under ice there’s a world moving slow, by irishmizzy

He thinks of Dick and his bright red hair, the only spot of color in the whole damn forest, and then he makes himself stop thinking about it.

Adult, Bastogne fic. Great Nixon POV, this feels completely believable. There’s just something very appealing about boys keeping each other warm…

under ice there’s a world moving slow, by irishmizzy

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