Tell Him. A short ViggOrli ficlet.
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vigorliShort ficlet
Title: Tell Him
Author: Ana Gonzalez
Category: RPS
Pairing: Viggo/Orlando
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I do not own these two mean, they own themselves; I am not making any claims on their sexuality.
This is only a product of my imagination.
I guess...
Feedback: Yes, please!
Would it be fair to say you are somewhat paralysed between paths leading to opposite directions?
You want it, want it so much, you would in fact die for it, but you tell yourself it is better this way, and so you lock your heart with seven keys and seven promises of never telling him…
You both know exactly which words have been left unsaid, and why; indifference hasn´t made you decide to keep him at a certain distance, love has. As ironic as it may seem.
You loved him unsuspectedly in the first months. You loved him cautiously as he approached with his guard down and little reasoning.
You loved him in a perfect rapture, as he charmed you with pointy ears, elven elegance and a disarming smile.
You loved him unrestrainedly, as in his eyes you found out more about sunlight and moonlight, and how the two lights complete one another.
You loved him fearfully with tied hands- tied by you- as he wanted it all, and you feared you couldn´t give him what he needed, or what you had to give would end up destroying both.
You had a theory: a middle-aged man didn’t have the right to steal the world from the palm of a young man’s hands. It was as simple as that.
But theories can be proven wrong.
If you are giving and not taking away…
You didn’t let him speak his mind, deal his cards, perhaps because you knew that if you did, you would not bear to let him walk away.
You flew to the other side of the ocean and won him back, once.
If only you could do it once more…
You know he is waiting for you, somewhere in the numbing heat of the Caribbean.
He is waiting for you to make him real, give him a face and a name he has almost forgotten.
You know you can’t play this solitary game for much longer; it will drive you to madness.
Orlando, the love of your life, is ready now; his time has come.
Sure he loves to be the hot actor receiving all the attention, sure he enjoys the good life, but he has realised that there’s so much more to it than crumbs, just crumbs.
Success is made of crumbs; you are his wholeness.
Things shouldn’t be easy for you, but life could be so much sweeter if you shared it- the bitter too.
When you are terrified of taking his hand, and kissing him slowly and deeply in the mouth in front of everyone, just think of it.
Drop the pen and the paper, and tell him the words you have been burying in the form of poems.
Tell him you love him, you always have. Tell him you never knew how to adapt and overcome, without him. Tell him you want to spend an eternity with him…
You don’t have forever to be happy; forever is now, this very minute.
What are you waiting for?
Title: Tell Him
Author: Ana Gonzalez
Category: RPS
Pairing: Viggo/Orlando
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I do not own these two mean, they own themselves; I am not making any claims on their sexuality.
This is only a product of my imagination.
I guess...
Feedback: Yes, please!
Would it be fair to say you are somewhat paralysed between paths leading to opposite directions?
You want it, want it so much, you would in fact die for it, but you tell yourself it is better this way, and so you lock your heart with seven keys and seven promises of never telling him…
You both know exactly which words have been left unsaid, and why; indifference hasn´t made you decide to keep him at a certain distance, love has. As ironic as it may seem.
You loved him unsuspectedly in the first months. You loved him cautiously as he approached with his guard down and little reasoning.
You loved him in a perfect rapture, as he charmed you with pointy ears, elven elegance and a disarming smile.
You loved him unrestrainedly, as in his eyes you found out more about sunlight and moonlight, and how the two lights complete one another.
You loved him fearfully with tied hands- tied by you- as he wanted it all, and you feared you couldn´t give him what he needed, or what you had to give would end up destroying both.
You had a theory: a middle-aged man didn’t have the right to steal the world from the palm of a young man’s hands. It was as simple as that.
But theories can be proven wrong.
If you are giving and not taking away…
You didn’t let him speak his mind, deal his cards, perhaps because you knew that if you did, you would not bear to let him walk away.
You flew to the other side of the ocean and won him back, once.
If only you could do it once more…
You know he is waiting for you, somewhere in the numbing heat of the Caribbean.
He is waiting for you to make him real, give him a face and a name he has almost forgotten.
You know you can’t play this solitary game for much longer; it will drive you to madness.
Orlando, the love of your life, is ready now; his time has come.
Sure he loves to be the hot actor receiving all the attention, sure he enjoys the good life, but he has realised that there’s so much more to it than crumbs, just crumbs.
Success is made of crumbs; you are his wholeness.
Things shouldn’t be easy for you, but life could be so much sweeter if you shared it- the bitter too.
When you are terrified of taking his hand, and kissing him slowly and deeply in the mouth in front of everyone, just think of it.
Drop the pen and the paper, and tell him the words you have been burying in the form of poems.
Tell him you love him, you always have. Tell him you never knew how to adapt and overcome, without him. Tell him you want to spend an eternity with him…
You don’t have forever to be happy; forever is now, this very minute.
What are you waiting for?
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