FIC: Do You Think...

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This latest silly fic was supposed to be a PWP but somehow ended up like this. The Hobbits had to make an appearance and it just went downhill from there! Monday's post will be in the evening...will be driving back from NH that morning. Hope everyone has a wonderful weekend! And also? Thank you for such great comments this very crappy week. They really helped a lot! ^_^

Title: Do You Think...
Author: Ranmaru
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Do they really think no one knows?
Disclaimer: Don't know, don't own, just playing.

“Oi! Viggo!”

 

Pale eyes rolled as the older man turned towards the voice. Viggo watched Orlando lope gracefully towards him, the stride a perfect imitation of Legolas. Viggo knew it was on purpose. Left on his own, the Brit would undoubtedly have fallen on his face by now. Gorgeous and witty with a wicked sense of humor, Orli was also incredibly clumsy at times. Something that seemed to disappear when he was in character.

 

“We need to talk,” Orlando said softly as he stood in front of his friend.

 

“Sounds important,” the older man replied, feeling a bit concerned. Then his eyes narrowed as he caught the trace of a smile on Orli’s lips.

 

“It is,” Orli breathed. “Maybe we should go somewhere quiet. You know, away from prying eyes.”

 

“And ears, if you’re thinking what I think you’re thinking,” Viggo muttered, quickly scanning the immediate area. With filming revving into high gear, the new lovers didn’t have much time to be alone together. Viggo had become an expert at finding hiding spots for quickies. Now was no exception.

 

Billy and Dom stood in the shadow of their make-up trailer and watched their friends bolt for a hiding place, something the two Hobbits had witnessed often in the past few weeks. Dom hummed and sipped his coffee while Billy munched on a banana nut muffin, crumbs falling to the ground with each bite.

 

“Do you think they know? That everyone knows?” Billy wondered aloud after Viggo and Orlando had disappeared from sight.

 

“Probably not. I bet they believe they’re being all sneaky.” Dom chuckled. “Daft buggers,” he said fondly.

 

“Think we should tell them?”

 

“Nah, it’s more fun this way.”

 

Billy nodded in agreement. A moment later they were joined by Elijah who looked as though he was sleepwalking, his eyes were nearly closed. Dom handed him his coffee and the younger man grunted his thanks as he raised the cup to his mouth.

 

“What are we watching,” he asked after swallowing his first hit of caffeine.

 

“Vig and Orli,” Billy told him, brushing the crumbs off his jacket lapels.

 

“I don’t see them.”

 

“They ran off to snog in private,” Dom said, taking his coffee back. He was more than willing to help a friend, but he would only share so much of his first coffee of the day.

 

“Again?” Elijah sighed. “Fuck, I caught them going at it yesterday twice and Sean said he almost tripped over them on Tuesday.”

 

“Young love,” Billy sighed. “Wonder who’s top.”

 

The three contemplated that for a moment then as one said “Orlando” before cracking up.

 

“What’s the joke?” Sean Astin asked when he joined the group. He patted Elijah absently on the shoulder.

 

“We’ve come to the conclusion that our Orli is a top,” Dom confided. “And Viggo’s his bitch.”

 

Sean’s face scrunched up in a frown. “I don’t think it’s any of our business.” He stepped back when his three friends turned and glared at him. “But, uh, if I had to choose, I’d say Viggo does Orlando.”

 

Elijah sighed and shook his head as he slung his arm around his friend’s shoulders. “Ah, the innocence just flows from you,” he said, the affection for Sean in his tone and smile. “It’s so fucking adorable.”

 

“We could take bets,” Billy said suddenly. “Take turns watching them.”

 

“Or we could ask Bean,” Elijah pointed out. “I bet he’s in the know.”

 

“Poor guy.” Dom snickered. “Can you imagine what he goes through at night?”

 

“Oh Orli give it to me harder!” Billy moaned and threw himself at Elijah who laughed and wrapped one leg around the Scot’s thigh. He gave a loud, needy groan that had Sean blushing from the roots of his hair down to the heels of his feet.

 

“Take it Viggo! Take it!” Elijah let go of Sean to grab Billy and the two tumbled to the ground while Dom spilled his coffee as he laughed and Sean refused to watch his friends writhing on the ground. Embarrassed, he looked around and choked when he saw Viggo and Orlando approaching. He kicked Billy in the leg.

 

“They’re going to see!” he hissed, thankful to his toes when Elijah squeaked and jumped up, leaving Billy gasping and lying on his back.

 

“What the hell is going on?” Viggo demanded, reaching down to haul Billy to his feet. The Scot blinked dazedly and stumbled into Dom who hugged him until he was steady again. The Hobbits, though not meeting each other’s eyes, were all feeling a little intimidated by Viggo in his Aragorn costume, especially with his Elf standing protectively close at his side.

 

“Billy, are you okay?” Orli asked, touching his friend’s shoulder.

 

“Right as rain,” Billy said and tried for a carefree chuckle. It fell a little flat.

 

“We’re just…horsing around, you know, getting it out of our system before the cameras roll,” Sean said, his voice steadier than his heart rate.

 

Viggo looked at each Hobbit speculatively before shrugging. “As long as you’re okay,” he said to Billy who gave him a thumb’s up. The Dane shared a look with Orlando and the two continued on towards the catering tent.

 

Elijah let out the breath he’d been holding and doubled over, hands on his knees. “Shit!”

 

“How can a guy be so intense one minute and a complete freak the next?” Dom asked no one in particular and wasn’t surprised when he didn’t get an answer.

 

“I don’t want to know who is topping who,” Billy decided. “I don’t want to know anything at all.”

 

“We so owe you,” Elijah told Sean before giving him a hug. “You’re a fucking rock under pressure, man.”

 

“Does that mean I’ll turn into a diamond soon?” Sean asked with a grin.

 

Elijah stepped back and smiled. “It’s coal that turns into a diamond, idiot.”

 

“Yeah?” Sean shrugged. “Whatever.”

 

“You’re a diamond to us,” Billy said as they all began to migrate towards the catering tent, each thinking that they’d find a table far away from Viggo and Orli. Just in case.

 

“Thanks Billy,” Sean said. “You’re a diamond too.”

 

Viggo and Orli watched the four enter, from their table at the back of the large tent. The Dane nudged his lover under the table with the toe of his boot. “Think Billy and Dom are fucking?”

 

“Nah.” Orli bit his lip and thought about for a moment. “You think?”

 

“Maybe. Astin and Lij?”

 

“Sean’s married.”

 

“So? You were straight.”

 

Orlando nodded as he conceded the point. “Not outside the realm of possibility then.”

 

“Who’d be top?”

 

The pair watched the group. The group pretended they didn’t feel the laser beam stares.

 

Just another day on set…

 

 

The End

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[ranmaru.livejournal.com]

There are some fics I've been thinking of giving sequals to. It will have to be next month or so. Got a move in two weeks and a new job..blah... Hopefully I can get some writing done somewhere in there, even if it's not finished right away!

[ireth06.livejournal.com]

It's not a must you know, I just enjoy your writing very much and any time is a good time. So whenever you have time and the muses behave I'll be here reading. Please don't feel presured, I've got time....not much patience ***grins wickedly and winks!***, but time!! Thanks, hope you'll get through the stress of moving and the new job will work out, see you when I read you, Hugs and kisses!!