Title: "Ephemeral" Pairing: Harry Sinclair/Lawrence Makoare (Orlando Bloom) Rating: PG-13 (language) Summary: What does he have, anyway? Disclaimer: Fiction means just that. Notes: Birthday drabble for Ghani's birthday. "Whatever you do Don't tell anyone" --Queens of the Stone Age "What the hell does he have that I don't, anyway?" Dom's gaze flickered from Orlando's lowered glare to the middle of the room. Lawrence had one hand snug over Harry's hip, black hair trailing down his back as he tilted his head, offered his throat to Harry's tongue. "You mean, besides a lot of muscle mass and Harry?" "Thanks for the reminder." Dom leaned a friendly head on Orlando's shoulder. "So what if you're not Lawrence? You've got your own special...something. Fight for him." Orlando's smile was tinged with sadness. "If I had to do that, he'd never be mine." Onto Outshined If you enjoyed this fic, please leave feedback here. Thanks!