Billy.
Poor, haunted Billy.
Dom opened his eyes and tried to roll over, but was stopped by something resting heavy on his stomach.
He looked down and saw an arm. An arm connected to a shoulder. Connected to Billy�s shoulder.
Immediately, Dom panicked. What had happened last night for Billy to end up entwined in Dom�s (arms) bed?
Dom did a quick check. He wore a t-shirt and what felt like sweatpants. Good, that meant no naked shenanigans had taken place, and Billy was fully clothed as well.
Dom wriggled out from under the heavy arm and watched as Billy snorted and rolled over, burying his face in Dom�s pillow.
Dom took a quick second to get his bearings before he threw back the comforter and slipped out of bed.
He frowned as his early morning erection made an appearance.
Not today, he groaned to himself. Not now, not when I�ve got Billy in my bed. Dom hobbled to the bathroom and shut himself away, looking at his reflection in the mirror.
His face was tired, but his grey eyes were alive.
He could never understand that. His eyes were always the most expressive part of his face. Even at nearly 6:00am.
He wet his face and rubbed his stubble tiredly, trying to take his mind off the twitching in his pants. He went about with his morning routine (minus the wank in the shower) and then dressed for work.
Billy still slept peacefully as Dom dried off his hair as he crossed out into the hall, heading for the kitchen.
He busied himself preparing eggs and toast for both him and Billy, humming along aimlessly to a song he had stuck in his head. He was so engrossed in his actions, he didn�t hear Billy enter the room.
�Nice moves, Dom,� he commented, smiling appreciatively at the impromptu dance Dom was doing.
Dom bowed. �I aim to please.� He dished up the scrambled eggs onto two plates.
Billy sat down at the breakfast table and pulled his legs up underneath him. �I need to thank you for last night,� he said softly as Dom deposited a plate in front of him.
�No bother,� Dom said, smiling as he sat down, coating his eggs with a generous spray of salt and tomato sauce.
�No, really,� Billy began. �I�m really lucky to have you.�
�To have me, huh, Billy?� Dom wagged his eyebrows.
Billy laughed and dug into his eggs.
**
�You�re off somewhere. I�ve never seen someone look so conflicted.�
Billy snapped out of his reverie as Orlando plonked down beside him in the make-up trailer.
�What are you thinking about that has that goofy smile on your face?�
Billy shrugged off-handedly. �Nothing.�
�Liar,� Orlando called, settling himself in a chair so Hilary could pull off his ears.
�Maybe I am,� Billy retorted as his own make-up lady removed the last of the glue from his feet.
�I know that face well, Bill,� Orlando said, wiping at his face with a cloth. �It�s the face of a man in turmoil.�
�Turmoil?�
Orlando nodded. �Something bothers you. I have a feeling it has to do with love.�
�Love?� Billy scoffed. �There�s no love here.�
�Yes there is,� Orlando debated. �I can read you like a book.�
�And what is my book saying?�
�You�re in love with Dom.�
Billy dropped the cloth he held in his hands.
�What?� he demanded of Orlando. �In love with Dom?�
Orlando nodded and removed his contacts. �I�ve been watching you all day, Billy Boy. You�ve been making eyes at Mr Monaghan ever since you arrived on set. Together, I might add.�
Billy picked at the spine of his book. �No. You�re wrong, Orli. I�m not in love with Dom, I�m not even gay.�
�I didn�t say romantic love.�
Billy pitched a piece of prosthetic feet at Orlando. �You have no idea what you�re talking about, Elf.�
Orlando smiled knowingly. �If it�s any consolation, you weren�t the only one making eyes today.�
Billy opened his mouth to question Orlando further, but the door opened and Elijah and Dom bounded in.
�TGIF!� Elijah shouted, falling into his chair, smiling gratefully at Meredith.
�I hear you,� Dom agreed, taking a sip from his water bottle. �Billy and I are spending this very rare weekend off doing nothing, aren�t we Bills?�
Billy looked over at Dom and smiled. �Sure thing.�
Dom smiled. �Porn and beer sounds good.�
�Not your sort of porn,� Elijah remarked, earning him a prosthetic foot in the face.
�There is nothing wrong with gay porn,� Dom defended, picking at glue stuck in the hairs on his ankle. �If you ask me, its straight porn that outta be outlawed.�
Orlando laughed. �You keep your gay porn,� he commented. �All the more straight stuff for me!�
�You think with your dick,� Elijah muttered, and Orlando hurled his wig at him.
Billy smiled at Stacy as she removed the last of Pippin. He got up out of his chair and grabbed his bag.
�See you gents later,� he said, saluting Elijah.
Elijah saluted back and Orlando nodded in his direction.
�Wait up, Bill,� Dom called, pulling the last of his ears off before running out of the trailer after Billy.
�You�re place or mine?�
Dom raised an eyebrow as they reached the car park. �Are you trying to seduce me?�
Billy laughed. �Maybe. Is that a problem?�
They both laughed and got into Dom�s rental car.
�You seem a lot better today,� Dom commented as he steered through the streets of Wellington.
Billy rested his head back against the headrest. �Thanks to you, I am. For the first night in maybe 12 years, I didn�t have the dream last night.�
Dom smiled. �Maybe I�m you�re good luck charm.�
�Maybe.� Billy smiled. �If so, don�t ever expect to sleep alone again.�
Dom laughed. �Oh great, I�ll have you glued to my mattress for the rest of our lives!�
Billy smiled. �Really, in all seriousness, thank you for your help, Dom.�
Dom shrugged. �I didn�t do anything. I let you talk, let you sleep over.�
Billy reached over and put a hand on Dom�s forearm. �It meant a lot to me.�
Dom blushed as he turned a corner, his smile slipping as Billy�s hand left his arm.
�For so long, I just got used to falling asleep and it happening. I expected it. I don�t know why it�s been so hard lately.�
Dom looked over at his friend. �Could be a number of reasons.�
�I know,� Billy mused. �But�it just seemed to get so out of control. Like I was losing my grip on reality. Everything sort of�fell apart.�
�Things are allowed to get tough.�
�I know. But I�d handled it for so long, and when it all seemed to be rushing back�I didn�t know what to do.� Billy sighed and willed the tears that welled up to stay at bay. �I just keep seeing it happen over and over.�
�Hey now,� Dom called. �Listen to me, Billy. I�m gonna help you beat this, ok?�
Billy wiped at his eyes with the back of his hand. �I�m just sorry I didn�t come to you sooner. I was such a bastard yesterday.�
Dom pulled the car to a stop outside of Billy�s place and looked over at him. �Yesterday was in the past. Lets just concentrate on the future.�
Billy smiled. �That sounds nice.�
**
�And then I told him that Orlando used to be a woman, and he believed me!� Dom choked out with a laugh, nearly falling over onto the floor.
�He believed you? Really, 100% believed you?� Billy questioned, and took a long swig from his beer.
Dom nodded. �For the next few hours, Orlando kept asking me why Elijah was staring at him funny!�
Billy laughed and spilt some of his beer. �Oh no,� he said sadly. �I�m so very drunk.�
Dom smiled. �Me too.�
�Whose idea was the beer?�
�The beer was my idea,� Dom admitted. �But the Vodka�that was all you.�
Billy raised an eyebrow. �Ah yes, the Vodka, all apart of my master plan��
Dom leaned over toward Billy. �And what plan is that?�
Billy looked around the living room, as if to check there was no one else listening. He then turned back to Dom and leaned in close, grabbing Dom by the neck and brought him close so he could whisper in his ear. �The plan is to get you into bed,� he whispered, his lips grazing Dom�s ear.
Dom pulled away, sobering suddenly, and looked at Billy as he giggled, his drunken state nearly causing him to topple off the couch.
�Get me into bed?� Dom repeated, setting down his near empty beer bottle.
Billy nodded emphatically. �Yes. I have to admit that I only want you for your body,� he erupted into giggles.
Dom reached out and grabbed Billy by his shoulders, trying to shake some sense into him. �Billy. Do you know what you�re saying?�
Billy blinked. �I think what I�m saying is that I want you, Dommie.�
�What?�
�You�re what I�ve been missing in my life. No wonder all my relationships with women haven�t lasted. It�s you I�ve been needing.�
Dom let Billy go and rubbed at his eyes. �Say again.�
�Last night, when we fell asleep in each other�s arms,� Billy began, his accent thick. �I realised that being with you, feeling you beside me, is what I�ve been missing all along.�
�You�re drunk, Billy.�
�So are you.�
�Yeah, but I�m not talking crazy.�
�I�m not talking crazy, either,� Billy said with strong conviction. It was as if he�d sobered magically.
Dom sighed. �You can�t say this, Bill. Because if you say this, and we�do something�there�s no going back.�
Billy shuffled forward on the couch, towards Dom and leant forward, placing their lips together.
It was a messy kiss, Billy�s aim hit Dom�s bottom lip and his chin, but it sent electrical currents through Dom�s veins.
Billy pulled away suddenly. �What can I do to show you I�m for real?�
Dom breathed heavily, his heart beating wildly. �I don�t know, Billy.�
�Tell me, Dominic.�
Dom pressed his eyes shut and tried to think straight. �Kiss me. Kiss me again, Billy.�
Billy leant forward and complied, this time, his lips connecting square with Dom�s. Billy�s tongue pushed forward and Dom�s lips parted, allowing him to enter his mouth.
�Wait,� Dom murmured, putting his hands to Billy�s shoulders. �Wait, Bill stop.�
Billy pulled away. �What is it?�
�Why are you doing this?�
�Because I want to.�
Dom sighed. �Because you�re drunk?�
Billy shook his head. �No. I maybe drunk, but it was the only way I could figure out how to tell you how I feel.�
�You could�ve told me sober.�
Billy shrugged. �I didn�t have the guts. I just�I wanted to tell you.�
Dom reached out tentatively and touched Billy�s cheek. �Thanks for telling me.�
�Can I kiss you now?�
Dom didn�t have a chance to answer before Billy�s lips were crushing his, leaning him back, forcing him to lie down on the couch.
�Billy,� Dom whispered as Billy�s lips trailed over his neck.
�Mmm?�
�Touch me, Billy.�
Billy�s fingers ran down Dom�s chest through his t-shirt and settled on his belt buckle.
�You sure, Dom?�
�If you are.�
Billy sat back. �I�ve never been more sure about anything in my life.�
