a journal of impossible things (слэш)

“Come to think of it, something was odd,” muses Wei Wuxian, blinking back the sudden recollection as his fingers brush against an old pocket-watch on his desk. “I was a man from the Heavens itself… and you were there, too, as my companion.”
His valet’s eyes twitch a little, but he quickly then covers it with a smile and sets down the teapot. “That would be unheard of, sir.”
“Indeed, quite odd,” agrees Wei Wuxian. “It also took place in the twenty-first century.”
“Well, that I can prove wrong, sir,” replies his valet, now holding out the day’s copy of the Shenjiang Xinbao. “It’s Wednesday, 17 September 1930. And you are decidedly grounded in this earthly realm, sir.”
“You think so?” Wei Wuxian grins as he takes the paper from his valet.
“I know so, sir. As human as can be.”
(A Doctor Who AU)