Green Wing - Boyce/Statham - PG
Prince
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“It could happen!”
Mac cuffs Guy on the head. “It’s a fairytale, you moron. I’m never taking you to the puppet theatre again.”
“But-”
“Tell him.” Mac casts a pleading look in Boyce’s direction.
Statham chooses that moment to walk past, head lowered over a stack of files. Boyce calmly grabs his lime-green tie and kisses him on the mouth. It’s long and thorough, the papers fluttering to the floor.
“Nnggrrh?” Statham’s eyes bug out unattractively.
Boyce smoothes a hand down Statham’s front, letting him go. “See. Same as always,” he says, smile only half-mocking. He doesn’t sound particularly disappointed.