The Making of…

Chapter 53

Viva La Vida

Sunlight streamed through a crack in the curtains, warming a strip of the bare skin on my back as I woke from my deep sleep and blinked in the morning light. Judging by the angle of the light, it was already late morning. My head rested on Viggo’s bare chest and my arms curled around him, whilst he had one arm around my waist. Last night had quite possibly been one of the most amazing nights of my life, and I was still on a high after it. I smiled to myself and sighed softly, causing Viggo to stir slightly, it appeared that he was already awake.

“Good morning.” He murmured softly, his fingers gently trailing through my hair as I smiled.

“Good morning.” I echoed, lifting my head from its resting place so I could look up at him. He brushed my tousled hair out of my face with one hand and smiled.

“I love you.” He whispered before lightly kissing my lips.

“Love you too.” I sighed happily as he pulled away and wrapped his free arm around my shoulders. Absentmindedly, I allowed my fingers to trace random patterns across his chest until his hand covered mine and he held my palm against his steadily beating heart. It reminded me of what we’d done in the scene where I’d first kissed him, although his heart had been beating considerably faster then. Viggo kissed the top of my head and sighed softly.

“What shall we do today then?” He asked as I smiled.

“Can’t we just stay here?” I mumbled, cuddling close to his chest.

“In bed?”

“Why not?”

“But I’m hungry…” He whined childishly as I laughed.

“Alright, alright…” I sighed, “How about pancakes?”

“Pancakes would be amazing.” He grinned as I sat up and tousled my hair as I looked around for something to wear. My eyes settled on Viggo’s shirt, lying on the floor a few feet away.

“How did that get there?” I murmured to myself.

“I think you threw it in a fit of passion.” Viggo joked as I picked it up and pulled it on.

“It was a rhetorical question.” I smirked as I buttoned it.

“So you’re stealing my clothes again?” He asked as he propped himself up on one elbow to watch me.

“Are you suggesting that I cook naked? Ouch, think of the burns!” I winced comically as he laughed.

“Ok, safety first then.” He grinned as I started preparing the pancake batter. I set a frying pan on the cooker and poured a generous amount of batter in.

“What do you want with the pancakes?” I asked as I peered into the fridge, “Blueberries?”

“Yes please.” He smiled from his spot and I rolled my eyes as I tossed a few of the small fruits into the pan and poured the rest into the batter bowl.

“Would you like it served on a silver platter too?” I teased.

“If it’s not too much trouble.” He joked whilst I grabbed the handle of the pan.

“Get ready for this.” I grinned as I shook the pan to dislodge the pancake, before expertly flipping it. It landed back in the pan with a satisfying ‘splat’ sound and I smirked victoriously as Viggo clapped.

“Well done.” He congratulated me as I took a dramatic sweeping bow.

“Thank you, thank you.” I smiled modestly – not – before turning back to the pan. I gradually built up a decent stack of pancakes as I began to run out of batter. As I was about to flip the final one, I spotted Viggo climbing out of bed and pulling on a pair of boxers before he walked over to me.

“Are they nearly ready?” He asked, standing behind me and wrapping his arms around my waist.

“Almost.” I said, flipping the pancake just as Viggo kissed my neck. I hadn’t been expecting him to, so I yelped in alarm and almost fell over, causing me to miss catching the pancake, and – because gravity hates me – it proceeded to land uncooked-side down and splatter across the floor. I stared at it for a moment before turning to Viggo. “You killed it!” I scowled accusingly as he blinked innocently.

“Ten second rule?”

“It doesn’t work if it’s been smushed.” I sighed, shaking my head sadly. “It’s dead.”

“Oh… Sorry.” He apologised, releasing me as I grabbed a cloth and wiped up the mess – chucking the ex-pancake in the bin.

“It’s ok.” I smiled, “There’s plenty more.”

“Great,” He laughed, “I thought I was in trouble for a second there.”

“Oh you’re in trouble, heaps of it in fact.” I smirked as I picked up the plate of pancakes and walked over to the bed where I sat cross legged on the unmade duvet.

“Can I get out of it if I grovel?” He grinned as he sat beside me and kissed my cheek.

“Maybe…” I murmured, biting my lower lip to hide my smile.

“I love it when you do that.” Viggo sighed as I looked up.

“Do what?”

“Bite your lip, it’s so adorable.” He smiled as I blushed and ducked my head, allowing my hair to fall over my face. “You did it a lot last night too.” He teased, causing my blush to deepen. He reached out and I felt his fingertips brush my chin, causing me to look up into his eyes, “And you even bit my lip once or twice.”

“S-shut up.” I stammered, feeling that I might die of heatstroke if my cheeks got much hotter.

“But I thought it was sexy.” He murmured seductively, his hand moving from my chin to gently cup my neck. Yeah… I could definitely feel the heatstroke coming on. Before I could even blink, his lips were on mine, and his hands had tangled in my hair as he held my face to his.

“Mmn – Viggo – Pancakes!” I managed to gasp past his lips as he kissed me, causing him to stop and laugh.

“Sorry, I forgot.” He grinned, kissing my lips lightly before releasing me. I smiled and ran a hand through my hair as I picked up a pancake and held it as I waited for it to cool down. Viggo went straight ahead and bit into his, chewing thoughtfully.

“Are they ok?”

“They’re great.” He smiled, picking up another one as I nibbled mine. I could feel him watching me as I looked up and raised an eyebrow.

“Something up?” I asked, licking blueberry juice off my bottom lip.

“You are too damn cute.” He grinned, causing my troublesome blush to return. I was very rarely left in a position where I was unable to make a witty comeback, yet here I was. I just grumbled something under my breath and bit my pancake as he laughed at me. I scowled at him for a few seconds, but then quickly became bored of it as he started pulling faces at me. I stuck my tongue out childishly and couldn’t hide my smile from him as he playfully tackled me and I fell onto my back on the bed.

“Viggo, the pancakes will fall!” I laughed as he pinned me to the bed.

“I already moved them – you just weren’t paying attention.”

“Oh…” I mumbled as he leant forwards and kissed my neck.

“So,” He murmured against my skin, “Now that we’ve successfully conquered breakfast, what shall we do today?”

“Uhh… Shower?” I shrugged.

“That’s all you could think of?”

“Well it’s kind of hard to think when there’s a half-naked Viggo lying on top of me.” I retorted.

“Am I that distracting?” He grinned mischievously.

“Yep, very distracting.” I smiled, freeing my wrists from his grasp and winding my arms around his neck.

“Alright, shower first, and then we can decide what to do.” He smirked, sitting up and pulling me with him.

“Ok.” I chirped, releasing him and edging off the bed. I walked to the bathroom door and turned back to him, smiling as he titled his head at me. “Coming?” I asked, causing him to spring up off the bed.

“You don’t have to ask twice.” He grinned, slipping an arm around my waist as he pulled me into the bathroom.

*

“Come on Vig, we’ve wasted the entire morning indoors! Outside now.” I demanded, pointing at the door as Viggo pulled his shoes on – I was barefoot as I’d accidentally left my flip-flops in the makeup bus.

“I wouldn’t exactly say wasted.” He smirked as I opened the door and rolled my eyes.

“For lack of a better word…” I mumbled, running a hand through my clean hair whilst Viggo walked to my side and kissed my cheek.

“Alright, I’m coming.” He smiled as I took a step out the door. Normally, I would have immediately been walking down the steps to my trailer but today my foot fell through thin air for a sickening moment, and I shrieked loudly before tumbling ungracefully into a heap on the ground. “Kira? Are you ok?” Viggo cried.

“What the hell?!” I yelled, sitting up as I heard a familiar giggle. “Oh my god Monaghan you are so dead!” I screamed as I saw him pop out from behind a trailer. I scrambled to my feet and ran after him as he legged it in the opposite direction. Despite a possibly bruised ankle, I caught up with him and tackled him to the ground.

“Alright! Alright! I give!” He laughed as I pounded his arm. “It was Billy and Lij’s fault too!”

“You’re all here?” I asked, pausing my violent attack and sitting up.

“Yep, and that was a rather impressive display of fury!” I heard Billy laugh behind me.

“Just for the record, it wasn’t my idea to move the steps.” Elijah smiled, holding up his hands innocently. I jumped up and hugged them both.

“And I purposefully had nothing to do with it.” Sean added as I pulled him into the hug.

“I missed you guys!” I cried happily. It had been weeks since I last saw any of them, as they had all been away doing their Hobbit-stuff. I hugged Dom as he scrambled to his feet. “So what are you guys up to?” I asked as Viggo walked over and greeted each of the guys with a manly head butt… Men are quite possibly the strangest creatures on the face of the planet.

“Not much, but we’re having a barbeque in the car park later, do you want to come?” Billy asked and I nodded.

“Yeah, sounds great.” I smiled as Viggo wrapped an arm around my waist.

“Oh yeah, and I have a bone to pick with you guys.” Elijah frowned, pretending to be angry, “How come we were the last people to find out that you two were a couple?”

“Uh…” I mumbled, glancing up at Viggo for help as he laughed.

“It not our fault you guys are out of the loop.” He grinned, tightening his hold on my waist and pulling me closer.

“You owe me money man.” Billy nudged Dom playfully and he rolled his eyes.

“Whatever…” He grumbled.

“Why do you owe him?” I asked, leaning my head against Viggo’s shoulder.

“We made a bet that you two would get together before Dom managed to get a girlfriend.” Billy grinned as Dom elbowed him.

“Yeah, and if you guys had just waited a few weeks I would have won.” Dom glared accusingly at us.

“Aw, you’re seeing someone now?” I squeaked happily as he blushed a little.

“Yep, our little Dom’s all grown up and in love!” Elijah cooed, ruffling Dom’s hair.

“Little? I’m taller than you!” Dom cried, grabbing him in a headlock and the two wrestled in the background as Billy shook his head.

“So immature.” He muttered trying to keep a straight face as I laughed.

“You’re one to talk.” Sean smirked, rolling his eyes.

“Come on Vig, I need to find my flip-flops.” I smiled, “The ground’s hurting my feet.”

“Daw, poor you.” He teased as I stuck out my bottom lip. “Alright then, let’s go.” He held out his hand for me but I jumped on his back and wrapped my arms and legs around him.

“Koala Attack!” I grinned, lightly kissing his exposed neck as he hooked his arms under my legs.

“Just when I thought you couldn’t get any stranger…” He muttered.

“This is just the tip of the iceberg of my insanity.” I laughed, clinging tightly to him, “Now, giddy up.”

“Where to my lady?” He asked, playing along.

“The bus!” I cried, pointing to where it was parked.

“Alright.” He laughed and turned back to the guys, “See you at the barbeque!” He called, but only Sean replied, the others were too busy trying to kill each other; either that or they were trying to violently express their bromance…

“Tsk, Hobbits…” I muttered under my breath, causing Viggo to laugh as he started walking towards the bus.

“Mind your head.” He murmured as he walked through the door. I ducked down, pressing myself against his back to avoid the low door, before he set me on my feet. I dropped to my knees and dug around under the chairs until I found my flip-flops.

“Ew… There’s a dead spider under here.” I said, grimacing as I grabbed my footwear.

“Be careful, it might be poisonous.” Viggo joked, resulting in me scooting backwards very quickly. He laughed as I scrambled to my feet and dusted myself down. I felt his arm snake around my waist as he looked at the extensive collection of photographs that covered most of his mirror and invaded a large percentage of mine. There was barely any mirror left! At the top of his mirror he had stuck his personal motto for the duration of the film, ‘Adapt and overcome’, whereas mine was scribbled on a post-it note and slapped on the side of my mirror, ‘Viva la Vida’ – Live the Life. Karl’s mirror had his shopping list stuck on it. Viggo had picked up a strip of photos that had fallen on the floor and was returning it to its position on the mirror. It was of us in a photo booth one day when we had been out in Wellington; the first was of us hugging, in the second Viggo was kissing my cheek and in the third he was planting one on my lips – the fourth one had been invaded by Karl and Orlando as they tried to cram themselves into the photo booth whilst Viggo and I had been pushed to the side. They certainly knew how to ruin a moment!

I smiled and wrapped my arms around Viggo as we looked around at all the pictures. “I think I might buy this bus when this is all over.” He joked as I hugged him.

“You should – it probably qualifies as a work of art.” I smiled, “Just how would you get it home?”

“Well… We could convert it into an amphibious vehicle and sail it back.” He grinned.

“We?” I questioned.

“Yeah, I’m captain and you’re first mate – or saucy wench if you’d prefer.” He grinned as I thumped his shoulder.

“Hell no! I’m obviously captain, you’re the wench!” I cried.

“Yes, I can just see it now, you and me sailing the seas in our makeup bus.” He joked, turning to face me and holding me by my waist.

“Hm, Forest and Mortensen, the fearsome pirate duo.” I grinned, wrapping my arms around his neck. “I like it.”

“Yar.” He growled jokingly before leaning down to kiss me.

[Yarrr! Pirates are so cool! (It’s the truth, you can’t deny it!) I know that was a bit of a random place to leave off a chapter, but it was getting long. Anyways, hope you liked! We’ll be meeting a new character next chapter! Yay! Can you guess who it is?]

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