Viggo tugs the dark blue sweater over his head and feels the soft scratch of wool on his skin. He pulls the sleeves up to his elbows and trails a hand down the center of his chest. The best part about this sweater is the way it smells.
It smells like salt: a long walk on an ocean beach at the beginning of what promises to be a beautiful day. It smells like sweat: the heat rolling off skin as morning finally breaks and the sun comes out.
"That's my jumper," says a soft Sheffield accent.
Viggo smiles. "I know."
Summary: Viggo has a fondness for one of Sean's sweaters.
Rated: G
Categories: Actor RPS Pairing: Sean/Viggo
Warnings: NoneChallenges:
Series: NoneChapters: 1 Completed: Yes
Word count: 100 Read: 729
Published: 03 Aug 2009 Updated: 03 Aug 2009