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mtxref_fic) wrote2013-12-23 01:29 pm
mtxref_fic) wrote2013-12-23 01:29 pm
[Torchwood/Yami no Matsuei] "The Little Death" (PG-13)
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fic_promptly's any, any, Hiroshima, mon amour Jack Harkness/Asato Tsuzuki.
One of the few hotels standing in Tokyo; Jack scored a room for the two of them, high under the rafters. One bed, lumpy mattress, window open all the way, summer breeze barely stirring the night air. A young man with soulful violet eyes. Said he had seen Hiroshima, Nagasaki, just after the bombing. Had to escort the souls of the dead. A reaper in his bed, head on Jack's shoulder, whispering self-accusations. Jack kissing away his tears, soothing him, letting the young man roll him onto his back, weep on his heart
One couldn't die. One couldn't be consoled.
fic_promptly's any, any, Hiroshima, mon amour Jack Harkness/Asato Tsuzuki.One of the few hotels standing in Tokyo; Jack scored a room for the two of them, high under the rafters. One bed, lumpy mattress, window open all the way, summer breeze barely stirring the night air. A young man with soulful violet eyes. Said he had seen Hiroshima, Nagasaki, just after the bombing. Had to escort the souls of the dead. A reaper in his bed, head on Jack's shoulder, whispering self-accusations. Jack kissing away his tears, soothing him, letting the young man roll him onto his back, weep on his heart
One couldn't die. One couldn't be consoled.