fic: bible-black pre-dawn. dominic/oz

[marginalia]

[bible-black pre-dawn] - dominic/oz
for choucroute, months after the occasion of her birthday. 500ish words. much love.


Dominic had started to think that it never got dark in America, not really, not the way it got dark in New Zealand so that you could wake up in the middle of the night and open your eyes and not be able to tell the difference.

He thought maybe that was why Elijah slept always with his eyes a little open, because he was American and he needed more light.

It made sense to Dominic, but a lot of things made sense in his head but not outside of it.

::

Dominic had worried that his rings might burn Oz, but Oz trailed his fingers across the top of Dominic's hand and said that was just in the stories, same as the crap about mating for life. Oz looked a little sad, and Dominic wondered if maybe Oz would have preferred that the burning bit had been true. Dominic leaned in and kissed him then, and heard Oz's tongue piercing click across his teeth.

Sometimes Oz tasted like wine and smoky sorrow, and then Dominic wondered about the rest of the tales.

::

Oz took Dominic out to the woods on a night with no moon. Dominic knew that the moon was sometimes true and sometimes just in stories. He had worried for a while, but then Billy sent him a calendar and he watched and waited. When it came, Oz stepped away and chanted and focused and subsumed it. Dominic thought of his yoga mat. Child's play.

The woods weren't as dark as New Zealand, but they were darker than American woods had any right to be. Oz and Dominic sat on a log, smoking, silent, with rough Mexican blankets over their shoulders.

::

Oz said to look in the glove compartment, and when Dominic rummaged through it he found a slip of paper with a London phone number and only G for a name. Dominic palmed it, memorized it, and replaced it the next day.

Just in case.

::

They slept under the stars when Oz pointed out that he was probably scarier than anything else wandering around out there. Dominic curled into him, turned his head, and looked up through the trees.

Once it started raining at two in the morning. Sleeping heavily, they woke up soaked through, then fled for the van. Slipping out of the wet clothes, they warmed clammy skin under blankets with slow touching.

Dominic traced Oz's scars. They both shivered.

::

Sometimes they play tapes in the van, just loud enough to be heard outside. They drink beer and dance like teenagers. If Oz ever really was a teenager. Sometimes Dominic wonders.

::

Dominic says he wants to buy Oz's bass back. Oz says it'll come back when it's ready. Oz undoes Dominic's leather wrist bands. Oz presses their foreheads together and just breathes. Oz says, stop thinking. Oz says, be with me here.. Oz says, be here now.

Oz tastes him in the darkness, and Dominic closes his eyes to see fireworks.

Comments

[juliaabra.livejournal.com]

bee oo tee fool. really and truly. especially the last paragraph into the last line. oz says... gorgeous.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_peapod/]

ooooooh.

♥

[dorrie6.livejournal.com]

Oh, I love the way you write this pairing SO MUCH.

Dominic says he wants to buy Oz's bass back. Oz says it'll come back when it's ready. Oz undoes Dominic's leather wrist bands. Oz presses their foreheads together and just breathes. Oz says, stop thinking. Oz says, be with me here.. Oz says, be here now.

That is some of the most perfect Oz ever.

I like the little touches that help remind us who Dom is... always before I think I imagined Dom being transferred into Oz's universe, and maybe he wasn't still in his own world, but you adding in Elijah and Billy makes it so clear that it is the same world. I don't know why that is a big deal, it just is. :)

[minervacat.livejournal.com]

this tastes like woodsmoke in november, sort of burning the back of your throat, but in a really excellent sort of way. it's wonderful.

[goovie.livejournal.com]

your writing, especially of this pairing, always kills me daid in the best possible way.

[phineasjones.livejournal.com]

oh my word. this is just beautiful. you do so much with them in so little verbage. it reads like music.

[choucroute.livejournal.com]

Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou...

...like wine and smoky sorrow...
Oz says, stop thinking. Oz says, be with me here.. Oz says, be here now.

I think that is the best birthda present, ever..

*loves*
*nibbles*

[marginalia.livejournal.com]

thank you! i really love writing these two :)

[marginalia.livejournal.com]

*dances*

[marginalia.livejournal.com]

oz is so tricky! i worship glossing because she always gets him right.

yay! i'm glad you noticed that. it's too easy to get caught up in writing two people with no world around them, and so i'm trying to not do that so much. and stuff. in cars.

(this is the third dom/oz world, i think. the first one was more oz's, the second was an au unto itself, and this one is maybe more dom's. but i'm obsessed, i guess, with oz having his tongue pierced, so that shows up in all of them ;) )

thank you, dear :)

[marginalia.livejournal.com]

thank you! (and thanks for the rec as well :) )

[marginalia.livejournal.com]

omg no death! angst! not even in a good way! *clings*

[marginalia.livejournal.com]

oh, wow. thank you! that's something i try for, i think, but i'm never convinced that i've pullled it off :)

[marginalia.livejournal.com]

eee! am so glad you liked it, dear!

*hugs*

[bloodlilly02.livejournal.com]

i love this! i've read a few dom/oz ones before. there should be more. u should definitely write more!

[marginalia.livejournal.com]

oooh, you have? i wonder if it was by anyone other than me. i've never seen anyone else tackle it, but i'd love to see other interpretations.

thank you!

[bloodlilly02.livejournal.com]

the website where they were isn't there anymore. it sucks. don't know if it was by u or not. but since it's gone, it is your duty to give us rare pairings. keep em comin, girl!