Q:(DW fic request) Jack Harkness meeting Eleven and first trying to hit on him.
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“Is that a sonic screwdriver in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?”
The Doctor felt his eyebrows shoot up to meet his hairline in surprise at the sound of that voice. He turned around, a small smirk playing at the corner of his mouth.
“Captain Jack Harkness, breaker of a thousands hearts. Still fancy a dance?”
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