Fic: Movie Night
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monaboyd_monthtitle: Movie Night
pairing: Billy/Dom
rating: PG-13
words: 860
summary: Billy gets one of Dom's packages in the mail by mistake.
disclaimer: This is untrue, and I mean no disrespect by it.
a/n: Just barely made it under the wire with this one. Sorry I'm so late today, guys. Thank you to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
random_yayness for helping me brainstorm. ♥
Dom was idly flipping through the channels on his tv when his doorbell rang. He wasn’t expecting one—was in fact thinking about going to bed early—so it took him a moment to push himself out of the deep couch and answer the door.
It was Billy, standing on Dom’s front stoop with a small cardboard box and a polite expression. That was weird in itself, because Billy never wasted time being polite with Dom. Billy held out the box with a smile.
“I believe this is yours. It was in my mailbox,” he said casually.
Dom took the box. The tape was sliced apart. “You opened it?” he asked.
“I didn’t know it was yours,” Billy said pointedly. “Until I opened it.”
“Okay. Um, thanks?” Billy gave Dom another strange, polite smile and just stood there. Dom shuffled backwards and opened the door wider. “I was just about to go to bed, but, uh… do you want to come in?”
“Sure,” Billy replied. He followed Dom into the kitchen, where Dom set down the box. “Aren’t you going to open it?”
Dom’s fingers automatically curled beneath the cardboard flaps but then he froze. He thought back to the things he’d ordered online recently. He blushed fiercely and didn’t look up.
“You opened it?” he asked again, just to be sure.
“At least it didn’t get sent to ‘Lijah,” Billy answered smugly. Dom could hear the grin in his voice, now Billy knew Dom had caught on.
Dom leaned over until his forehead thunked down on the counter and groaned. He tried to gauge the amount of teasing this warranted, and how fast the gossip would spread around the set.
“I’m not gonna tell, Dommeh,” Billy said, as if reading Dom’s mind. “I thought I should give it to you tonight instead of tomorrow morning at Feet.”
“…Thanks, Bill,” Dom said, feeling oddly touched. “You’re my favorite,” he tacked on as an afterthought.
Billy’s smile softened and he moved around the kitchen to stand next to Dom, pushing the box out of the way. “I thought you might also want to watch them. Tonight, maybe.”
“You—what?”
“I haven’t seen either of them before. You want some company?”
“Billy, are you fucking with me?” Dom asked plainly. “You have the right to tease and gossip and whatever else, but come on, don’t—”
Billy’s hand snuck into the box and pulled out one of the DVDs. “I’m putting this one in. Get us some beer or something,” he said, then disappeared into the living room. Dom stared after him with wide eyes and a dropped jaw. He nonetheless pulled two bottles of beer from the fridge and hesitantly followed into the other room.
Billy was fiddling with the buttons on the DVD player. A bright purple menu screen with horribly cheesy music abruptly appeared onscreen. He took one of the bottles from Dom’s hand and flopped down on the couch. Dom slowly joined him, curled up with his feet tucked beneath him and his own bottle cradled in both hands.
“Have you seen this one before?” Billy asked casually. “I’ve seen another video from this company, I think.”
“No, I haven’t,” Dom answered distantly. “It was, uh. It was ‘recommended for me’ on amazon.com.” He looked up and shot Billy a wry smile, watching closely to see Billy’s reaction.
He laughed and turned his attention back to the screen, where two men were already shirtless and on the bed. Obviously the video didn’t waste time with foreplay. Dom swallowed and set his beer—still completely full—on the floor to wipe his sweaty hands on his jeans.
He watched Billy’s lips wrap around the rim of his bottle as he took a long drink.
“Billy,” Dom whispered.
Billy looked over at him. His eyes were calm and the corners of his lips were tweaked up in a hint of a smile. He waited for Dom to speak, watching him steadily.
“I want to go to bed,” Dom said.
“Early call tomorrow,” Billy replied with a nod, ostensibly agreeing.
Dom shook his head. “I want you to stay.”
Billy licked his lips quickly.
“I don’t think I can make it through this video without kissing you,” Dom admitted, then shifted a bit closer, away from the armrest. “And I’d really like that to happen in my bedroom.”
Billy tilted forward, slowly leaning in to meet Dom in the center of the couch. “We should have movie night more often,” Billy murmured.
They were only a hand’s width apart. Dom’s gaze flicked between Billy’s bright eyes and the curve of his lips. He breathed out a laugh. “If you’re fucking with me right now—”
“I’m not.”
Billy closed the distance between them, reaching up to rest his free hand on Dom’s shoulder. Dom crawled forward, pressing Billy back against the opposite armrest, and carefully took the beer bottle out of his hand.
“I think I’m done with the video,” he said, and rolled off the couch. He reached down to pull Billy to his feet and didn’t let go until they’d closed the door to his bedroom behind them.
fin.
pairing: Billy/Dom
rating: PG-13
words: 860
summary: Billy gets one of Dom's packages in the mail by mistake.
disclaimer: This is untrue, and I mean no disrespect by it.
a/n: Just barely made it under the wire with this one. Sorry I'm so late today, guys. Thank you to
random_yayness for helping me brainstorm. ♥Dom was idly flipping through the channels on his tv when his doorbell rang. He wasn’t expecting one—was in fact thinking about going to bed early—so it took him a moment to push himself out of the deep couch and answer the door.
It was Billy, standing on Dom’s front stoop with a small cardboard box and a polite expression. That was weird in itself, because Billy never wasted time being polite with Dom. Billy held out the box with a smile.
“I believe this is yours. It was in my mailbox,” he said casually.
Dom took the box. The tape was sliced apart. “You opened it?” he asked.
“I didn’t know it was yours,” Billy said pointedly. “Until I opened it.”
“Okay. Um, thanks?” Billy gave Dom another strange, polite smile and just stood there. Dom shuffled backwards and opened the door wider. “I was just about to go to bed, but, uh… do you want to come in?”
“Sure,” Billy replied. He followed Dom into the kitchen, where Dom set down the box. “Aren’t you going to open it?”
Dom’s fingers automatically curled beneath the cardboard flaps but then he froze. He thought back to the things he’d ordered online recently. He blushed fiercely and didn’t look up.
“You opened it?” he asked again, just to be sure.
“At least it didn’t get sent to ‘Lijah,” Billy answered smugly. Dom could hear the grin in his voice, now Billy knew Dom had caught on.
Dom leaned over until his forehead thunked down on the counter and groaned. He tried to gauge the amount of teasing this warranted, and how fast the gossip would spread around the set.
“I’m not gonna tell, Dommeh,” Billy said, as if reading Dom’s mind. “I thought I should give it to you tonight instead of tomorrow morning at Feet.”
“…Thanks, Bill,” Dom said, feeling oddly touched. “You’re my favorite,” he tacked on as an afterthought.
Billy’s smile softened and he moved around the kitchen to stand next to Dom, pushing the box out of the way. “I thought you might also want to watch them. Tonight, maybe.”
“You—what?”
“I haven’t seen either of them before. You want some company?”
“Billy, are you fucking with me?” Dom asked plainly. “You have the right to tease and gossip and whatever else, but come on, don’t—”
Billy’s hand snuck into the box and pulled out one of the DVDs. “I’m putting this one in. Get us some beer or something,” he said, then disappeared into the living room. Dom stared after him with wide eyes and a dropped jaw. He nonetheless pulled two bottles of beer from the fridge and hesitantly followed into the other room.
Billy was fiddling with the buttons on the DVD player. A bright purple menu screen with horribly cheesy music abruptly appeared onscreen. He took one of the bottles from Dom’s hand and flopped down on the couch. Dom slowly joined him, curled up with his feet tucked beneath him and his own bottle cradled in both hands.
“Have you seen this one before?” Billy asked casually. “I’ve seen another video from this company, I think.”
“No, I haven’t,” Dom answered distantly. “It was, uh. It was ‘recommended for me’ on amazon.com.” He looked up and shot Billy a wry smile, watching closely to see Billy’s reaction.
He laughed and turned his attention back to the screen, where two men were already shirtless and on the bed. Obviously the video didn’t waste time with foreplay. Dom swallowed and set his beer—still completely full—on the floor to wipe his sweaty hands on his jeans.
He watched Billy’s lips wrap around the rim of his bottle as he took a long drink.
“Billy,” Dom whispered.
Billy looked over at him. His eyes were calm and the corners of his lips were tweaked up in a hint of a smile. He waited for Dom to speak, watching him steadily.
“I want to go to bed,” Dom said.
“Early call tomorrow,” Billy replied with a nod, ostensibly agreeing.
Dom shook his head. “I want you to stay.”
Billy licked his lips quickly.
“I don’t think I can make it through this video without kissing you,” Dom admitted, then shifted a bit closer, away from the armrest. “And I’d really like that to happen in my bedroom.”
Billy tilted forward, slowly leaning in to meet Dom in the center of the couch. “We should have movie night more often,” Billy murmured.
They were only a hand’s width apart. Dom’s gaze flicked between Billy’s bright eyes and the curve of his lips. He breathed out a laugh. “If you’re fucking with me right now—”
“I’m not.”
Billy closed the distance between them, reaching up to rest his free hand on Dom’s shoulder. Dom crawled forward, pressing Billy back against the opposite armrest, and carefully took the beer bottle out of his hand.
“I think I’m done with the video,” he said, and rolled off the couch. He reached down to pull Billy to his feet and didn’t let go until they’d closed the door to his bedroom behind them.
fin.
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Date: 2010-06-23 01:58 pm (UTC)Yeah and if that box got sent to Lij...there would be no way to silence him and Dom would be teased non-stop! hehehehehehe
Great piece!! Go Monaboyd! ;P
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