"They seem to be getting along well," Victor said, watching their wives laugh together. They spent the whole day roaming through London, and now they were standing on Westminster Bridge, watching the city slowly light up.
"Wouldn't it be funny if the two of them-" said Henry, and they both laughed.
Victor gently intertwined their fingers. No one else was around, it was dark, and he felt a little high. Everything felt magical. "I want to be with you tonight," he whispered. Henry just smiled.
The night was still young. And they were sure it would be full of miracles.
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