Genre: pure fluff, really
Word Count: ~1,380
Summary: It's cold on the Plass, and Ianto's forgotten his scarf.
Notes: Just a bit of fluff, involving a forgotten scarf, and hand-holding on a snowy afternoon. ^_~ Written for the schmoop_bingo prompt holding hands. ^_^
(Crossposted to torch_wood)
( A Brisk December Afternoon )