FIC: The Best Laid Plans... R (part 4)
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rugbytackleTitle: The Best Laid Plans… (Part 4)
Pairing: Sean/Viggo
Rating: R
Author: jenolas
Summary: Sean is annoyed when his plans for a nice surprise for Viggo’s birthday hit many obstacles, one of which is particularly unpleasant.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. It never happened and nothing is implied about the lifestyle choices of the men.
The Best Laid Plans… Part 4
Without opening his eyes, Viggo shrugged off the hand that was shaking his shoulder and pulled the blanket over his head.
“Not now, Sean… I’m too bloody tired,” he mumbled as he attempted to remain asleep. The sound of unfamiliar laughter quickly put paid to that plan.
“If I was your lover I would hardly find that a welcoming response,” Dr Griffith said, his voice light and teasing. Viggo turned to face him and rubbed the sleep from his eyes, still feeling a bit disoriented until he recalled he was on the couch in the doctor’s office. Had been for a few hours, according to the time on the wall clock.
“Yeah, well sometimes Sean is insatiable, and has to be told no for his own well being,” Viggo explained, smiling at some private thought that made his eyes burn with desire and a look that told a different story. Sean rarely took no for an answer and his methods of convincing Viggo who was pretending to be uninterested, to actively participate in the incredibly hot sex being offered, left them both wanting more. Grateful for the privacy the blanket afforded, Viggo shifted his legs apart slightly to allow the result of his little roam down memory lane some more room. God he was hard!
“I see, and speaking of Sean’s well being, I just stopped in to tell you I am needed in emergency and will not have time to visit him until later this afternoon,” he said, already heading for the door as his pager beeped again.
“I understand,” Viggo replied, hiding his disappointment behind a forced smile. The doctor was an expert in his field and Viggo did not begrudge the fact that right now someone needed him more than Sean did. As he dialled the number of the nurse’s station on Sean’s floor, he silently wished the unknown patient a speedy recovery.
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Even though muffled by his closed door, Sean easily recognised the voices that signalled the arrival of Orlando, Elijah, Billy and Dom. He barely had time to prop himself up in the bed before his room invaded by his friends bearing a couple of large paper bags filled with wares from the pastry shop near Viggo’s house.
“Oh, by the way, can we come in, Sean?” Billy, the last to enter asked as he closed the door.
“Aye, make yourselves at home, why don’t you?” Sean replied, his attempt at sarcasm ignored in the ensuing argument over seating arrangements. Billy and Dom quickly claimed the end of the bed, forcing Sean to sit up a little straighter or have his feet squashed and Elijah settled cross-legged on the single chair leaving Orlando standing. Taking pity on the young man, Sean moved over and patted the vacant spot next to him.
“Sit your skinny arse here, yer Southern softie.” The offer was accepted with a brilliant smile and a sloppy kiss on the cheek.
“Fancy a cuppa, ya Northern bastard? Cures anything, you know,” Orlando teased, taking a thermos flask filled with Sean’s favourite tea from the bag he carried, and smiling broadly as he also produced a cup and saucer. Sean laughed heartily and hugged the younger man affectionately. They had become close friends in New Zealand, and had remained so, often enjoying a night on the town together when they were both in England.
“Aye, that it does and ‘tis just what I need, bless your heart,” he replied as he waited for Orlando to pour him a cup. Elijah offered him one of the pastries and Sean accepted with a smile and a nod at the large selection of goodies the opened paper bags had revealed. “Help yourselves, lads,” he said, surprised they had actually waited for an invite.
“So when do you get out of here?” Dom asked as he munched on a cream filled donut.
“Don’t know, but the Doc is due to visit me soon, so it might even be today with any luck,” Sean replied. “This certainly hits the spot, thanks Orlando,” he added after draining his cup of tea.
“Where’s Viggo?” Orlando asked looking around and suddenly realising the Dane was missing.
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Viggo was relieved to hear that Sean was doing really well, and at the moment had a room full of visitors. He considered joining them, but decided to take Mark’s advice and use the opportunity to grab a sandwich and coffee from the cafeteria.
“Hey Viggo…. Over here!” A voice called from a table near the windows.
“Hey Karl, what are you doing here?” Viggo asked as he joined his friend, both surprised and pleased to see a familiar face.
“I came to visit Sean, but he was sleeping so I decided to wait around for a while. I really need to talk with him,” Karl explained.
“Ah… that might not be such a good idea at the moment,” Viggo said wondering if he should explain further.
“He’s still pissed off with me, isn’t he?” Karl surmised leaving Viggo no option but to be totally honest.
“No, at the moment he is slightly confused, and believes you and I are lovers.” It was a painful admission and it showed in the choked voice and the sad smile.
“Ouch, that must be hard to take,” Karl said, nonetheless wishing it were true even as he placed a comforting hand on Viggo’s arm.
“It is not a good feeling.” It was the understatement of the century as far as Viggo was concerned.
“Hang in there Vig, he loves you too much to be able to forget you for long.”
“Yes, I believe that, but it still hurts like hell to have him think of me as just a friend.”
“Yeah, I know that feeling,” Karl muttered under his breath, not meaning for Viggo to hear, but he did.
“Look Karl, I am flattered that you have such strong feelings for me, but you should try and get past them. I love Sean with all my heart and soul, and there will never be anyone else for me.”
“I know, but at least let me tell you that you are a great kisser.”
“Sean certainly thinks so,” Viggo said, becoming a little uncomfortable with the conversation and thinking it was time he left.
“How is your lip, by the way? ” Karl asked reaching to touch the slight mark he could see. Obviously he was still interested in Viggo despite knowing he was wasting his time and the fact that the older man none too subtly moved out of his reach.
“Don’t Karl!” he warned. Definitely time to go he decided just as his phone began ringing.
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“I don’t rightly know. When Viggo left this morning he said he wasn’t feeling well, and I told him to go home and get some tender loving care from Karl,” Sean replied in a matter of fact manner, showing no obvious remorse or sadness at what should have been a painful decision, and having no idea of the impact his simple statement had on his friends. Four pairs of eyes stared at him in stunned disbelief. When they finally recovered the ability to speak, Sean was subjected to a barrage of disillusioned outrage.
“I know you were upset with him, but that was a little harsh, don’t you think?” Orlando was shocked. He knew Sean had a hot temper and had been on the receiving end of his ire on more than one occasion, but no matter how angry his words had become, Sean had never been deliberately cruel. Viggo must have been shattered. “I thought you two would be together forever.”
“You told Viggo to piss off over that stupid kiss! I don’t believe it!” Elijah exclaimed.
“Shit you just dumped him like that! The poor guy must be heartbroken,” Billy said, reaching for the comfort of Dom’s hand and squeezing it tightly.
“What are you lot on about? Why shouldn’t Viggo want to be with Karl?” Sean demanded, utterly confused by his friends’ unexpectedly aggrieved reactions.
“You are a real nutter if you believe Viggo wants Karl, or anyone else instead of you… Sean, have you forgotten that you two are lovers, ” Dom replied, quick to realise the truth of the situation.
“Bollocks! Sure I love him, and he loves me, but only as a close friend, not a lover,” Sean answered, frowning at the pain in his heart as he spoke the words of denial.
“No Sean, you two have been together for years, ever since New Zealand,” Orlando reassured his friend.
“Orlando’s right. Why do you suppose Viggo spent the night here with you instead of with Karl?” Billy asked.
“Because he’s my friend?” Sean sounded uncertain, he had simply accepted Viggo’s presence as a given. These men were also his friends, Orlando I n particular, but it was Viggo who had been with him in the emergency room and Viggo who had stayed by his side, holding his hand… kissing his fingers like a worried lover would.
Billy’s question was the same one Sean had asked the Dane; the one Viggo had not answered because he had suddenly taken ill. Sean recalled the agonised look on Viggo’s face and the hurt in his eyes and knew without a doubt that although his friend… or should that be lover?… likely did have a hangover as he claimed, it was the unintentional cruelty of his words that had made Viggo leave.
Feeling his headache rapidly returning with his increasing confusion, Sean rubbed his brow and tried to resolve the conflict between what he believed in his mind to be true and what he felt with his heart and soul, every fibre of his being was the real truth…that he did love Viggo, more than life itself…that Viggo was the mysterious lover of his clouded memory. Yet when he closed his eyes and allowed himself to think of Viggo as a lover, the man he saw lost in a passionate kiss and wrapped in the Dane’s arms, was Karl. The memory of that moment was still very real, as was the pain of betrayal that again overwhelmed Sean’s senses.
The others, confident that he would reach the right conclusion, remained silent as Sean waged his inner struggle with his emotions and the truth. They sadly realised their hopes were in vain when they heard the anguished cry that was but a soft echo of the one Sean had screamed the night before. Only this time the words uttered told of Sean’s greatest fear.
“No! Please don’t leave me, Viggo,” he pleaded over and over again as his tears fell freely. Orlando wrapped his arms around his hurting friend, and gently stroked his hair, whispering soothing words that too quickly lulled a still very emotionally drained Sean into a troubled sleep.
“I thought he said he gave Viggo his marching orders… now he doesn’t want him to leave? Sean is one confused bastard,” Billy said sadly.
“Fuck! There is something really wrong here,” Orlando said as he placed an affectionate kiss on Sean’s forehead.
“Aye, and there is only one person who can help him get sorted,” Dom said, taking his phone from his pocket and dialling Viggo’s number in the slim hope that the Dane had for once left his phone on and actually had it with him.
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“Hey Viggo, where the fuck are you?” Dom asked, relieved that the call was answered so quickly.
“In the cafeteria with Karl,” Viggo replied wondering why Dom would want to know.
“That’s nice, but how about you get your cheating ass back to Sean’s room! The man is a mess and he needs you!” Dom demanded angrily before rudely cutting Viggo off.
“Shit! I’ll be right there!… Dom?….Dom?” Viggo threw the phone down on the table when he realised the connection had been severed.
“What’s wrong?” Karl asked, already guessing the answer.
“Sean needs me.” Karl had to run to keep up with him.
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“Where is he, love?” Billy asked although judging by the dark look on Dom’s face he knew would not like the answer.
“In the bloody cafeteria having a coffee and a cosy chat with fucking Karl!”
“Shit! This is becoming a real nightmare,” Billy said, combing his fingers through his hair in frustration.
“Christ! What a mess,” Elijah agreed.
“Bastards!” Orlando swore softly so as not to disturb Sean, his heart breaking for the sleeping man he held just a little closer, the man he would gladly have tried to claim as his lover had it not been obvious that Sean and Viggo were meant for each other from the moment they met.
tbc
Pairing: Sean/Viggo
Rating: R
Author: jenolas
Summary: Sean is annoyed when his plans for a nice surprise for Viggo’s birthday hit many obstacles, one of which is particularly unpleasant.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. It never happened and nothing is implied about the lifestyle choices of the men.
The Best Laid Plans… Part 4
Without opening his eyes, Viggo shrugged off the hand that was shaking his shoulder and pulled the blanket over his head.
“Not now, Sean… I’m too bloody tired,” he mumbled as he attempted to remain asleep. The sound of unfamiliar laughter quickly put paid to that plan.
“If I was your lover I would hardly find that a welcoming response,” Dr Griffith said, his voice light and teasing. Viggo turned to face him and rubbed the sleep from his eyes, still feeling a bit disoriented until he recalled he was on the couch in the doctor’s office. Had been for a few hours, according to the time on the wall clock.
“Yeah, well sometimes Sean is insatiable, and has to be told no for his own well being,” Viggo explained, smiling at some private thought that made his eyes burn with desire and a look that told a different story. Sean rarely took no for an answer and his methods of convincing Viggo who was pretending to be uninterested, to actively participate in the incredibly hot sex being offered, left them both wanting more. Grateful for the privacy the blanket afforded, Viggo shifted his legs apart slightly to allow the result of his little roam down memory lane some more room. God he was hard!
“I see, and speaking of Sean’s well being, I just stopped in to tell you I am needed in emergency and will not have time to visit him until later this afternoon,” he said, already heading for the door as his pager beeped again.
“I understand,” Viggo replied, hiding his disappointment behind a forced smile. The doctor was an expert in his field and Viggo did not begrudge the fact that right now someone needed him more than Sean did. As he dialled the number of the nurse’s station on Sean’s floor, he silently wished the unknown patient a speedy recovery.
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Even though muffled by his closed door, Sean easily recognised the voices that signalled the arrival of Orlando, Elijah, Billy and Dom. He barely had time to prop himself up in the bed before his room invaded by his friends bearing a couple of large paper bags filled with wares from the pastry shop near Viggo’s house.
“Oh, by the way, can we come in, Sean?” Billy, the last to enter asked as he closed the door.
“Aye, make yourselves at home, why don’t you?” Sean replied, his attempt at sarcasm ignored in the ensuing argument over seating arrangements. Billy and Dom quickly claimed the end of the bed, forcing Sean to sit up a little straighter or have his feet squashed and Elijah settled cross-legged on the single chair leaving Orlando standing. Taking pity on the young man, Sean moved over and patted the vacant spot next to him.
“Sit your skinny arse here, yer Southern softie.” The offer was accepted with a brilliant smile and a sloppy kiss on the cheek.
“Fancy a cuppa, ya Northern bastard? Cures anything, you know,” Orlando teased, taking a thermos flask filled with Sean’s favourite tea from the bag he carried, and smiling broadly as he also produced a cup and saucer. Sean laughed heartily and hugged the younger man affectionately. They had become close friends in New Zealand, and had remained so, often enjoying a night on the town together when they were both in England.
“Aye, that it does and ‘tis just what I need, bless your heart,” he replied as he waited for Orlando to pour him a cup. Elijah offered him one of the pastries and Sean accepted with a smile and a nod at the large selection of goodies the opened paper bags had revealed. “Help yourselves, lads,” he said, surprised they had actually waited for an invite.
“So when do you get out of here?” Dom asked as he munched on a cream filled donut.
“Don’t know, but the Doc is due to visit me soon, so it might even be today with any luck,” Sean replied. “This certainly hits the spot, thanks Orlando,” he added after draining his cup of tea.
“Where’s Viggo?” Orlando asked looking around and suddenly realising the Dane was missing.
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Viggo was relieved to hear that Sean was doing really well, and at the moment had a room full of visitors. He considered joining them, but decided to take Mark’s advice and use the opportunity to grab a sandwich and coffee from the cafeteria.
“Hey Viggo…. Over here!” A voice called from a table near the windows.
“Hey Karl, what are you doing here?” Viggo asked as he joined his friend, both surprised and pleased to see a familiar face.
“I came to visit Sean, but he was sleeping so I decided to wait around for a while. I really need to talk with him,” Karl explained.
“Ah… that might not be such a good idea at the moment,” Viggo said wondering if he should explain further.
“He’s still pissed off with me, isn’t he?” Karl surmised leaving Viggo no option but to be totally honest.
“No, at the moment he is slightly confused, and believes you and I are lovers.” It was a painful admission and it showed in the choked voice and the sad smile.
“Ouch, that must be hard to take,” Karl said, nonetheless wishing it were true even as he placed a comforting hand on Viggo’s arm.
“It is not a good feeling.” It was the understatement of the century as far as Viggo was concerned.
“Hang in there Vig, he loves you too much to be able to forget you for long.”
“Yes, I believe that, but it still hurts like hell to have him think of me as just a friend.”
“Yeah, I know that feeling,” Karl muttered under his breath, not meaning for Viggo to hear, but he did.
“Look Karl, I am flattered that you have such strong feelings for me, but you should try and get past them. I love Sean with all my heart and soul, and there will never be anyone else for me.”
“I know, but at least let me tell you that you are a great kisser.”
“Sean certainly thinks so,” Viggo said, becoming a little uncomfortable with the conversation and thinking it was time he left.
“How is your lip, by the way? ” Karl asked reaching to touch the slight mark he could see. Obviously he was still interested in Viggo despite knowing he was wasting his time and the fact that the older man none too subtly moved out of his reach.
“Don’t Karl!” he warned. Definitely time to go he decided just as his phone began ringing.
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“I don’t rightly know. When Viggo left this morning he said he wasn’t feeling well, and I told him to go home and get some tender loving care from Karl,” Sean replied in a matter of fact manner, showing no obvious remorse or sadness at what should have been a painful decision, and having no idea of the impact his simple statement had on his friends. Four pairs of eyes stared at him in stunned disbelief. When they finally recovered the ability to speak, Sean was subjected to a barrage of disillusioned outrage.
“I know you were upset with him, but that was a little harsh, don’t you think?” Orlando was shocked. He knew Sean had a hot temper and had been on the receiving end of his ire on more than one occasion, but no matter how angry his words had become, Sean had never been deliberately cruel. Viggo must have been shattered. “I thought you two would be together forever.”
“You told Viggo to piss off over that stupid kiss! I don’t believe it!” Elijah exclaimed.
“Shit you just dumped him like that! The poor guy must be heartbroken,” Billy said, reaching for the comfort of Dom’s hand and squeezing it tightly.
“What are you lot on about? Why shouldn’t Viggo want to be with Karl?” Sean demanded, utterly confused by his friends’ unexpectedly aggrieved reactions.
“You are a real nutter if you believe Viggo wants Karl, or anyone else instead of you… Sean, have you forgotten that you two are lovers, ” Dom replied, quick to realise the truth of the situation.
“Bollocks! Sure I love him, and he loves me, but only as a close friend, not a lover,” Sean answered, frowning at the pain in his heart as he spoke the words of denial.
“No Sean, you two have been together for years, ever since New Zealand,” Orlando reassured his friend.
“Orlando’s right. Why do you suppose Viggo spent the night here with you instead of with Karl?” Billy asked.
“Because he’s my friend?” Sean sounded uncertain, he had simply accepted Viggo’s presence as a given. These men were also his friends, Orlando I n particular, but it was Viggo who had been with him in the emergency room and Viggo who had stayed by his side, holding his hand… kissing his fingers like a worried lover would.
Billy’s question was the same one Sean had asked the Dane; the one Viggo had not answered because he had suddenly taken ill. Sean recalled the agonised look on Viggo’s face and the hurt in his eyes and knew without a doubt that although his friend… or should that be lover?… likely did have a hangover as he claimed, it was the unintentional cruelty of his words that had made Viggo leave.
Feeling his headache rapidly returning with his increasing confusion, Sean rubbed his brow and tried to resolve the conflict between what he believed in his mind to be true and what he felt with his heart and soul, every fibre of his being was the real truth…that he did love Viggo, more than life itself…that Viggo was the mysterious lover of his clouded memory. Yet when he closed his eyes and allowed himself to think of Viggo as a lover, the man he saw lost in a passionate kiss and wrapped in the Dane’s arms, was Karl. The memory of that moment was still very real, as was the pain of betrayal that again overwhelmed Sean’s senses.
The others, confident that he would reach the right conclusion, remained silent as Sean waged his inner struggle with his emotions and the truth. They sadly realised their hopes were in vain when they heard the anguished cry that was but a soft echo of the one Sean had screamed the night before. Only this time the words uttered told of Sean’s greatest fear.
“No! Please don’t leave me, Viggo,” he pleaded over and over again as his tears fell freely. Orlando wrapped his arms around his hurting friend, and gently stroked his hair, whispering soothing words that too quickly lulled a still very emotionally drained Sean into a troubled sleep.
“I thought he said he gave Viggo his marching orders… now he doesn’t want him to leave? Sean is one confused bastard,” Billy said sadly.
“Fuck! There is something really wrong here,” Orlando said as he placed an affectionate kiss on Sean’s forehead.
“Aye, and there is only one person who can help him get sorted,” Dom said, taking his phone from his pocket and dialling Viggo’s number in the slim hope that the Dane had for once left his phone on and actually had it with him.
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“Hey Viggo, where the fuck are you?” Dom asked, relieved that the call was answered so quickly.
“In the cafeteria with Karl,” Viggo replied wondering why Dom would want to know.
“That’s nice, but how about you get your cheating ass back to Sean’s room! The man is a mess and he needs you!” Dom demanded angrily before rudely cutting Viggo off.
“Shit! I’ll be right there!… Dom?….Dom?” Viggo threw the phone down on the table when he realised the connection had been severed.
“What’s wrong?” Karl asked, already guessing the answer.
“Sean needs me.” Karl had to run to keep up with him.
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“Where is he, love?” Billy asked although judging by the dark look on Dom’s face he knew would not like the answer.
“In the bloody cafeteria having a coffee and a cosy chat with fucking Karl!”
“Shit! This is becoming a real nightmare,” Billy said, combing his fingers through his hair in frustration.
“Christ! What a mess,” Elijah agreed.
“Bastards!” Orlando swore softly so as not to disturb Sean, his heart breaking for the sleeping man he held just a little closer, the man he would gladly have tried to claim as his lover had it not been obvious that Sean and Viggo were meant for each other from the moment they met.
tbc
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