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Live to work

By: pernickety
folder Individual Celebrities › Johnny Depp
Rating: Adult +
Chapters: 2
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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Johnny Depp. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Live to work

Terry Gilliam

What Johnny remembers best about shooting Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas is the dust out in the desert. It was everywhere. You couldn’t walk without a cloud of dust following you around. It got into your eyes and made you look like you had cried for three hours straight. The skin was as dry as the landscape and when Johnny licked his lips, he tasted the dust on them. He hated that taste on his lips. But Terry’s lips didn’t taste like dust to him. Their kisses were sweat, blood and beer, gasoline and passion, but never, ever dust.

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When the phone rang Johnny almost didn’t answer it. He didn’t want to have to be polite to someone right now. He didn’t feel like making nice. Why he did end up taking the call he’ll never know, but the instant he hears the voice on the other end of the line, he knows he’s glad he did. Johnny missed talking to Terry. He liked knowing that there were people out there like Terry, whose passion for their work made the air vibrate. Terry didn’t do small talk and neither did Johnny.

“You want to be in Don Quixote?”

“Yeah.”

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All these years have passed and now Johnny is going to shoot another movie with Terry. On the plane he was so nervous, anxious, but as soon as they saw each other in Terry’s office all that was gone. Wiped out by the relief to actually be in each other’s presence again. It took all Johnny’s powers not to let on how much he had missed Terry. Not to show how much he longed for the older man. Time after shooting with Terry had gone by in a daze. A passionless, stupefying daze and only Terry could make it stop.

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The meeting has finally ended and everyone left but him left Terry’s office. As soon as they’re alone, Johnny feels the tingle again. That feeling in the pit of his stomach that tells him something is going to happen. Not always good, not always bad, but something that’ll be worth remembering. Terry is still busy with something, so Johnny sits back on the couch. He can wait. He’s waited years for this, so why would he be in a hurry now. Terry doesn’t seem to be in a rush either and Johnny decides to take that as a good sign.
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