Taro (mother2012) wrote,

Pursuit of Happiness, Chapter 1 Part 5

Pursuit of Happiness
A DomLijah Story

This is the sequel to Frozen in Time, but is very different from that one.

One: there is much less sex (now, I didn't say there wasn't *any!)and more 'love'. Also lots more angst.

Two: while Ellen makes an appearance, she is not nearly as prominent.

Three: This story kind of moves into an AU. In this version of history, Dom has started getting work in movies and never did 'Lost'. That's because I was writing it two years ago.

Four: The story moves back and forth among three time periods, so watch for them. Read the dates.

- Disclaimer: This is fiction. And not intended even to be wise. While most of these characters may be based on real people, I don’t personally know them. I made it all up out of my perverted little head. No, I don’t make any money at this.
- Archive: No thank you.
- Feedback: Please feed me. Praise is lovely. Constructive criticism is valued.
- Contains opinions, assumptions and situations that some might find offensive.
- This is a work in progress; however it is about half written and I am actively working on it. Feedback does stimulate me to greater effort.
- Please note that while most of this story is basically happy with just enough angst to make it interesting, there will be parts of it that some people will not want to read. I will post appropriate warnings of those chapters.

I have made every effort to present the background of this story in accordance with known details about filming, and in accordance with the rumors which I personally consider reliable. This should not be taken to mean that anything in this story is accurate or true.

    Pursuit of Happiness
    Chapter 1 Part 5


October, 2006

    Viggo studied Orlando's shocked face. He wasn't all that surprised,
    himself, but Orli was less worldly-wise than Viggo. He had a rather
    naive belief in the goodness of life.

    What Viggo believed in was karma; that Elijah deserved to be well
    and that Dom deserved to have this pinnacle of happiness.

    He remembered an incident Dom had told him of a while ago. Viggo
    had come to visit him on a movie set, and they decided it was as
    good a reason as any to get drunk. And a drunk Dom was a soppily
    in love Dom. He had confided to Viggo about the moment when he
    really fell in love.

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Beta: The wonderful elfellon111, whose attention to detail has inspired me to be a better writer.

Series: NC-17 or E
RPS; slightly AU

For warnings, click here

September 26,1999

Dom couldn't sleep.

He turned this way and that way, telling his brain to slow down and leave him alone. But the picture of Elijah walking away with the waitress haunted him.

Had they had sex? Was it definitive then, that Elijah was not gay?

Well, not *exclusively* gay, he told himself as he rolled over yet again.

But again Elijah had seemed angry. His parting shot could have been a teasing one, but it wasn't. It was angry - frustrated with the three men who should have been his friends, who wanted to be his friends, but somehow couldn't make a connection.

And right now he was with that girl.

Or was he?

He focused on the clock - 3:24. Probably the girl had gone home by now. Unless she was the kind to stay all night. Was she in his bed right now? Curled up around him? Stroking his slender hip?

Stop it! I'm concerned for a mate. That's all. I wouldn't get into a set romance even if he were interested!

But slowly, as he lay there thinking/not thinking, he began to imagine he had an obligation to go check up on the boy. Make sure he was all right. He dismissed this as a ridiculous thing to do in the middle of the night, but before he had made up his mind one way or the other, he was up and throwing on a robe.

He left his room and crept down the hall, feeling stealthy, and knocked on Elijah's door. There was no answer. Of course. That's because he's asleep. With the girl. He was turning away when the door opened. Sandy stood there, fully dressed.

"Dom, right? What are you doing here?"

"I just ... well, I thought you'd be gone by now ..."

"Actually, I was just leaving."

"Aw, now, I don't mean to make you go ..."

"No. Really. I was just leaving. We were sitting on the couch and he fell asleep." She smiled charmingly, and went off down the corridor.

Now, Dom knew he should mind his own business and take himself back to his own room. But there he was standing in the open doorway, and it seemed only right to go on in.

Elijah was indeed sleeping on the couch. One leg was crooked up, the other hung over the arm, his compact body seeming ready to explode into action at any moment. But once Dom had glanced at the sleeping face, nothing else could claim his attention. The sweet bow of his mouth, the long lashes against pale cheeks, the wild hair curling against his forehead; the sweetness of that face gave Dom a sense of tenderness unlike anything he had ever experienced. He reached out to brush back a curl and caress the broad forehead - and Elijah sighed deeply, making Dom fear he would wake if he were touched. So he just stood for a very long time, staring down at that exquisite, amazing face.

Finally, though, he had to face that Elijah was fine, and that perhaps it would be better if he didn't know that Dom had come. Quietly, he returned to his own room. But as he did so, that other disturbing part of his brain reminded him - Elijah had not had sex with the girl.
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