Fic: No Distance Left To Run (VM/SB, PG)
Oct. 2nd, 2006 02:34 amTitle: No Distance Left To Run
Author:
clocks
Pairing: Viggo/Sean
Rating: PG
Warning: Angst, man.
Disclaimer: Don't know them, this is all fiction.
Feedback: Would be salivated upon like Homer over a box of donuts
Summary: Sean just wants Viggo to be happy.
Archiving: Rugbytackling, others please ask, thanks!
Notes: I'm supposed to be working on 'Transatlanticism 2' but this fic hijacked my brain. Inspired by the song 'You Could Be Happy' by Snow Patrol. There are two more parts coming up, but this one can be read as a standalone. I'll link everything up once it's done.
NO DISTANCE LEFT TO RUN
Sean is in Idaho. Viggo doesn't know, and for the first time, Sean wants it to stay that way. Besides, Viggo might not even be in town. It doesn't matter that he's driven by Viggo's ranch three times, or that he's stopped by the tiny art store in Boise where Viggo bought him his first painting. Sean remembers it well. A painting of an Idaho cornfield, identical to the very same one a few days before where they were running and laughing in before they collapsed somewhere to kiss, then made love and watched the sunset together.
Sean has to stop by the roadside because the tears are blurring his vision.
The good memories are easy to recall, the bad ones even more so. The days before the break-up were pregnant with silences, tension, heartache. Viggo's last words to him - "But you can't love someone you don't know anymore," - were almost inaudible as he walked out the door with the potted plant - Bernard - a duffel bag and plane tickets back to LA.
Were they really that different, that distant? Did one entire year pass before Sean realised he'd met up with Viggo only six times?
He doesn't know what Viggo is up to now, although Orli keeps tabs and updates him every now and then with a phone call. He likes to think that Viggo is maybe happier, free from heartbreak. It hurts to think that someone could be happier if you weren't in their life, but it's something Sean wants for Viggo. Right now, it is the only thing Sean can give him.
It doesn't matter that Sean was the happiest he had ever been when Viggo was in close proximity, both of them cackling over some daft joke only they could understand, or debating the merits of English versus South American footie. It doesn't matter now, because he isn't holding Viggo back, and Viggo can maybe find someone who loves him the way he deserves, who doesn't chide him for not screwing the toothpaste cap back on and leaving the remote control in its right place.
Sean starts the car again and wipes his damp eyes with shaking hands. The sun is setting, and maybe tomorrow when Sean heads back to London, he might feel better, and perhaps move the cornfield painting from his bedroom to his attic. It probably won't help in the slightest, but at least it will make it easier for Sean to lie to himself.
THE END
Author:
Pairing: Viggo/Sean
Rating: PG
Warning: Angst, man.
Disclaimer: Don't know them, this is all fiction.
Feedback: Would be salivated upon like Homer over a box of donuts
Summary: Sean just wants Viggo to be happy.
Archiving: Rugbytackling, others please ask, thanks!
Notes: I'm supposed to be working on 'Transatlanticism 2' but this fic hijacked my brain. Inspired by the song 'You Could Be Happy' by Snow Patrol. There are two more parts coming up, but this one can be read as a standalone. I'll link everything up once it's done.
NO DISTANCE LEFT TO RUN
Sean is in Idaho. Viggo doesn't know, and for the first time, Sean wants it to stay that way. Besides, Viggo might not even be in town. It doesn't matter that he's driven by Viggo's ranch three times, or that he's stopped by the tiny art store in Boise where Viggo bought him his first painting. Sean remembers it well. A painting of an Idaho cornfield, identical to the very same one a few days before where they were running and laughing in before they collapsed somewhere to kiss, then made love and watched the sunset together.
Sean has to stop by the roadside because the tears are blurring his vision.
The good memories are easy to recall, the bad ones even more so. The days before the break-up were pregnant with silences, tension, heartache. Viggo's last words to him - "But you can't love someone you don't know anymore," - were almost inaudible as he walked out the door with the potted plant - Bernard - a duffel bag and plane tickets back to LA.
Were they really that different, that distant? Did one entire year pass before Sean realised he'd met up with Viggo only six times?
He doesn't know what Viggo is up to now, although Orli keeps tabs and updates him every now and then with a phone call. He likes to think that Viggo is maybe happier, free from heartbreak. It hurts to think that someone could be happier if you weren't in their life, but it's something Sean wants for Viggo. Right now, it is the only thing Sean can give him.
It doesn't matter that Sean was the happiest he had ever been when Viggo was in close proximity, both of them cackling over some daft joke only they could understand, or debating the merits of English versus South American footie. It doesn't matter now, because he isn't holding Viggo back, and Viggo can maybe find someone who loves him the way he deserves, who doesn't chide him for not screwing the toothpaste cap back on and leaving the remote control in its right place.
Sean starts the car again and wipes his damp eyes with shaking hands. The sun is setting, and maybe tomorrow when Sean heads back to London, he might feel better, and perhaps move the cornfield painting from his bedroom to his attic. It probably won't help in the slightest, but at least it will make it easier for Sean to lie to himself.
THE END
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Date: 2006-10-01 06:59 pm (UTC)Except the fact he knows he is lying to himself, which makes me hope the painting stays where it is because I firmly believe there might still be hope... Yes, I am an uncurable optimist :)
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Date: 2006-10-01 07:05 pm (UTC)I'm an incurable optimist too, I must always have a happy VigBean ending! There are actually two more parts coming up, one is already written and it's in Viggo's POV, and the other one will probably be full of mush and schmoop and such. We'll see!
Thanks again for taking the time to leave feedback!
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Date: 2006-10-01 07:15 pm (UTC)But your writing here is gorgeous, so full of missed opportunities and pain at the little things... and Sean's not fooling anyone but himself (and probably not that, either). Lovely... but can I hope for a happy ending?
~Kris
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Date: 2006-10-01 07:46 pm (UTC)Thank you so much for reading, and for the lovely comments!
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Date: 2006-10-01 08:19 pm (UTC)I loved this. I've done the 'visit the scene of the crime and pray not to be caught while praying to be caught at the same time after a relationship' thing before now. Nope, it doesn't help.
Right now, it is the only thing Sean can give him.
*loves the big strong (dumb) manly man*
I read in the comments there's more to come? I'm all for the schmoopy third chapter. I love angst, but with a happy ending most of all!
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Date: 2006-10-02 04:01 am (UTC)Thank you SO much for reading and leaving feedback in depth, I'm always so happy when someone 'gets it', especially when it's based on a song and they've heard it too.
And yes, there definitely will be two more companion pieces coming up with Viggo's POV, and then a reunion. I agree, angst is always best served with a happy ending and hopefully a lot of smut ;)
Thanks again!
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Date: 2006-10-01 09:31 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-10-01 10:47 pm (UTC)Thanks for posting.
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Date: 2006-10-02 04:04 am (UTC)Thanks again for reading!
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Date: 2006-10-02 01:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-02 04:06 am (UTC)Thank you so much for reading and commenting (and yes, I agree with your icon!)
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Date: 2006-10-02 10:33 pm (UTC)Thank you for taking the time to read and comment :)
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Date: 2006-10-02 10:01 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-02 10:34 pm (UTC)Thank you for reading and commenting! :)
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Date: 2006-10-02 11:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-02 10:37 pm (UTC)Still, I was absolutely happy and thrilled to read what you had to say, it really does mean a lot to me :) Thank you so much for the kind words!
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Date: 2006-10-02 06:23 pm (UTC)This part is fine just left on its own, but I confess I'm glad there are a couple of other parts coming along. Loves us a (hopefully) happy ending, we does. ;)
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Date: 2006-10-02 10:39 pm (UTC)But yes, I'm giving in to my weakness for happy endings and I'm probably going to end up with a mountain of schmoop ;) But thanks for reading and commenting! It's always good to hear from you.
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Date: 2006-10-03 12:57 pm (UTC)A lovely sad, sort of Autumn-time piece of writing . . . it came over very well.
I love the idea that they all keep tabs on each other, so no one of them will ever escape the care of the others . . . but it made me yearn for happier times for them.
Just lovely.
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Date: 2006-10-03 09:10 pm (UTC)Also, thank you for reading and commenting, it's always great to hear from you!
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Date: 2006-10-09 07:46 pm (UTC)Jokes apart, this hurts but in a brilliantly written, full of feeling way.
And I love Bernard the potted plant ;)
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Date: 2006-10-09 10:32 pm (UTC)Thank you SO much for your wonderful comments, it makes my day. And which also reminds me, I need to post Viggo's POV!
Hehe, I'm happy someone noticed the plant. He makes another cameo in Part 2!
Thanks thanks thanks again for reading!