#wonnor

[htgawmfanfiction]

Connor Walsh thinks about video reels unspooling. He things about his life, rewinding backwards. Thinks about Wes Gibbins’ kisses and how he’d still steal them all again.

[htgawmfanfiction]

Moments don’t make a relationship, Connor knows this, but sometimes he wishes. Moments are all he’s got.

[htgawmfanfiction]

Find your seat, you don’t want to be a sitting duck when the shooter gets here… With these few words, and this intense look Connor welcomed his new classmate.

[htgawmfanfiction]

*Don't know how to summarize this, it was just on my mind I guess*

Wes faces reality with Connor (sort-of)

[htgawmfanfiction]

When it was all over, no one quite knew what to do. Up until then, there had been a plan—as tenacious and fragile as it was, it had still been there. Reconvene, clean the weapon, get the body, buy the lighter fluid, burn the corpse, destroy the evidence, destroy the evidence, destroy the evidence. And now, with the weapon cleaned, the corpse burned, the evidence destroyed, they all lingered around the charred ashes of wood and branch and what was formerly their law professor’s husband.

The body is burned, and now all that’s left is to live with it. Connor and Wes find that they aren’t very good at doing that alone. Coda to 1x01.

[doniubfan]

[doniubfan]

I will foreve ship these two!!

[shellofduality]

I find that I really miss Connor when he's gone. :( He was so awesome and perfect and perfect for Wilhemina. Why did he have to go and do terrible things to break them apart. *cries* oh Connor I miss you! I totally feel for Wilhemina when he is gone and she is dreaming of him and missing him. I miss him too!

Wonner forever.

sigh