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Here's again a new story!
I had the most fun time writing this, dunno if it reflects into the story...

Title: Sean throws Viggo out!
Author: Suometar
Beta: Willowaif
Archive: Rugbytackling
Characters: Viggo/Sean Bean
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Vig and Bean belong to themselves only, they’re not objects we can use however we want, but our thoughts of them are!



Viggo woke up in his trailer to some terrible sound, like someone banging himself on the doorframe, he looked around and saw clothes that weren’t his, but male’s whatsoever.
“Did I bring someone over?” Viggo thought and tasted his mouth, it tasted like dead rat.
The sound kept going, but now it sounded like someone choking.
He opened the little curtain above the bed, the light blinded him, but now he saw the space, it was his bed, at least it looked like it, it smelled a little funny, something was weird. Viggo looked out through the window, this wasn’t his spot.
“Did someone bring ME over?”
Then the sound started to die off, after that a flush. Viggo choke to the sight of scruffy Sean stepping into the light in the little bedroom, not naked, that would’ve given Viggo a heart attack, Sean was wearing tight black boxers.
- Are ya tryin’ to fuckin’ blind me mate?!
- Sorry! Viggo screamed and pulled the curtains shut.
- Whattaya doin’ ‘ere?
- Umm, dunno.
Viggo almost flew out of Sean trailer, grabbing onto the blanket, he stood in front of Sean’s trailer door in bare sunlight only to see an attack of his own clothes coming from the doorway he got thrown out through just a blink ago. Viggo got dressed and noticed that he had spare jeans, a sock and a shirt. So he knocked on the door carefully. Unlikely as it was, Sean came to open up, he was on the phone, so he didn’t do anything more to poor Vig, and more weird was that after Sean grabbed his belongings with his spare hand, he just stood there listening the phone.
- It’s for ya Vig, Orlando.
Viggo took the phone and looked at Sean a little scared, but Sean gestured for the other man to come back in.

- Hello.
- Vig? You’re really there! Whoo!
Some others were cheering at Orlando’s end.
- Hm, Orlando, what?
“Ask him did they do it”, was heard from the background, Viggo didn’t quite catch it, so it could’ve been “Hand me my socks please” as well.
- Who was that?
- Oh, Lij, Dom and Billy are at my place, we kinda took the party here after they closed the bar.
- Sweet, why are ya calling me? Or Sean I mean?
- We all wanted to know if you really did end up there after Sean left with you, we saw you two take a cab. So that’s where you went *snicker*.
- And what do you think happened huh?
- Are you sore Vig? What about Sean?
- Fuck you punk I’m fine. Hey Sean, are you sore? Viggo asked Sean who had gotten on the shirt Viggo handed him a while ago and now the big Brit looked back angrily.
- Um, he’s fine too, Viggo said carefully.
- Hey, is he a good kisser?
That shocked Viggo, he remembered the whole night again, yes they kissed, and not only once.
- Goodbye Orlando, Viggo said and hung up.
Viggo gave the phone back to Sean, who put it into its place.

Now Sean and Viggo were drinking some weird tea, Viggo drank out of politeness, it was awful and way too hot, so he tried to throw it away without Sean noticing.
- Sorry for throwing ya out, Sean paused and continued:
- It kinda scared me, I didn’t even notice you when I got up and then you were there when I got back, sorry.
- It’s okay, I’ll survive.
There was an unpleasant silence while Sean tried to put the words together right.
- Why were you there?
- I was looking after you, you kinda asked me to.
- What did I say?
Viggo didn’t want to say, but the silence built up a tension that said it was something really bad.
- You said you wanted me in your bed, when I hesitated you said you wouldn’t do anything, and, well...
Sean wasn’t angry anymore, or confused, Viggo was explaining the night so well, so calmly.
- I wanted to sleep next to you, so I came, but you had already passed out in the hallway, actually it was I who had to strip you and tug you into bed.
- Romantic, Sean chuckled.
Viggo did too.

They talked about little details that happened that night, their kissing, Sean being drunk and Viggo being a hero.
- I’m sorry if I came onto you, Sean said finally.
- You did a little, Viggo said looking into his, thanks heavens, empty tea mug.
- Sorry mate.
Viggo didn’t answer, he didn’t know what to say.
Sean thinking about the right words to say and it got him silent again, so they were both quiet, feeling a little guilty for their thoughts.
Viggo got up and it got Sean’s thoughts moving faster, he had to ask before Viggo left.
- Thanks for the tea, Viggo said with a low, soft voice, like same damn male cat purring.
- The plants liked it eh?
- Huh? Oh, you saw, sorry.
- No biggie.
- But it was awfully bad!
Sean laughed, looked down, licked his lips and then raised his head again, seeing Viggo there, standing.
- Can I ask you out Vig?
Viggo just looked at Sean, the sun shined so beautifully on to his face. Viggo crouched and looked at Sean some more.
- Ya don’t hafta say yes, Sean said and blinked.
- But please?
- I don’t think it’s a good idea Sean, Viggo said.
- Me neither.
Viggo sighed.
- How did it feel when we kissed? Sean asked.
Viggo looked down, trying to think.
- Was there any good innit? Sean asked again.
- Yeah, a lot actually.
- Can you give that good a try?
- It’s a *bad* idea Sean.
- Ok, can you give that bad idea a try?
Viggo chuckled, Sean tried so hard, he wasn’t this sweet last night at all.
- C’mon.
- Ok, Viggo finally said and noticed that he smiled, he was so happy he smiled.
- Ok, Sean said and watched Viggo helping himself out.
- Can I call you, he shouted after Viggo, who was already walking away.
- You know my number! Viggo shouted without looking back.