Weevil Hunting
Epilogue
They were dancing in their room, hands in the right places and bodies pressed together. Music played from Ianto's iPod player, slow and beautiful. Their eyes stayed connected as they moved together, the sync of their lips perfect.
And you're stupid if you think they're slow dancing.
They're making love!
"Fucking finally," Crack said while Gibby lowered his head in sadness.
And you're stupid if you think they're slow dancing.
They're making love!
"Fucking finally," Crack said while Gibby lowered his head in sadness.
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yayy! I'm done! Super short, I know, but hey, it's an epilogue. I hope it's funny.... :D