What's Simple is True 4/5
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rugbytackleI thank those of you who have stuck with this one...I know I've been a huge tease with it but that's the kind of bunny it was! :) I think this part is completely food and drink safe...even a bit of angst believe it or not! :)
Title: What’s Simple Is True
Author: Sairalinde
Type: RPS
Pairing: Viggo/Sean B.
Rating: NC-17
Beta: None this time. Blame it all on me!
Warning: N/A
Feedback: Would love it
Website: http://www.lordsofgondor.com
Live Journal: http://www.livejournal.com/users/sairalinde/
Disclaimer: This never happened...this is total fiction. Viggo and Sean are incredibly, deliciously real but sadly I can make no claims on them. This was written in fun that's all.
Archiving: Rugbytackling, OEAM, SL, LOM, GO, Others ask.
Summary/Notes: Viggo is in an accident and Sean drops everything to take care of him. “That man is obviously head over heels for you. I have lots of very close friends, Mr. Mortensen. Friends I have had since childhood and they wouldn’t put their life on hold just to take care of me for an entire month or more. Just an observation.”
This has been on my HD since January and I've re-written it 3 times! It was![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
tarnished_raven's last fic The Color of Roses that inspired me to wrap this one up.
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Later that day Viggo looked over at Sean who was reading a book.
“Sean?”
“Yeah.”
“Um why is it that you flew here the day Henry called and basically put your life on hold to come take care of me? I mean I could have just hired a nurse. Why did you want to take care of me yourself?”
Sean sat for a few minutes looking slightly uncomfortable, and then shook his head. “I am your friend. I wanted to be here for you, take care of you. Isn’t that what friends do?” He hoped that answer would be enough.
“Sean, friends send you a get well card, or flowers, or they might come by and spend a few days but you’ve put your entire life on hold for the last month. You haven’t seen your girls in all that time. You haven’t worked, you have just taken care of me. Why is that? Why do that for me?” Viggo asked.
Sean studied Viggo for a moment and then closed his book setting it on the table beside his chair.
“Viggo, I don’t think this is a good idea.” Sean answered unsure what else to do or say.
“Why? What is it?” Viggo pressed praying Megan was right or he was seriously considering throwing pacifism out the window and club her to death with his crutches tomorrow.
“Because I’d like to imagine if it was me you’d do the same thing.” Sean snapped.
“That’s a cop out…give me a real answer. An answer I can believe.” Viggo retorted.
Sean sat there looking at Viggo for a few minutes and shook his head then looked down. “Viggo, you don’t want to hear the truth.”
“Try me, you might be surprised.”
Sean sighed heavily and looked down at the floor before his eyes came back up to meet Viggo’s.
“You want the truth? Fine. I’ve been in love with you for years. Now where is Megan’s number so I can call her to arrange for someone to come stay with you? I’ll be leaving in the morning.” Sean answered standing up swiftly. He knew he couldn’t stay after admitting that, he’d go to a hotel and then fly straight back to London.
“Wait…Sean, fucking hell wait!” Viggo called as the other man started to walk out of the room.
“What? Wait so you can tell me how disgusted you are? I don’t think so.” Sean answered defensively. He wasn’t going to stand there and be told I love you but not that way or whatever else Viggo might say. He might not be mean about it but whatever he said it wouldn’t be what Sean wanted to hear.
“Sean, for God’s sake wait a fucking minute! You haven’t heard my answer yet.” Viggo implored reaching for his crutches intending to get up and hobble after him if he had to. All the way to the fucking airport and to London if he had to.
“So what’s your answer then?” Sean asked looking directly at Viggo his gaze filled with pain, anger, and love.
“My answer is I don’t want you to call Megan. I don’t want you to leave, ever. I want you to stay. I thought what I felt for you was a one way street. I never thought you could feel the same way, until Megan mentioned it to me today. A perfect stranger, and she could see it, so I had to take a chance. I love you, Sean and have since the day we met I think.” Viggo explained quickly knowing he had to get the words out before Sean could walk away.
Sean stood in shock for a few minutes and then slowly he began to grin and then laugh.
“You mean…we’ve both been dancing around each other since New Zealand? Bloody hell!” Sean said then got an odd look on his face. “Megan? What did she say?”
Viggo laughed feeling his chest lighten as if a rope had been cut that had been binding him.
“She assumed we were a couple. When I said we weren’t she said that she thought that I wanted more and I agreed and said that you wouldn’t. I said you were the straightest man I knew and she laughed and said I needed my head examined. Said that no one puts their life on hold an entire month for a good friend. So I decided to press the issue this afternoon. If it hadn’t been for her, I would have never asked.” Viggo explained.
Sean stood staring at him for a few moments.
“So what now?” Sean asked feeling awkward. He was so accustomed to hiding how he felt he wasn’t sure how to react now.
“I don’t know…I guess we just take it one day at a time?” Viggo offered feeling relived but still uncertain.
“What made her think we were a couple?” Sean asked suddenly curious about whatever he and the girl had talked about.
“I don’t know exactly, she just blurted out that we could have oral sex if we were worried about my injury.” Viggo said laughing.
Sean blinked several times and his mouth dropped open then he began to chuckle. “She said that??? I would have loved to have seen your face.”
“It was pretty much like yours was just now I’d bet. Complete shock.” Viggo joined in laughing.
After a few minutes their laughter subsided and Sean shook his head. “Well…I feel like we shouldn’t let Megan down now. Perhaps she intended it as some sort of therapy for you.” Sean said grinning wickedly with an odd gleam in his eye that Viggo had seen before but never recognized before now. Desire.
“Um yeah I guess…maybe relieve tension?” Viggo offered trying not to grin. Sean just started to move toward Viggo on the couch when they heard footfalls on the doorstep and the door flew open. Henry bounded in to the room completely oblivious to what was about to transpire.
“Hi Sean! Hi Dad! Sorry I’m late, had to run by the library and return a book.” Henry said tossing his backpack onto a nearby chair and heading for the kitchen without really looking at either man. After school snack time was at hand.
“This will have to wait a bit longer.” Viggo murmured to him.
“We’ve waited this long.” Sean nodded in agreement then headed to the kitchen just as he heard Henry call out, “Hey Sean…where’d you put the peanut butter?”
Viggo watched Sean move into the kitchen to help his son. He shook his head and sighed. Such idiots…both of them. Henry had known all along, something I refused to see he could see plain as day. Megan had known and she’d only just met them today. He wondered who else in their circle of friends knew and never said anything.
Then he thought about Sean, he would have to eventually go home. He couldn’t stay in Los Angeles forever, he had a life, a home, and his own children in England to worry about. How would they make this work? Their friendship has lasted, so this could last right? They would just have to work out a way to see each other more often. Henry would be going off to college in another few years…perhaps living in England part time wouldn’t be a big deal? He could do his art from anywhere, and the acting…well he wavered on it anyway and he could live anywhere to do that too. The ranch though…he had to consider that. He’d still want to spend time there part of the year. Sean and he would work something out. Now that he knew Sean felt the same way he did, he wasn’t about to let a few thousand miles get in the way, they would figure something out.
A little while later Sean came out of the kitchen with Henry. “Got homework to do…I’ll be in my room.” He said heading off down the hall carrying a glass of milk, a peanut butter sandwich and grabbing his backpack. Viggo frowned he didn’t like Henry to eat in his bedroom but Sean just smiled.
“I told him he could eat in his room before you even consider saying anything.” Sean said sitting down across from him.
“Circumventing my rules are you?”
“Yeah…told him we needed to talk about something important and he got this odd look on his face, grinned and hugged me as if I’d just told him he’d won the lottery and rushed off to his room.” Sean answered. “Does he know?”
“Yeah…well he knows how I felt anyway.” Viggo answered.
“So, you didn’t ask for me at the hospital did you?” Sean asked the pieces falling into place.
“I truly don’t remember, but I don’t think so. He wouldn’t admit to it but I think he lied about that. I think he called you because… he was testing a theory to be honest the little sneak.” He couldn’t help but grin.
“Little sneak, eh? Well he’s a lot like my Lorna then because she figured it out too. She’s known how I felt about you for a long time now…and gives me hell every time we spend time together and always asks…Well? And I have to just shrug and say Viggo’s not like that. He’s just my friend. She is going to drive me nuts now telling me I told you so!” Sean laughed.
“How is it our children are wiser than we are?” Viggo asked.
“I dunno…skips a generation?” Sean asked laughing.
TBC
Title: What’s Simple Is True
Author: Sairalinde
Type: RPS
Pairing: Viggo/Sean B.
Rating: NC-17
Beta: None this time. Blame it all on me!
Warning: N/A
Feedback: Would love it
Website: http://www.lordsofgondor.com
Live Journal: http://www.livejournal.com/users/sairalinde/
Disclaimer: This never happened...this is total fiction. Viggo and Sean are incredibly, deliciously real but sadly I can make no claims on them. This was written in fun that's all.
Archiving: Rugbytackling, OEAM, SL, LOM, GO, Others ask.
Summary/Notes: Viggo is in an accident and Sean drops everything to take care of him. “That man is obviously head over heels for you. I have lots of very close friends, Mr. Mortensen. Friends I have had since childhood and they wouldn’t put their life on hold just to take care of me for an entire month or more. Just an observation.”
This has been on my HD since January and I've re-written it 3 times! It was
tarnished_raven's last fic The Color of Roses that inspired me to wrap this one up. ---------------------------------------------------------------
Later that day Viggo looked over at Sean who was reading a book.
“Sean?”
“Yeah.”
“Um why is it that you flew here the day Henry called and basically put your life on hold to come take care of me? I mean I could have just hired a nurse. Why did you want to take care of me yourself?”
Sean sat for a few minutes looking slightly uncomfortable, and then shook his head. “I am your friend. I wanted to be here for you, take care of you. Isn’t that what friends do?” He hoped that answer would be enough.
“Sean, friends send you a get well card, or flowers, or they might come by and spend a few days but you’ve put your entire life on hold for the last month. You haven’t seen your girls in all that time. You haven’t worked, you have just taken care of me. Why is that? Why do that for me?” Viggo asked.
Sean studied Viggo for a moment and then closed his book setting it on the table beside his chair.
“Viggo, I don’t think this is a good idea.” Sean answered unsure what else to do or say.
“Why? What is it?” Viggo pressed praying Megan was right or he was seriously considering throwing pacifism out the window and club her to death with his crutches tomorrow.
“Because I’d like to imagine if it was me you’d do the same thing.” Sean snapped.
“That’s a cop out…give me a real answer. An answer I can believe.” Viggo retorted.
Sean sat there looking at Viggo for a few minutes and shook his head then looked down. “Viggo, you don’t want to hear the truth.”
“Try me, you might be surprised.”
Sean sighed heavily and looked down at the floor before his eyes came back up to meet Viggo’s.
“You want the truth? Fine. I’ve been in love with you for years. Now where is Megan’s number so I can call her to arrange for someone to come stay with you? I’ll be leaving in the morning.” Sean answered standing up swiftly. He knew he couldn’t stay after admitting that, he’d go to a hotel and then fly straight back to London.
“Wait…Sean, fucking hell wait!” Viggo called as the other man started to walk out of the room.
“What? Wait so you can tell me how disgusted you are? I don’t think so.” Sean answered defensively. He wasn’t going to stand there and be told I love you but not that way or whatever else Viggo might say. He might not be mean about it but whatever he said it wouldn’t be what Sean wanted to hear.
“Sean, for God’s sake wait a fucking minute! You haven’t heard my answer yet.” Viggo implored reaching for his crutches intending to get up and hobble after him if he had to. All the way to the fucking airport and to London if he had to.
“So what’s your answer then?” Sean asked looking directly at Viggo his gaze filled with pain, anger, and love.
“My answer is I don’t want you to call Megan. I don’t want you to leave, ever. I want you to stay. I thought what I felt for you was a one way street. I never thought you could feel the same way, until Megan mentioned it to me today. A perfect stranger, and she could see it, so I had to take a chance. I love you, Sean and have since the day we met I think.” Viggo explained quickly knowing he had to get the words out before Sean could walk away.
Sean stood in shock for a few minutes and then slowly he began to grin and then laugh.
“You mean…we’ve both been dancing around each other since New Zealand? Bloody hell!” Sean said then got an odd look on his face. “Megan? What did she say?”
Viggo laughed feeling his chest lighten as if a rope had been cut that had been binding him.
“She assumed we were a couple. When I said we weren’t she said that she thought that I wanted more and I agreed and said that you wouldn’t. I said you were the straightest man I knew and she laughed and said I needed my head examined. Said that no one puts their life on hold an entire month for a good friend. So I decided to press the issue this afternoon. If it hadn’t been for her, I would have never asked.” Viggo explained.
Sean stood staring at him for a few moments.
“So what now?” Sean asked feeling awkward. He was so accustomed to hiding how he felt he wasn’t sure how to react now.
“I don’t know…I guess we just take it one day at a time?” Viggo offered feeling relived but still uncertain.
“What made her think we were a couple?” Sean asked suddenly curious about whatever he and the girl had talked about.
“I don’t know exactly, she just blurted out that we could have oral sex if we were worried about my injury.” Viggo said laughing.
Sean blinked several times and his mouth dropped open then he began to chuckle. “She said that??? I would have loved to have seen your face.”
“It was pretty much like yours was just now I’d bet. Complete shock.” Viggo joined in laughing.
After a few minutes their laughter subsided and Sean shook his head. “Well…I feel like we shouldn’t let Megan down now. Perhaps she intended it as some sort of therapy for you.” Sean said grinning wickedly with an odd gleam in his eye that Viggo had seen before but never recognized before now. Desire.
“Um yeah I guess…maybe relieve tension?” Viggo offered trying not to grin. Sean just started to move toward Viggo on the couch when they heard footfalls on the doorstep and the door flew open. Henry bounded in to the room completely oblivious to what was about to transpire.
“Hi Sean! Hi Dad! Sorry I’m late, had to run by the library and return a book.” Henry said tossing his backpack onto a nearby chair and heading for the kitchen without really looking at either man. After school snack time was at hand.
“This will have to wait a bit longer.” Viggo murmured to him.
“We’ve waited this long.” Sean nodded in agreement then headed to the kitchen just as he heard Henry call out, “Hey Sean…where’d you put the peanut butter?”
Viggo watched Sean move into the kitchen to help his son. He shook his head and sighed. Such idiots…both of them. Henry had known all along, something I refused to see he could see plain as day. Megan had known and she’d only just met them today. He wondered who else in their circle of friends knew and never said anything.
Then he thought about Sean, he would have to eventually go home. He couldn’t stay in Los Angeles forever, he had a life, a home, and his own children in England to worry about. How would they make this work? Their friendship has lasted, so this could last right? They would just have to work out a way to see each other more often. Henry would be going off to college in another few years…perhaps living in England part time wouldn’t be a big deal? He could do his art from anywhere, and the acting…well he wavered on it anyway and he could live anywhere to do that too. The ranch though…he had to consider that. He’d still want to spend time there part of the year. Sean and he would work something out. Now that he knew Sean felt the same way he did, he wasn’t about to let a few thousand miles get in the way, they would figure something out.
A little while later Sean came out of the kitchen with Henry. “Got homework to do…I’ll be in my room.” He said heading off down the hall carrying a glass of milk, a peanut butter sandwich and grabbing his backpack. Viggo frowned he didn’t like Henry to eat in his bedroom but Sean just smiled.
“I told him he could eat in his room before you even consider saying anything.” Sean said sitting down across from him.
“Circumventing my rules are you?”
“Yeah…told him we needed to talk about something important and he got this odd look on his face, grinned and hugged me as if I’d just told him he’d won the lottery and rushed off to his room.” Sean answered. “Does he know?”
“Yeah…well he knows how I felt anyway.” Viggo answered.
“So, you didn’t ask for me at the hospital did you?” Sean asked the pieces falling into place.
“I truly don’t remember, but I don’t think so. He wouldn’t admit to it but I think he lied about that. I think he called you because… he was testing a theory to be honest the little sneak.” He couldn’t help but grin.
“Little sneak, eh? Well he’s a lot like my Lorna then because she figured it out too. She’s known how I felt about you for a long time now…and gives me hell every time we spend time together and always asks…Well? And I have to just shrug and say Viggo’s not like that. He’s just my friend. She is going to drive me nuts now telling me I told you so!” Sean laughed.
“How is it our children are wiser than we are?” Viggo asked.
“I dunno…skips a generation?” Sean asked laughing.
TBC
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Date: 2004-04-16 04:41 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-04-16 06:51 pm (UTC)The final chapter has been posted...hope it lives up to all the teasing.
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Date: 2004-04-16 06:52 pm (UTC)Gotta love him huh? :)
Can't wait for the conclusion...
I just posted it...hope you enjoy my ending. Actually had a hard time ending it where I did but I was running out of steam.
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Date: 2004-04-16 12:42 pm (UTC)gods! this fic makes me so happy!
Thanks. :)
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Date: 2004-04-16 06:48 pm (UTC)haha well I just posted the final part...hope it lives up to expectations :)