Peace
Pairing: Viggo/ Orlando
Rating: G
Summary: Finding peace at heart… Disclaimer: I don’t know any of them and I do not make money out of it. This is just fiction.
/ / denotes thought.
Viggo has sat in his studio whole day, painting. He lost track of time, absorbed in his painting and when he next looked up, it was already dark outside. He looked at his painting one more time and decided he would finish it tomorrow. He made a quick dinner and headed up the stairs to the bedroom.
He stopped dead in his tracks and looked around the house. He has spent many years in Idaho, in the same house. He enjoyed the solitude and the quietness. It gave him peace at heart. But now… Something was amiss. The house was awfully quiet and eerie. He missed Orlando’s voice, his laugh. They were music to his ears.
He took a shower and tried to rid the paints that stain his hands and arms. As the hot water hit him from above, he moaned and kneaded the sore muscles of his neck and shoulder. He must be getting old. After he dried himself, he sat on the bed and reached for the book on his bedside cabinet. His eyes caught a red circle on the calendar. January 15th. Viggo slowly stroked that date with his thumb, that is the date when Orli is coming back from filming. A week from now. He silently thought. He sighed and shook his head. Since when Orlando became so important in his life? He was used to being alone, since he and Exene had divorced. And Henry was in school. He was used to it and enjoyed it. But since meeting the younger man, his life was thrown upside down. Now it seemed that he craved Orlando’s presence with every fibre of his being. It has become an addiction.
Soon darkness took over him. A ring pierced through the still of the night. Viggo woke up from dreamland and reached out for the phone. He looked at the clock by the nightstand. It read, ‘3:06 a.m.’ /Fuck! Who would call in this unruly hour?/ Viggo picked up the phone and said ‘Hello?’ ‘Vig…’ a soft voice said. Viggo could have recognized this voice anywhere.
‘Orli?’
‘Yeah. I…’ Orli paused. ‘ Oh god… I’m so sorry. I didn’t even realize the time. You must be sleeping. I will hang up now…’
‘Orli.’ Viggo interrupted. ‘It’s fine. What’s happened? Where are you?’
‘I am still filming. I… um… I…want to say that I miss you.’ Orli said.
‘Orli, I miss you too. But you are coming back soon, right? Just a few more days.’ Viggo reasoned.
‘But… God, I can’t stand it anymore.’ Orlando whined. ‘Do you want me to come back now?’
‘What? But you still have around a week before the break…’
‘Do YOU want me to come back now then?’
‘Well…yes of course. I miss you too. I want to hold you in my arms when I sleep. I want to kiss you and tell you how much I love you. I want to see the sun rise on your face when I woke up beside you. There are so many reasons I want you to be here with me. The house is awfully quiet and cold without you.’ The older man said in a breath.
‘Vig… Thank you. Thank you for saying all this to me. I love you.’ Orlando said, tear running down his face.
‘Baby, they are not just words. I meant every word I said.’ Viggo added. ‘I love you too.’
‘You should probably get back to sleep. Thank you.’ The younger man’s mood seemed to have lightened up a bit.
‘Alright. Night.’
‘Night.’ Orlando hung up the phone. He smiled, wiped his tears off and continued his drive.
Orlando stopped his car. /Finally./ Looking at his watch, Orli said, ‘I better be quick.’ He got out of the car and walked to the front door. He opened the door quietly and closed it behind him. He crept tip toe across the living room and up the stairs. When his reached the bedroom, he pushed the door open gently. A smile formed on his face when he saw the sleeping figure on the bed. Moonlight shone through the windows where the curtains were drawn and illuminated Viggo’s face. The covers ride low on his hips, leaving Viggo bare-chested. Orlando quickly took off his clothes, eyes remained fixed on Viggo’s form.
Softly he crept on the bed and lay next to Viggo. He draped his arms over the older man’s chest and moved closer. Viggo began to feel something warm was touching his chest. He grabbed the arm and switched on the light in a matter of seconds. Light shone in the room and land on Orlando’s surprised face. ‘Orli?’ Viggo slowly reached out his arm shakily and gently touched Orlando’s face.
‘But it couldn’t be? You said you were filming when…’ Viggo looked at radiant face in front of him.
‘You…’ A realization dawned on him. The younger man was already on his way when they talked previously. A smile broke on his face and he swept Orlando in his arms.
/I miss this so much./ Inhaling the younger man’s familiar scent. He touched Orlando’s soft curls and threaded his hand in it. Orlando was wrapping his arms around Viggo as tight as he could. /This is home. I am home now./ Orlando thought silently.
陳年舊作，自己翻看也覺得害羞，雖然現在文筆也沒怎麼進步就是了⋯⋯湊合看吧（逃）
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