trailed up the inner seam of the pant legs and seemed to get caught at Elijah’s waist where the younger man was stuffing the tails of his shirt into his pants. “Oh, and Tig and Tag.” Though he’d said the two names, if you’d asked Sean to repeat them, he’d simple stare blankly at you for his mind was on a completely different plane of existence. It’d been one of the best choices Sean had made all day. Granted it was six o’ clock in the morning and he’d not made that many decisions, but the combination of the deep crimson clashed with black and lily white skin nearly sent Sean over the edge.
“Ready?” Elijah asked, finally deciding to leave the top two buttons undone and picked up his half finished mocha.
“Perfect.” Sean breathed just as a haughty grin broke out upon Elijah’s lips.
“Come on.” With a certain air of misplaced confidence, Elijah tugged on Sean’s silk red tie and pulled him up from the edge of the bed. After a sultry wink, Elijah turned on his head, leading Sean out of his bedroom by his tie.
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After distractedly rustling through the papers filled with names of aspiring actors auditioning for the roles of Tig and Tag, Elijah felt the bottom of his stomach drop. Staring back up at him in black and white were the names of two people Elijah had hoped he’d never have to introduce to Sean. It wasn’t that he didn’t like the couple; it was that within the introduction Elijah would surely have to explain his relationship to them and that was going to be harder than he wanted to imagine.
Auditioning for the Roles of Tig and Tag:
Tag:Dominic Monaghan
Tig:Billy Boyd
“Oh fuck,” Elijah mumbled under his breath as he shifted in the metallic folding chair and began to run his free hand nervously through his hair. Dropping the papers onto the table set up before him and Sean, he felt his pants pockets and sighed in relief. “Sean,” he whispered turning to his companion, “I need to take a break…I’ll be right back.” In response, Sean silently nodded before Elijah slid quietly out of his chair and made for the nearest illuminated exit. As soon as he opened the door, he shoved his foot in the doorframe to make sure he wouldn’t be locked out. With practiced ease his hands slid down to his pockets and he silently lit up. The scent of cloves clung to the fabric of his shirt and the tips of his hair.
‘What am I gonna tell Sean…’ Elijah’s mind began to spin as he took a long drag off his cigarette. ‘“Oh yeah, this is my ex and the guy I caught him in bed with the day before I met you.” You know for some reason I just don’t think that’ll fly well with him.’ The inner cynic within Elijah was beginning to eat away at him as he flicked the butt of his finished cigarette on the paved sidewalk and crushed it with the ball of his foot. Looking into the packet of cigarettes, Elijah cringed to find one left. ‘I’ll be needing you later…’ He decided to save the last one and kicked the metal door open. Once he’d slid back into his seat he froze as he saw the two familiar faces turned to each other as they auditioned, thankfully not noticing his presence. When Sean leaned over towards him he couldn’t help but jump slightly.
“These guys are perfect. Watch their interaction and expressions; it’s great.” They were perfect. Whenever Dom would speak, Billy’s reaction to the jest would mirror exactly what Sean wanted to see. The interplay between the two was seamless. Elijah now saw why Dom had left him for Billy; they just seemed to fit perfectly together.
Elijah remembered the scene from the beginning of the book when the main character was introducing his love interest into the world of his colleagues; who just happened to be the twins Tig and Tag. The group had cut out of work at the syndicate early to stop at a nearby bar for drinks. Tig and Tag were at the bar ordering drinks but Tig had already had one to many.
“I think that lady fancies you, Tag.” Billy’s accent contoured the words wonderfully to give them an interesting spin.
“What, the one in the corner with the obscene amount of empty tequila shooters?” The contrast of Dom’s accent complimented Billy’s perfectly as he replied with a sneer. “Tig you’ve had one too many drinks already, there is no woman.” Billy’s face was priceless as his eyebrows shot up just before a wide, drunken grin spilled over his lips accompanied by a laugh to match.
“Oh. Well then, sorry to get your hopes up there, Tag.” Billy replied slapping Dom’s back and still laughing. As soon as the couple was about to get to Elijah’s favorite part of the scene, Sean asked them to come to the table he and Elijah were sitting at. That same empty feeling hit Elijah’s stomach as the duo turned and started to walk towards them. Once Dom and Billy had looked up, surprised smiles spilt both their faces.
“Lij, how are ya?” Dom asked, bending over the makeshift table to pull a very unwilling Elijah into a tight hug. Thankfully, Billy was far more subtle and just waved to Elijah with a smile and a wiggle of his eyebrows.
“Hey Dom,” Elijah squeaked as soon as Dom released him from his vice grip. “Billy,” he tipped his head in recognition as he spoke. Then the inevitable question came from Sean’s lips as he looked over at Elijah with a cocked eyebrow.
“You know these guys?”
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AN: I'm very sorry for the wait...school stuff but I got my laptop back early so that is why I got this chapter out a week early! Yeah! Big old thanks to the one and only![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
stellahobbit for still beta reading for me. Oh and because I'm a silly lil girl at heart: It's my golden birthday today and since I did well on my finals I get to go meet one Mister Sean Astin in Ohio at the Origins Expo with two of my friends. *jumps around: best gift ever* So this is my gift to ya'll. *big huggles to everyone*
Paring: Sean A./Elijah
Summary: AU: Some things are just meant to happen while others are simply ripples off of one small mistake that change us forever. (Read AU Description, and also AN; behind cut)
AU Description: Same as before. (Refer to the “Prologue’s” AN for information mentioned previously.)
Rating: R (over-all) Chapter Ten: PG-13
AN: More auditions, yeah and a visit from our guest couple; Monaboyd. Aww yes…*grin*
Guide: ‘Thoughts’
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Preordained
Chapter Ten: Tig and Tag
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Tag:
Tig:
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AN: I'm very sorry for the wait...school stuff but I got my laptop back early so that is why I got this chapter out a week early! Yeah! Big old thanks to the one and only
stellahobbit for still beta reading for me. Oh and because I'm a silly lil girl at heart: It's my golden birthday today and since I did well on my finals I get to go meet one Mister Sean Astin in Ohio at the Origins Expo with two of my friends. *jumps around: best gift ever* So this is my gift to ya'll. *big huggles to everyone*
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And sweet.
And with an atmoshere of suspance.
heheheh.
I suck at comment but I love this series and I'm enjoying very much every single chapter.
Dom and Billy as Tig and Tag?
Can't wait for more!
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And... happy birthday too!
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Oh and Happy Birthday!!
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I'm glad to be back too. :D *wide grin and of course a hug*
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yay Monaboyd-ness me likes da Monaboyd and i certainly liked this chapter. The interaction between Lij and Sean just gets better and better. There starting to become used to each others company and are really starting to act like an old married couple.
Can't wait for more.
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I love the hickey (oral fixations-- yes). I love the voice inside Sean's head-- surprising Elijah with hot mocha. Sweet. But I love the audition-- that plots thickens.
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and also...happy birthday! =D
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Hooray for Monaboyd! Hooray! Hooray, I say!
ACK! The suspense is killing me! What will Sean do when he finds out!? Dammit, I must know!! Oh, but the Monaboyd-ness is loverly!! ^^
*applauds you*
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But now I have the time to properly devote to reading and replying. ;)
Great title.
And grrr for starting off so good! (that's a compliment) This line: It was a loaded question that sparked a current of electricity through the once calm atmosphere they had been content to stay in for the past half hour. You just have such a way with the words you choose to use. The ambience you create with the words. I just feel that.
The tension is so palpable. The secrets and lies with Christine. The want. The need. I feel so bad for them.
Mmmm mocha!
Nice scene there.
......Billy and Dom! EEEP! In good and awkward eepy ways. ;)
Yes Seanie, Lij knows them...
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Oh that was such a good chapter, hon! *huggles* Yay. Can't wait for more. Very intrigued about the Dom/Billy stuff. And when Christine will ever be clued in. ;)
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