(m/m) The Boy in the Tank by ErmengardeSecret, literature
Literature
(m/m) The Boy in the Tank
Will Gibson smiled, pleasantly, at the security clerk as he handed over his ID card. The man behind the desk returned his smile, glancing at the familiar plastic card in an absent way before running it through the computer's scanner. It only took a couple of seconds for the computer to log the time and date and authorize Will's arrival. The security clerk removed the ID card but paused, briefly, before handing it back to him.
'It's going to be out of date soon,' he told Will, 'we update them every year so we'll be retaking photos next month.' His eyes flickered between the small grainy photograph and the tall, dark man in front of him, takin