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mcee wanted some daniel radcliffe/elijah wood, which i find faintly disturbing. but not disturbing enough to prevent me from dabbling. to be found there or here:
they go to the premiere not because dom is drunk but in spite of this fact. which is not to say that elijah isn't drunk, or that he can hold liquor. he can't. but he wants to go anyway, whereas dom, drunk, wants to go down pub and do nasty things with random girls, possibly including elijah and billy, who can count as girls when you're drunk enough.
'it's not too bad,' says billy, and then, ''s a bit like our premiere, eh--' speaking for all of them. it's almost a sense of deja vu, except that daniel's mother is hovering in the background, and emma is too young to want to hang all over her co-stars. she stands, like hermione, with her shoes matched at the toe and heel and lifts her chin to answer the television interviewers. but still they can see it: that boy who played draco, with the overbleached hair, giggling nervously with rupert. they've never met any of these children before.
daniel smiles nervously around, casting his blue eyes like a circle around his feet, and snags their attention. he looks down and his eyelashes drop like fans. his cheeks are just hinting at pink, without being gauche enough to go there. 'and he's you,' says dom, too loudly, only billy shushes him.
'nah; the eyes aren't big enough.'
elijah decides to leave the drunken friends to their own devices (he's drunk enough to ignore any misgivings on that score). 'hello,' he says, and the pink held at bay rushes into the peachy pale cheeks, startled blue eyes leaping to meet startled blue.
'erm. hi,' says daniel dumbly, with a smile that starts and ends artless, but becomes far more dangerously sparkling by the end than its shy beginnings would have suggested.
he's almost as tall as elijah, and how old is that? but elijah grins and says, 'i'm elijah--'
'oh, i know,' he breathes, stumbling the words out. 'hey. great job. loved it.' he waves a hand behind elijah, who doesn't look at whatever foolishness the other hobbits have involved themselves in while his back was turned.
hm. with the hero-worship. not so--but then daniel's smile goes smirk, and he says, 'lost the invitation, did you? yours is next month.'
'maybe i've had a few too many,' elijah agrees, putting out his hand like in a trance. the thirteen-year-old hand closes around it tentatively. they don't shake, but they look up again and their eyes meet and--
'hello,' daniel says inanely, raising both of his dark eyebrows over perfect eyes, and his little lips twitch. elijah is smiling back and he means to reply, but what he says is
'yes.'
mcee wanted some daniel radcliffe/elijah wood, which i find faintly disturbing. but not disturbing enough to prevent me from dabbling. to be found there or here:they go to the premiere not because dom is drunk but in spite of this fact. which is not to say that elijah isn't drunk, or that he can hold liquor. he can't. but he wants to go anyway, whereas dom, drunk, wants to go down pub and do nasty things with random girls, possibly including elijah and billy, who can count as girls when you're drunk enough.
'it's not too bad,' says billy, and then, ''s a bit like our premiere, eh--' speaking for all of them. it's almost a sense of deja vu, except that daniel's mother is hovering in the background, and emma is too young to want to hang all over her co-stars. she stands, like hermione, with her shoes matched at the toe and heel and lifts her chin to answer the television interviewers. but still they can see it: that boy who played draco, with the overbleached hair, giggling nervously with rupert. they've never met any of these children before.
daniel smiles nervously around, casting his blue eyes like a circle around his feet, and snags their attention. he looks down and his eyelashes drop like fans. his cheeks are just hinting at pink, without being gauche enough to go there. 'and he's you,' says dom, too loudly, only billy shushes him.
'nah; the eyes aren't big enough.'
elijah decides to leave the drunken friends to their own devices (he's drunk enough to ignore any misgivings on that score). 'hello,' he says, and the pink held at bay rushes into the peachy pale cheeks, startled blue eyes leaping to meet startled blue.
'erm. hi,' says daniel dumbly, with a smile that starts and ends artless, but becomes far more dangerously sparkling by the end than its shy beginnings would have suggested.
he's almost as tall as elijah, and how old is that? but elijah grins and says, 'i'm elijah--'
'oh, i know,' he breathes, stumbling the words out. 'hey. great job. loved it.' he waves a hand behind elijah, who doesn't look at whatever foolishness the other hobbits have involved themselves in while his back was turned.
hm. with the hero-worship. not so--but then daniel's smile goes smirk, and he says, 'lost the invitation, did you? yours is next month.'
'maybe i've had a few too many,' elijah agrees, putting out his hand like in a trance. the thirteen-year-old hand closes around it tentatively. they don't shake, but they look up again and their eyes meet and--
'hello,' daniel says inanely, raising both of his dark eyebrows over perfect eyes, and his little lips twitch. elijah is smiling back and he means to reply, but what he says is
'yes.'
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