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Neverland

b+d
912 words
for jenish



February fourteenth, Dom pretty much vibrated his way off the plane into WIAL (and he hadn’t even had any caffeine yet). He tailgated the slow family in front of him off the plane and through the gateway—had to apologise twice to the father for stepping on the backs of his shoes. Everyone around him was so lethargic and exhausted! Honestly, it was only eleven in the evening. Didn’t they have people to see?

Dom couldn’t stop moving a single part of his body and thought that at this rate, he’d probably transmogrify himself into a jackhammer. He couldn’t bear this, he had to see them, otherwise his lungs would collapse, like they’d been threatening, and he’d have a heart attack and a stroke and an aneurysm, all at once. Oh, and the suffocation, from the collapsed lungs. He’d die about a million times before he hit the ground. How very rock star of him.

He started hyperventilating and rolled his eyes at himself. But he couldn’t stop. Oh dear. This was serious. Still no sign of them! Didn’t they know his lungs were collapsing?! Where the fuck were they? Tears welled up in his eyes. He felt like a child, an ocean at the ready just behind his lids.

DOM!”

One of his lungs imploded—great, he would die anyway. He didn’t really care, to be honest, though no matter how hard he tried he couldn’t find Billy in the crowd. Damn whoever made both of them so short! Dom jumped into the air a couple times, bags and all, right in the thick of the main corridor, nearly causing several injuries and yielding no results.

A few tears leaked out. He clenched his fists. Felt kind of like that guy, in the myth, who had a fruit in front of him but whenever he held his hand out he couldn’t reach it. His other lung started to dent.

THERE! Billy squeezed himself between two corpulent tourists like a mole and jumped on Dom like a flying wombat. “DOM!” he cried, knocking Dom’s back into several unsuspecting innocents, but they weren’t really innocent because they’d been impeding Dom’s line of sight, so there.

BILLY!” Dom exploded, successfully popping his lungs back to their original shape and pressing Billy as far into himself as he would go.

They remained that way, holding onto each other so hard they trembled, for about twenty seconds until Billy re-nestled his chin closer to Dom’s neck and said, “The boys are all at Viggo’s and I got sent te pick ye up by me onesy. We’re playin’ games and everyone’s so excited te see you, we were waitin’ for you te start the good ones. Workin’ tomorrow at half-six, but ye knew that, but I’m stayin’ up late if you’re—how are you, ye must be fuckin’ exhausted, ye goin’e wan’e go te bed right away?”

Dom’s strap became too uncomfortable to ignore; he had to pull away.

… Billy wouldn’t let him.

“Leggo ‘me, Bill, my bag’s too heavy,” he said softly and his heart pulled an entirely new kind of attack on him—Billy waited just that long to loosen himself. Dom set the pack down and met Billy’s eyes, rimmed with pink as they were. Dom’s chin nearly crumpled again. “Fuck, it’s good to see you.” He laughed, trying hard to disregard the subsequent tears, and enveloped Billy in another hug, kissing his cheek and then resting the sides of their heads together. “It’s gonna be just like Principal, Billy!”

“Fuck yeah! Can you believe it, it’s been a month!”

They rocked a bit. “BillyBillyBilly.” Dom laughed more; Billy did as well. “There is no fuckin’ way I could sleep right now, y’know. Come on, who do you think I am?”

Billy squeezed tighter, but said nothing.

“Vig’s, you say? How come nobody came with you t' get me? Not that I’m complainin’.”

Billy squeezed. Tighter.

Dom allowed himself the thought: Billy has never acted like this before. “Bill?”

Tighter.

“B—”

Release. Billy patted Dom’s shoulder and smiled, strained. “Yeah, Vig’s,” he said deeply, then coughed a little. “Ye wan’ we should head over there? They’ll have my head if I don’t bring ye back in about five seconds.”

Dom, eyes completely round, stared at Billy. Dom nodded. Dom sniffled. And once a few moments had passed, he had to blink away the new dryness in his eyes. He peered up at Billy through his lashes. “Billy…”

Billy grimaced, shutting his eyes lightly. “… Come on, Dom,” they came open, “let’s get you inte the car, they’ll maul me if we don’t get there right away, I’m not lyin’ te you. They said they’ve got some game agenda for you. Keepin’ it clandestine, though, they are.”

Dom smiled, confused but willing to latch onto whatever conversation Billy deemed fit. “Clandestine. That’s a big word for you, Bill.”

“Aw, shu’ up, ye genius bastard. Not my fault I didn’t read the fuckin’ dictionary at age seven.”

“Actually, it is your fault.”

“Dickhead.”

A pathway cleared somewhere in Dom’s brain. Dom had forgotten it existed, but now it was open and ready for business, all warm sunlight and second chances. He leaned in a little at Billy and murmured just loudly enough: “I’ll read you the dictionary, Billy.”

Billy’s eyes fixed onto Dom’s shoulder; his brows shot up and a ridiculously, ridiculously happy smile faded into place.

Dom allowed himself another thought: I’m home.

~



This fic has been, um, made possible by the beta-- vensre. ::clandestine grin::

Happy birthday, Jen! ♥!

Comments

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zahz87
Dec. 29th, 2004 08:30 pm (UTC)
Ohhh Billy and his hugging Dom real tight just made my heart ache and drop and then bounce back up in that special way it does when i read a fic of yours.

I've been wanting some new fic and what do i find! I find that Puddle has brought us new fic!

*praises teh Puddle*

Nicely done!

^______^
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ckdutchess
Dec. 29th, 2004 10:17 pm (UTC)
That was the best hug ever. :) Wonderful, thank you.
tarhisie
Dec. 29th, 2004 11:25 pm (UTC)
*squee!*

This was another great story! *clapclapclap*
restlessgranola
Dec. 30th, 2004 01:09 am (UTC)
Billy squeezed himself between two corpulent tourists like a mole and jumped on Dom like a flying wombat.

*Big grin (in slow motion)* Thank you. That visual will get me through the rest of my winter break.

*Collapses into a ball of giggles*
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orangeosity
Dec. 30th, 2004 06:41 am (UTC)
you're pretty. so is your userpicture.

i want to hug you.

*does so*

the end.
helpwess
Dec. 30th, 2004 07:30 am (UTC)
oh pud (if i may), this is just another in an evergrowing string of just GOOD fics! this one is in a totally different voice than any other, and it's such a good frantic, squirrely dom. oh dom, i am going to get consumption and die, too.
helpwess
Dec. 30th, 2004 07:35 am (UTC)
also, by the by, i went to look at your user pictures and LOL'd all over my shirt at "mischief managed mischief managed MISCHIEF MANAGED MISCHIEF MANAGED"
jenish
Dec. 30th, 2004 02:04 pm (UTC)
Heh, I'm doing that thing where I exceed the word count again ^___^
I just had the loudest, hugest squee. Words cannot express how much I love you. And later, you know, I'll actually just about deafen you squeal in your ear and tell ye.

Okay, but now, the fic, OH GOD THE FIC I ADORE THE FIC I LOVE IT AND OH HOLY CRAP HOW I LOVE YOU TO PIECES. Ahem.

February fourteenth, Dom pretty much vibrated his way off the plane

LoveLoveLoveLoveLoveLoveLoveLove (am now incapable of saying anything but LoveLoveLove) Dom is ... aw, man, Dom is so ... gah you stole my words. Again. Dammit. ::searches for them::

He’d die about a million times before he hit the ground. How very rock star of him.

And that is the point at which I went bust. I need to icon that phrase He’d die about a million times before he hit the ground, hmmm. I wannit. I love it. ::clutches it to my chest::

no matter how hard he tried he couldn’t find Billy in the crowd. Damn whoever made both of them so short!

::melts into a squeeing mess:: ::weak flailing::

A few tears leaked out. He clenched his fists. Felt kind of like that guy, in the myth, who had a fruit in front of him but whenever he held his hand out he couldn’t reach it. His other lung started to dent.

I'm audibly, visibly, internally melting right now. And bursting into squeaking every few seconds.

THERE! Billy squeezed himself between two corpulent tourists like a mole and jumped on Dom like a flying wombat.

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE your similes are love. Total love. ::adoration::

BILLY!” Dom exploded, successfully popping his lungs back to their original shape and pressing Billy as far into himself as he would go.

And there, right in front of me, is the cutest cute to ever cute at me. ::locks away that one line, takes it to a special huge dusty library in my head and places it carefully in one of the best books::

I got sent te pick ye up by me onesy

I would like to take your Billy home, please, and have him talk to me like that so I may giggle and beam all day. ::LOVE::

Dom set the pack down and met Billy’s eyes, rimmed with pink as they were. Dom’s chin nearly crumpled again. “Fuck, it’s good to see you.” He laughed, trying hard to disregard the subsequent tears, and enveloped Billy in another hug, kissing his cheek and then resting the sides of their heads together. “It’s gonna be just like Principal, Billy!”

Now? Now I am floating. On the happiest of happy clouds. I love you, really quite a lot.

Oh. Oh. OH. The squeezing. Billy. ::crumples all melty::
jenish
Dec. 30th, 2004 02:05 pm (UTC)
Dom, eyes completely round, stared at Billy. Dom nodded. Dom sniffled. And once a few moments had passed, he had to blink away the new dryness in his eyes. He peered up at Billy through his lashes. “Billy…”

I don't know how you do it. So many times I think you've pulled it off, that's it, that's my favourite line of anything ever, and every time you bring a new favourite. That, it's so ... man. I. Adore. It. You too, 'samatteroffact <3

I love the word clantestine ::joy::

A pathway cleared somewhere in Dom’s brain. Dom had forgotten it existed, but now it was open and ready for business, all warm sunlight and second chances. He leaned in a little at Billy and murmured just loudly enough: “I’ll read you the dictionary, Billy.”

::oh my god:: ::gazes, entranced:: That is so beautiful, in that way that kind of ... just there, it's perfect.

Billy’s eyes fixed onto Dom’s shoulder; his brows shot up and a ridiculously, ridiculously happy smile faded into place.

Dom allowed himself another thought: I’m home.


::flings self at you:: ::tackle-flying-hug:: GLORIOUS. The second ridiculously is fantastic, the fact that his smile faded into place IS SO PERFECT IT ACHES OMG, and the home just killed me. Yes.

I love you so very, very much it warps things, you know that? ::LOVELOVELOVE::
septembergurl
Jan. 6th, 2005 08:54 pm (UTC)
N'awww. What a hug! :D

Dom allowed himself another thought: I’m home.

*loves*
beizy
Jan. 8th, 2005 02:55 am (UTC)
Oh, MAN. That is just... *giggles* Your Billy/Dom is rapidly becoming my favorite kind.
insanitys_reign
Jan. 11th, 2005 01:35 am (UTC)
So cute! I was following links and ended up here, I'm so glad I did. Would you mind terribly if I friended you? Also, I love your icons.

Anyway, I actually printed this out so I could read it over and over and over again (and have). It makes me feel all happy inside...such a nice change from my usual of darkfic. I loved it so much! You're an aweesome writer.
vensre
Jan. 19th, 2005 05:59 am (UTC)
::paws::

::PAWS::

I love you.

And I love this whole story. I love you. Ah, my heart.
hikethekilt
Jan. 29th, 2005 05:05 am (UTC)
Damn whoever made both of them so short!

*GLEE*

And, ooh, I love it--the energy, the... just everything. Damn it, I could eloquently praise you if your fics didn't turn my cerebral matter into a pile of shiny glowing happywarm goo.
frisbyg
Jan. 30th, 2005 12:08 am (UTC)
He’d die about a million times before he hit the ground. How very rock star of him.

*KEYBOARD MASH OF LOFF*

your use of metaphors and visuals and language always have me glued to my seat with a smile plastered to my face. <34
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