Five Hours After

[copycatgirl]

    One hour after, Ianto can still hear the gunshot ringing in his ears. He can still feel the blood on his hands, still see the staring, dead eyes, still smell and taste the darkness that contaminates the air, the essence of death. He hasn't touched the body- the body. It's impossible to believe that Owen could ever be reduced to those two words

Comments

[lilithbint]

oh...
heartbreaking and it would have been my exact reaction too.
I love this pairing especially as angsty as this.

[copycatgirl]

thank you

[ilysespieces]

i've been waiting for an angsty fic like this. i needed to read it. so lovely and sad.

[copycatgirl]

I'm glad that I could provide for you. Thank you

[lynnenne]

This is lovely.

[copycatgirl]

Thank you very much.

[xel1980]

*is crying* ç______ç

[copycatgirl]

-cries with you-

[mrs_cj_harkness]

*Heartbreaking*

....and many fangirls in fandom 100% agree with your icon =[

[copycatgirl]

Thank you

And yes... that horrible, horrible man... :'(