Summary: He’d told the bloke from The Guardian that it hadn’t been all single malt and Havanas but there had been that one night…

Summary: Present day fic. It's been years since the filming of Stuart: A Life Backwards, but despite everything, Tom always finds him.

Notes: I don't even know. Written after watching Stuart: A Life Backwards last year. I got a craving for the Heath and incoherent randomness. Oh, and absolutely no one passing by and seeing them? The stuff of fantasy :P