Sometimes - Chapter Five
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rugbytackleFIC: Sometimes 5 / 9
AUTHOR: Widdershin
RATING: PG
PAIRING: SB/VM, OB/VM (implied)
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rugbytackling, [Bad username or site: More Than Mates @ livejournal.com], others please ask
DISCLAIMER: This story is 100% fiction. These events never happened.
SUMMARY: A babbling elf and a lot of home truths…bit of a talkfest.
BETA:owlgrey of course
Arriving on set it all seemed wrong somehow… for a start it was daylight and there was activity everywhere. Sean was used to parking his car in the growing dawn not the midday sun. He made his way to the makeup trailer and paused before going through the door. Lately his hesitation to enter was the possibility of walking in on a very aroused elf sitting on his future king’s lap, but today he just hoped Orlando wouldn’t be there.
His luck definitely wasn’t in today. As Sean entered the trailer he was greeted with the reflection of a beaming elf having the final touches applied to his ears.
“Hey Beanie, the so-called Southern Softy beat you this morning”, Orlando teased happily.
Sean just glowered at him and made his way to his chair.
Orlando pulled a face at Karen the makeup girl. “Whoa, someone got out of the wrong side of the bed!” Sean flinched slightly thinking that he actually got out of the wrong bed this morning.
Never one to be put off, Orlando asked, “So where’s the old man this morning?” motioning to Viggo’s chair.
“How the fuck should I know?” Sean snapped and noticed the exchange of looks between Orlando and Karen.
Orlando shrugged and continued the conversation he was having when Sean walked in, “…so anyway, as I was saying, I was getting ready to meet the usual suspects at the pub and my phone rang…” Orlando was becoming more and more animated forcing Karen to admonish him, “Sit still Orlando or I’ll rip your ears off again!”
“Oh sorry … anyway, I couldn’t believe it when I picked it up cos it was Sarah. She was at the airport and had come all the way from England to see me…just to see me!”
Karen rolled her eyes as Orlando was almost bouncing in his seat, “Now why would anyone travel all that way to see you Orli?”
“Oh ha ha, Sarah did and she wants us to give it another go.” Orlando enthused. Karen told Orlando she was happy for him, but when her eyes met Sean’s in the mirror they held a question she couldn’t yet ask. “Okay Orli, you’re done.”
Orlando was straight out of his seat and cheerfully walked out the door laughing, “See ya on set you grumpy old bastard.”
“So does this mean I’m safe to enter the trailer without risking an eyeful?” Karen asked Sean not really sure how to broach the subject of Viggo and Orlando.
“Yeah, I guess so…,” Sean paused and then blurted out, “bloody precious little Orli just walked into the pub with his girlfriend … Viggo didn’t know what the hell to do.” This was as far as he got before he heard the trailer door open and Viggo came in and slowly lowered himself into his chair. Sean smiled, “Well you look slightly better than you did this morning.”
“You’re kidding?” Karen giggled trying to keep the mood light, “I know I’m a marvel with makeup Viggo, but you are really testing my skills here.”
Viggo just groaned, “It’s okay Karen, I think my head is going to fall off anyway.”
Sean reached over and slapped the back of Viggo’s shoulder earning a withering look from his friend, “Just make us beautiful Karen, like you always do.”
It was less than an hour later when Aragorn and Boromir emerged from the trailer and walked to the set ready for their first scene.
The Lothlorien set had perfect lighting for a hangover, Viggo mused as he walked onto the sound stage. He cast his eyes over the assembled actors, quickly located Orlando and headed in the opposite direction. He strolled as casually as he could towards Dom and Billy who were sitting on a fibreglass tree root sharing an apple. Billy watched his approach and greeted him with a smile, “Ah my man of Gondor… actually both my men of Gondor.” As Sean caught up to Viggo’s side.
Viggo gave the Hobbits an affectionate grin and cheekily replied, “Your man of Gondor? I guess that makes me Pippin’s Bitch.”
Dom wrapped his arm around Billy’s shoulder and threatened jokingly, “Back off ranger, do you know how dangerous it is to get between two Hobbits in lurve?”
“Almost as dangerous as getting between a hobbit and his food I guess.” Viggo countered before feeling two arms come from behind to encircle his waist.
“Vig, where did you get to last night?” Orlando asked as he rested his chin on Viggo’s shoulder. Viggo could feel Orlando’s breath ghost against his neck and his smile quickly faded. Both Hobbits noticed the sudden change in Viggo’s manner as he quietly replied, “I was tired Orli, I went home.”
Sean felt himself tense and took a step closer, but tried to keep his voice steady as he said slowly, “Viggo has a headache Orlando, how about giving him some breathing room.”
Orlando disentangled himself and stepped in front of Viggo, “Sorry Vig, I didn’t know…it’s just I really wanted you to get to know Sarah, but you left as soon as we got there.”
Viggo couldn’t meet Orlando’s eyes and glanced over at the hobbits who were now sitting very still and quiet, finally he opted for a focal point somewhere to the left of Orlando’s shoulder, “I’m sorry Orli.”
Sean made a huffing noise and his fingers curled into fists. Orlando either didn’t notice or chose to ignore it, “That’s cool, how about coming over for dinner tonight. Sarah really wants to meet you properly after I told her how you helped me after we broke up,” then added with a giggle when he saw Dom’s raised eyebrows “well… I didn’t tell her everything of course!”
Viggo clenched his teeth, let out a breath and said, “Not tonight Orli, maybe another time.”
“Okay, tomorrow night for sure then?” Orlando insisted.
Sean had heard about all he could take and advanced on Orlando shouting in his face, “Fucking hell Orlando, what bloody game do you think you are playing? Did you even think about how Viggo might feel when you turned up last night…did you? Did you ever stop to think you might actually hurt Viggo? Did you ever consider that he would end up drinking himself to unconsciousness on the beach? Fucking lucky the tide was out…”
Viggo couldn’t believe what was happening, how could Sean humiliate him like this. Orlando pulled back from Sean and looked at Viggo, his distress was evident. He wasn’t sure he wanted to hear the answer, but quietly asked, “Is that true Vig?”
Viggo didn’t answer, he just rounded on Sean and pushed him so hard that Sean stumbled and barely kept his balance. Sean had never seen Viggo like this, he was so angry that forming words was a struggle, “Keep your fucking mouth shut Sean!” Viggo pushed Sean again, “I don’t need you to come to my fucking rescue!”
No one moved or spoke. Viggo was shaking with rage as he stood still trying to get himself in check with his fists clenching and unclenching repeatedly. Billy stood up slowly, tentatively put his hand on Viggo’s arm. He felt Viggo tense, but it seemed to break the moment and Viggo closed his eyes briefly before turning back to the trailer. Sean made to follow, but Dom stepped in his way and gently suggested a cup of tea in the catering room to calm down before filming commenced. Sean nodded slightly and walked away from the set.
Although Dom didn’t like what Orlando did to Viggo he couldn’t help feeling sorry for the forlorn elf, “Come Orli, close your mouth and sit down.”
“I didn’t mean it Dom.” Orlando whispered.
“I know, you silly bugger, but you do tend to let your dick do the thinking.” Dom punched him in the arm.
“Do you think I should talk to Viggo?”
“Maybe later… he’ll be okay. It seems to be Beanie he has issues with right now.” Dom said with a slight frown as he picked up the forgotten apple.
Billy followed Viggo into the trailer and watched from the door as Viggo paced the short length of the makeup area. “Misguided as it was, Beanie only did that because he cared Vig.” Billy offered.
Viggo stopped pacing and looked at Billy as if he just realized he wasn’t alone and growled, “Yeah he fucking helped a lot didn’t he?” But when Billy calmly held his glare Viggo’s anger dissipated and he leaned against the wall with a sigh. “Shit Billy, I wanted to let it slide…I know I was kidding myself with Orli. Then Bean does that… The look Orlando gave me…it was pure pity…shit!”
Billy took a while to answer, not sure what Viggo needed to hear at this point. Finally he said, “Look Viggo, Orlando’s look was concern not pity, there is a difference. He’ll beat himself up for a while…which might be a good thing for the little elf. Also I know Sean acted like a complete fuckwit, but he did it for the right reasons.”
Billy watched Viggo chew on the inside of his bottom lip while he took in Billy’s words. He knew he had said the right thing when Viggo sighed and stood up straight preparing to return to the set. Billy smiled, slapped Viggo on the arm and said, ”Come on Aragorn before more rumours start about Hobbits and Rangers.”
Viggo shook his head, but was almost smiling at the little Scotsman until he heard his parting comment…”I wish you two would hurry up, admit it, and get together. It would make all our lives easier!”
tbc
AUTHOR: Widdershin
RATING: PG
PAIRING: SB/VM, OB/VM (implied)
ARCHIVE:
rugbytackling, [Bad username or site: More Than Mates @ livejournal.com], others please askDISCLAIMER: This story is 100% fiction. These events never happened.
SUMMARY: A babbling elf and a lot of home truths…bit of a talkfest.
BETA:
owlgrey of courseArriving on set it all seemed wrong somehow… for a start it was daylight and there was activity everywhere. Sean was used to parking his car in the growing dawn not the midday sun. He made his way to the makeup trailer and paused before going through the door. Lately his hesitation to enter was the possibility of walking in on a very aroused elf sitting on his future king’s lap, but today he just hoped Orlando wouldn’t be there.
His luck definitely wasn’t in today. As Sean entered the trailer he was greeted with the reflection of a beaming elf having the final touches applied to his ears.
“Hey Beanie, the so-called Southern Softy beat you this morning”, Orlando teased happily.
Sean just glowered at him and made his way to his chair.
Orlando pulled a face at Karen the makeup girl. “Whoa, someone got out of the wrong side of the bed!” Sean flinched slightly thinking that he actually got out of the wrong bed this morning.
Never one to be put off, Orlando asked, “So where’s the old man this morning?” motioning to Viggo’s chair.
“How the fuck should I know?” Sean snapped and noticed the exchange of looks between Orlando and Karen.
Orlando shrugged and continued the conversation he was having when Sean walked in, “…so anyway, as I was saying, I was getting ready to meet the usual suspects at the pub and my phone rang…” Orlando was becoming more and more animated forcing Karen to admonish him, “Sit still Orlando or I’ll rip your ears off again!”
“Oh sorry … anyway, I couldn’t believe it when I picked it up cos it was Sarah. She was at the airport and had come all the way from England to see me…just to see me!”
Karen rolled her eyes as Orlando was almost bouncing in his seat, “Now why would anyone travel all that way to see you Orli?”
“Oh ha ha, Sarah did and she wants us to give it another go.” Orlando enthused. Karen told Orlando she was happy for him, but when her eyes met Sean’s in the mirror they held a question she couldn’t yet ask. “Okay Orli, you’re done.”
Orlando was straight out of his seat and cheerfully walked out the door laughing, “See ya on set you grumpy old bastard.”
“So does this mean I’m safe to enter the trailer without risking an eyeful?” Karen asked Sean not really sure how to broach the subject of Viggo and Orlando.
“Yeah, I guess so…,” Sean paused and then blurted out, “bloody precious little Orli just walked into the pub with his girlfriend … Viggo didn’t know what the hell to do.” This was as far as he got before he heard the trailer door open and Viggo came in and slowly lowered himself into his chair. Sean smiled, “Well you look slightly better than you did this morning.”
“You’re kidding?” Karen giggled trying to keep the mood light, “I know I’m a marvel with makeup Viggo, but you are really testing my skills here.”
Viggo just groaned, “It’s okay Karen, I think my head is going to fall off anyway.”
Sean reached over and slapped the back of Viggo’s shoulder earning a withering look from his friend, “Just make us beautiful Karen, like you always do.”
It was less than an hour later when Aragorn and Boromir emerged from the trailer and walked to the set ready for their first scene.
The Lothlorien set had perfect lighting for a hangover, Viggo mused as he walked onto the sound stage. He cast his eyes over the assembled actors, quickly located Orlando and headed in the opposite direction. He strolled as casually as he could towards Dom and Billy who were sitting on a fibreglass tree root sharing an apple. Billy watched his approach and greeted him with a smile, “Ah my man of Gondor… actually both my men of Gondor.” As Sean caught up to Viggo’s side.
Viggo gave the Hobbits an affectionate grin and cheekily replied, “Your man of Gondor? I guess that makes me Pippin’s Bitch.”
Dom wrapped his arm around Billy’s shoulder and threatened jokingly, “Back off ranger, do you know how dangerous it is to get between two Hobbits in lurve?”
“Almost as dangerous as getting between a hobbit and his food I guess.” Viggo countered before feeling two arms come from behind to encircle his waist.
“Vig, where did you get to last night?” Orlando asked as he rested his chin on Viggo’s shoulder. Viggo could feel Orlando’s breath ghost against his neck and his smile quickly faded. Both Hobbits noticed the sudden change in Viggo’s manner as he quietly replied, “I was tired Orli, I went home.”
Sean felt himself tense and took a step closer, but tried to keep his voice steady as he said slowly, “Viggo has a headache Orlando, how about giving him some breathing room.”
Orlando disentangled himself and stepped in front of Viggo, “Sorry Vig, I didn’t know…it’s just I really wanted you to get to know Sarah, but you left as soon as we got there.”
Viggo couldn’t meet Orlando’s eyes and glanced over at the hobbits who were now sitting very still and quiet, finally he opted for a focal point somewhere to the left of Orlando’s shoulder, “I’m sorry Orli.”
Sean made a huffing noise and his fingers curled into fists. Orlando either didn’t notice or chose to ignore it, “That’s cool, how about coming over for dinner tonight. Sarah really wants to meet you properly after I told her how you helped me after we broke up,” then added with a giggle when he saw Dom’s raised eyebrows “well… I didn’t tell her everything of course!”
Viggo clenched his teeth, let out a breath and said, “Not tonight Orli, maybe another time.”
“Okay, tomorrow night for sure then?” Orlando insisted.
Sean had heard about all he could take and advanced on Orlando shouting in his face, “Fucking hell Orlando, what bloody game do you think you are playing? Did you even think about how Viggo might feel when you turned up last night…did you? Did you ever stop to think you might actually hurt Viggo? Did you ever consider that he would end up drinking himself to unconsciousness on the beach? Fucking lucky the tide was out…”
Viggo couldn’t believe what was happening, how could Sean humiliate him like this. Orlando pulled back from Sean and looked at Viggo, his distress was evident. He wasn’t sure he wanted to hear the answer, but quietly asked, “Is that true Vig?”
Viggo didn’t answer, he just rounded on Sean and pushed him so hard that Sean stumbled and barely kept his balance. Sean had never seen Viggo like this, he was so angry that forming words was a struggle, “Keep your fucking mouth shut Sean!” Viggo pushed Sean again, “I don’t need you to come to my fucking rescue!”
No one moved or spoke. Viggo was shaking with rage as he stood still trying to get himself in check with his fists clenching and unclenching repeatedly. Billy stood up slowly, tentatively put his hand on Viggo’s arm. He felt Viggo tense, but it seemed to break the moment and Viggo closed his eyes briefly before turning back to the trailer. Sean made to follow, but Dom stepped in his way and gently suggested a cup of tea in the catering room to calm down before filming commenced. Sean nodded slightly and walked away from the set.
Although Dom didn’t like what Orlando did to Viggo he couldn’t help feeling sorry for the forlorn elf, “Come Orli, close your mouth and sit down.”
“I didn’t mean it Dom.” Orlando whispered.
“I know, you silly bugger, but you do tend to let your dick do the thinking.” Dom punched him in the arm.
“Do you think I should talk to Viggo?”
“Maybe later… he’ll be okay. It seems to be Beanie he has issues with right now.” Dom said with a slight frown as he picked up the forgotten apple.
Billy followed Viggo into the trailer and watched from the door as Viggo paced the short length of the makeup area. “Misguided as it was, Beanie only did that because he cared Vig.” Billy offered.
Viggo stopped pacing and looked at Billy as if he just realized he wasn’t alone and growled, “Yeah he fucking helped a lot didn’t he?” But when Billy calmly held his glare Viggo’s anger dissipated and he leaned against the wall with a sigh. “Shit Billy, I wanted to let it slide…I know I was kidding myself with Orli. Then Bean does that… The look Orlando gave me…it was pure pity…shit!”
Billy took a while to answer, not sure what Viggo needed to hear at this point. Finally he said, “Look Viggo, Orlando’s look was concern not pity, there is a difference. He’ll beat himself up for a while…which might be a good thing for the little elf. Also I know Sean acted like a complete fuckwit, but he did it for the right reasons.”
Billy watched Viggo chew on the inside of his bottom lip while he took in Billy’s words. He knew he had said the right thing when Viggo sighed and stood up straight preparing to return to the set. Billy smiled, slapped Viggo on the arm and said, ”Come on Aragorn before more rumours start about Hobbits and Rangers.”
Viggo shook his head, but was almost smiling at the little Scotsman until he heard his parting comment…”I wish you two would hurry up, admit it, and get together. It would make all our lives easier!”
tbc
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Sometimes Chapter 5
Date: 2004-01-25 09:12 am (UTC)I love the line about thinking with your dick! So true of Orli, and most men to be honest.
Everyone must be hanging out to know what happens next...I do (know), but still enjoy re reading this.
Re: Sometimes Chapter 5
Date: 2004-01-27 12:29 am (UTC)Thank you for your continuing support owlygirl!
Re: Sometimes Chapter 5
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Date: 2004-01-25 01:19 pm (UTC)*beg* *plead* *bats eyelashes*
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Date: 2004-01-27 12:36 am (UTC)More on the way soon!
Hopefully by the weekend - can't resist pleading!
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Date: 2004-01-25 04:22 pm (UTC)[nods] Yes, we are!!! Don't be so mean!
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Date: 2004-01-27 11:16 am (UTC)Don't be too hard on the elf - he is young and has a lot to learn.
Gotta love those Hobbits!
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