Halo, part 4
Aug. 1st, 2006 07:29 amPairing: Sean/Viggo
Rating: R
Warning: AU: Sean is a business man, Viggo a photographer in this fic.
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This fic is written for
Part 1: here
Part 2: here
Part 3: here
DISCLAIMER: I don't know these men, it never happened: it's all just in my head!


Sean dozed off, only to sit straight up when he felt Viggo getting out of the bed.
“Where are you going?”
“Home. Where else?”
“What is it Viggo: wife or boyfriend?”
“Fuck Sean, neither.”
He bent down and followed the trail of dropped clothes into the other room.
“Viggo? I am sorry, I had no right to ask you that. It’s just that –“
“It’s a dog Sean. I have to take her out for a walk and feed her. That’s all.”
“ I really am sorry.”
“S’okay, don’t worry.”
“So what are you doing tomorrow? I’ve rented a car to do a little sightseeing. Would you care to join me? We could go to the beach or something.”
“Can I bring my dog? She loves the beach.”
“Sure. If it won’t bite me.”
“I am more likely to bite you than my dog. She’s a real big sweetheart.”
"Well, I am a bad boy, come here and bite me,”
“It’s tempting but I really gotta go Sean.”
“Do you want me to pick you up at the gallery tomorrow?”
“Okay. I know a good place to go. Do you like to swim?”
“I do. I will have to buy swimming trunks then. Didn’t bring them with me.”
“Okay, see you tomorrow then.”
“Goodnight Viggo.”
Viggo was at the door, the knob in his hand when Sean called out.
“Viggo? I still want that picture.”
Viggo just smiled and closed the door behind him.
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It was a really beautiful day and even though Sean still had to get used to driving at the wrong side of the road he felt great. Viggo was sitting next to him, wearing nothing else but shorts while his big furry dog was panting heavily with excitement on the back seat.
“She loves driving Sean. You better be prepared, she’ll start drooling all over your neck pretty soon. She seems to like you.”
“You like me to, don’t you? Will you be drooling soon too?”
“Well, you do look hot in that beach short Sean. And I like those wide legs.”
His hand slid in and crept up, till Sean’s hand stopped him.
“Are you trying to get us killed, stop that!”
There was that grin again, a reminder of yesterday night. Like he needed that.
About 15 minutes later they arrived. Viggo had been right, it was beautiful and deserted for some people on surfboards way back in the sea. Sean took out the cool box he bought this morning, and wrapped the big yellow hotel towel around his neck.
Viggo carried nothing but a camera bag. He just shrugged when he caught Sean’s glance, grinning again.
“I thought we could easily share your towel.”
It was hot in the sun and the sea looked cool, so Sean dropped his stuff and ran after Viggo, who already sprinted, his dog running happily beside him. They ran into the water, yelling because of the sudden cold and it felt great.
Later they lied back in the sun, part of their bodies in the sand, because the big towel wasn’t that big. They had some beers and Sean even thought of bringing water for the dog. They had talked and laughed a lot, but now they fell silent.
“Are you going to tell me about that picture now Vig? Why it’s so special to you?”
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Date: 2006-08-01 12:19 pm (UTC)Fabulous "cut" quote by the way! Don't rightly know what to call it, but the link to the story thing. Made me chuckle.
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Date: 2006-08-01 12:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-08-01 12:26 pm (UTC)What a place to stop, you naughty girl. Is this where they realize that they have met before?
Hugs, Susie.
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Date: 2006-08-01 12:37 pm (UTC)