V/O FIC: The City Lights 1/1

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Title: The City Lights 1/1
Author: obvmluver
Beta: gypsy33_66 *Thank you so much, hon.* *squishes*
Pairing: Viggo/Orlando
Rating: R to be safe
Summary: Vig opens his heart.
Warnings: None too heavy
Disclaimer: Lies, lies, it's all lies.
Feedback: Without the little bugger I wouldn't know how I'm doing.
Credits: To pale80 for making this banner for me.



Orlando was flipping through channels on his huge plasma-TV, lying leisurely on his plush couch in his old and worn-out t-shirt and college pants. It was nearing midnight; he wasn’t tired just yet even though he had run errands all day and gone to meetings. He was more bored than anything.
Realizing that nothing worth watching was on he switched the TV shut and, sighing, closed his eyes throwing his arm over his eyes. Orlando was just about to doze off when he heard someone knocking on his door.
He stood up, wondered if he had heard right, probing his sleepy brain wondering who it could be at this hour of the night. He wandered to the door, rubbing his eyes as he went, and opened it.

“Surprise!”

Orlando’s eyes widened, for the one who was at the door was someone he hadn’t seen in years, been able to talk to except only very briefly.

“Viggo! What are you doing here?”

Viggo smiled his toothy grin. “I’m asking you out.”

“Huh? Now? Are you mad? Do you have any idea it’s midnight?”

Viggo kept smiling, this time nodding as well. “I’m aware of the time, yes. So, you coming?”

Orlando chuckled and shook his head feeling like an idiot because he grabbed his phone, wallet and keys, and locked his door. They had dated back in New Zealand for a few months but Orlando’s time on the set had come to an end and they had never discussed it since. That’s why Orlando was a little surprised and wondered why now, after years, Viggo’s finally asking him out again.

“Vig…”

“Close your eyes.”

“What?”

“Just close them,” Viggo said with a voice that resembled the same authority Aragorn used to have and Orlando complied.

“Vig… Why are you doing this? I mean, why now?” Orlando asked and let Viggo lead him to his car.

“You probably think I’m stupid but I was scared,” Viggo explained before gently manoeuvring Orlando into the passenger seat.

“What would you be scared of?”

“Probably not for the reasons you might think,” Viggo said and rubbed the back of his neck. “Not because of the age difference, or the fact that I felt for a man.”

“Then what?”

“I was scared of getting myself in too deep, I was afraid of feeling again,” Viggo said and started the engine, off of Orlando’s front yard. “You were everything I wished for, and when you hinted, in no uncertain terms, that you were in it with your whole heart, I spooked. I’m sorry.”

“Vig…” Orlando said quietly and placed his warm hand on Viggo’s thigh. “What happened to us talking? I thought I had made it clear you could talk to me, be open.”

“I remember, and you did, but it was me, too much of a coward to open my heart. The last time I opened it, I ended up divorced and even though we broke up as friends, I felt like I was a failure, at least part of me did. I had failed as a man. It was too much. I played all kinds of scenarios in my head about what could happen, what-ifs and everything and managed to scare myself, trying to convince myself things would get better over time. I know now that I was wrong.” With that Viggo fell silent, concentrating on the warm hand on his thigh, the thumb drawing circles and to the road.

“I just hope I’m not too late,” he added quietly keeping his eyes on the road, failing to notice the smile spreading on Orlando’s lips.

They drove up to the Hollywood Hills in silence, enjoying the darkness surrounding them. Finally Viggo stopped the car, got out, and moved to open Orlando’s door. Guiding him out of the car and turning him slightly he returned to the car, turned the radio on and retrieved a basket he had packed. Coming back and placing the basket down he murmured:

“Open your eyes.”

Orlando did what Viggo asked and his mouth fell open. The whole of Los Angeles was in sight, the million little lights twinkling like fallen stars.

“This is where I always dreamed I’d take you one day,” Viggo admitted, his voice soft and it was clear he still had doubts about letting himself love again. He took the blanket from the top of the basket and spread it on the ground before sitting, too afraid of rejection to wait for any answers.

Orlando looked at Viggo, his face and greying hair only barely visible in the darkness, highlighted by the city lights, and saw the fear. Sitting down next to Viggo he peered into the basket briefly before gently turning Viggo’s head towards him.

“I see you’re scared,” he began keeping his voice low deliberately. “But so am I. I was back then, scared shitless even, just like now because admitting this feels like a jump into the unknown.”

Brushing a long, errant strand of hair back behind Viggo’s ear and caressing his cheek he continued:

“Have you ever thought about what it could be? Have you let yourself think about it?”

“No, not really.”

“You should. Maybe then you’d realize it’s not a bad thing. It may stop being frightening to face the unknown and let yourself feel again, feel more than loneliness.”

“What if I..?” Viggo began, but Orlando silenced him with a finger on his lips.

“There is no handbook for it, no script to follow. There isn’t just one way to do it. I’m ready if you are,” Orlando said, smiling, beckoning Viggo closer.

Viggo let out a strangled gasp as, for the first time ever, Orlando’s moist and warm lips covered his own and his first instinct was to pull back and turn his head away but he couldn’t. To his surprise he found himself answering the kiss, moving slightly against Orlando’s strong body. It was Orlando who pulled back first and Viggo was mesmerized, now frozen to the spot as it dawned on him what had happened, instinctively keeping his eyes closed, afraid of what he might see. The soft lips closed over his again for a brief second and his eyes snapped open. Lifting a trembling hand to his lips he swallowed, amazed by the intensity of a simple kiss and how his lips burned.

“I’m with you,” Orlando whispered, running his fingers through Viggo’s hair soothingly. Viggo let out a long sigh, more out of relief than anything else.

They both turned to look at the city lights, Orlando briefly looking at the sky, bright stars shining above, smiling at the companionable silence falling upon them. They emptied the basket onto the blanket, opened the lids of the cups Viggo had filled with cucumber slices, carrots and different fruits. Orlando took two mugs out of the basket and a big thermos flask full of pear juice, pouring a mug for them both. He lifted his up for a toast and Viggo, hesitantly but nonetheless, lifted his own and they clinked their mugs together. Stroking Viggo's hair a little more, lay his head on his shoulder and sighed contentedly.

"Being here, now, feels so right, you know. I love your mad moments, the abruptness of your stunts. They were and they still are endearing."

Viggo swallowed audibly but he was feeling warm and more and more calm.

"I...I think I love you, have loved all these years and... only now I am able to tell you."

"I'm glad to know because I love you, too," Orlando admitted lifting his head and placing a soft kiss on Viggo's stubbled cheek looking at the faint highlights the orange glow of the city lights spread on his face.

The sun had already begun to rise when Viggo took Orlando back home, staying for the rest of the night, sleeping next to Orlando, feeling happy about how things had turned out, congratulating himself for finally finding the courage to open his heart. He would give himself another chance at love, and this time he vowed he would succeed. He thought maybe Orlando was what he needed to find happiness, find the whole of the rest of his life, find himself. He was about to find it out.

The End

Comments

[ireth06.livejournal.com]

Loving someone is hard work... and opening up your heart is the first step.
I think they will be all right...
Lovely ficlet hun!
Thanks for sharing!
*hugs*

edit: I keep forgetting! I LOVE the banner, so thanks to pale80 as well!

[obvmluver.livejournal.com]

Thank you for stopping by and leaving me this comment. I also brought forward your appreciation for the banner. =D

[ireth06.livejournal.com]

You're welcome sweetheart!
She made more banners for your fics, right?
I really like them, they're really good!
*hugs*

[obvmluver.livejournal.com]

Actually, the banner maker is a HE. *giggles* But sure yeah. HE makes most of my banners.

[ireth06.livejournal.com]

Yah... There's always a fifty fifty change and there's not many HE's around... So sorry... :p

They're wonderful! :)

[obvmluver.livejournal.com]

Well, at least you made me laugh - hard.
But it's true there's only a 50/50 chance. =D

[ireth06.livejournal.com]

I'm happy I could make you laugh... *giggles*
It still is an honest mistake... *pouts mockingly*

*hugs*
Oh well, never mind! *giggles*

[alluranna.livejournal.com]

Ohhhhhh I am sooo happy! I loved it! Thanks for sharing!!!

[obvmluver.livejournal.com]

Well, thank you. =D

[silvan-lady.livejournal.com]

Love that they were able to look forward to a future together without dwelling on the past.

[obvmluver.livejournal.com]

I wanted to make something sweet along those lines. =D
Thank you for the review. =D