...Josh, who couldn't shake a dark image of himself as a ruthless hunter, filthy and bloody from the hunt, incapable of anything but perpetually tracking down his quarry. He didn't know what to do so he did the thing that had served him best these past few years.
Josh followed Sam.
Josh followed Sam down to the sea. He took his hand in both of his and kissed it. He put his arms around him and promised him that he would find a way to be with him no matter if the storms raged and the roof fell in.
Aw..." That's a perfect end. *happy sigh* Dudes, read the fic.
Okay, I'm off to bed.
ETA: I lied. I'm still up reading more of Jackie Thomas' WW fics. The Fund for Distressed Donkeys is light hearted fluff that made me cackle with laughter, and Fear of rectangles and it's sequel A strategy for curved edges are very touching "Noel"/"Somebody's going to Emergency..." fics. If I've got Sam and Josh, who needs sleep?
*repeats to self I will be in bed by 9.30pm*
Josh followed Sam.
Josh followed Sam down to the sea. He took his hand in both of his and kissed it. He put his arms around him and promised him that he would find a way to be with him no matter if the storms raged and the roof fell in.
Aw..." That's a perfect end. *happy sigh* Dudes, read the fic.
Okay, I'm off to bed.
ETA: I lied. I'm still up reading more of Jackie Thomas' WW fics. The Fund for Distressed Donkeys is light hearted fluff that made me cackle with laughter, and Fear of rectangles and it's sequel A strategy for curved edges are very touching "Noel"/"Somebody's going to Emergency..." fics. If I've got Sam and Josh, who needs sleep?
*repeats to self I will be in bed by 9.30pm*