A/N Wheee, it's early cause...well, it's early :)
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Hands. Hands were all over him. A touch Ianto knew only too well.
John's hands...John's smell...John's breath on his cheek.
And if he turned very slightly to his right he would see John's...
...or rather, Jack's face...
Ianto woke with a start to the sound of Gwen's voice in his ear. He took a moment to register the fact he was slumped on the floor of the archives before quickly tapping his earpiece to reply.
"What is it Gwen?" Ianto mumbled sleepily.
"I've been trying to get hold of you for ten minutes! I just wanted to say that Jack and I are going to check out a weevil sighting...you okay here?"
Ianto rubbed his eyes and stifled a yawn, taking a minute to absorb what Gwen was saying.
"Yes, yes...fine Gwen, see you later"
He turned off his earpiece and blinked a few times before noticing the small patch of drool on the file in his hand. Sighing heavily he let his head fall back against the wall behind him. That was the fifth time he'd had that dream and every time he did Jack's face became even clearer.
He'd been back in Cardiff for two weeks now. The first day was horribly awkward, the conversation he'd had with Jack the night before he came back had hardly cleared the air.
"If you're going to be with him I never want to see him near the hub, understood? In fact, I don't want to see him at all. You keep your personal life separate from work, got it?"
"Of course. Wouldn't want you trying to retcon him again" Ianto replied sarcastically.
"I was trying to protect you Ianto!" Jack snapped "He's bad news, I should know..."
"And you're good news are you?"
"This isn't about me!"
Ianto snorted "No, it's not. So why don't you keep your opinions to yourself"
Jack shifted in annoyance, ready to bite Ianto's head off. But he knew if he did that Ianto would probably just leave again and he couldn't let that happen now.
"Ianto, I can't control your life...you have to make your own choices and learn from them. But you're a valued member of this team and I'm just trying to find a way to make this work. We need you"
"We?" Ianto queried, raising an eyebrow.
"We" Jack stated firmly. He wasn't going to let Ianto break him now, regardless of how angry he was inside.
"Then I'll see you in the morning, sir" Ianto said calmly, turning to leave.
"Oh don't you 'sir' me. We're past sir. It's Jack"
"Jack" Ianto replied, giving a small smile and a nod before walking out the door to prepare for what was likely to be one of the hardest days of his life.
Not just because of the awkwardness. But because he still had feelings for Jack Harkness...
Ianto sighed again and stared down at the papers in his hands. He'd hoped after he'd settled into a new routine his feelings for Jack would've, well...disappeared. They hadn't been a big issue yet but they were definitely there. In the evenings he could almost forget they existed, he had a new life with John and was happier than he'd been in a long time. But as soon as he stepped back into the hub and saw Jack again, all the feelings came rushing back. The worst part was that Jack was acting so professional about the whole thing. He never flirted with Ianto anymore. No touches on the shoulder when they were working on a case together, no touching at all in fact. He rarely even made jokes around Ianto unless Gwen was around too. Ianto knew it was unfair to want those things back but he really couldn't help it.
Still, John tended to be a welcome distraction from all that. Well, John was more than a distraction. Ianto knew he was falling for the older man, had been since their first night together. This was the first relatively normal relationship Ianto had had for a long time. He and Jack had had their moments of 'normality' but most the time what they had was completely indefinable.
And there it was again, his mind drifting back to Jack. This had to stop.
Jack threw himself down in his chair and slammed his fist down on the table. The weevil hunt had not been successful and Jack found himself getting more and more worked up after failed missions these days.
There was a soft tap at the door before Gwen Cooper appeared before him.
"If it's okay with you Jack I was going to head home, Rhys is cooking dinner tonight"
Jack smiled and nodded "That's fine Gwen, have a good evening"
Gwen nodded her thanks before turning to leave. As soon as she'd left Jack let out a long breath and let his fingers creep towards his gun in its hoister.
"Just to forget for a while..." he murmured.
As soon as the words had left his lips he regretted them. He didn't need to do this. He'd lost many a lover before and it shouldn't be a big deal. Problem was, he'd never lost a lover to an ex lover before...more importantly, John bloody Hart.
He sighed and ran a hand over his face. He had to let them both go and move on. Ianto deserved to be happy and if John Hart made him happy then...so be it. It would take a while for him to mean those words but he could do it. He was sure he could. It wasn't like he and Ianto were ever married or anything. They dated, they had sex...hot mind-blowing sex, but still just sex.
Jack absentmindedly picked up a pen and started doodling on the paper in front of him.
He'd get over this, of course he would. He'd had a million lovers before Ianto and he'd have a million more in the future. He was the legendary Captain Jack Harkness after all. He could have anyone.
Jack looked down at the page in front of him and realised he'd been pressing so hard the pen had gone through the page and he was now drawing on his desk. He growled in frustration and decided he had to get out of there. Pushing himself away from the desk he got up and stormed out the door...only to come face to face with Ianto himself.
"Jack" Ianto said quietly.
"I was just coming to find you, Gwen said the hunt didn't go too well and I thought you could do with a coffee" he motioned towards the mug in his hand and gave Jack a tight smile.
How does this boy always know what I need? Jack thought as he reached out to take the mug. Their fingers brushed as he did so and both men looked away awkwardly.
"Thank you Ianto" Jack said, raising the mug to his lips to take a sip. The hot liquid instantly soothed his anger and he found himself much more relaxed than he had been two minutes ago. Looking up he noticed the Welshman still standing there watching him.
"Shouldn't you be getting back to your boyfriend?" Jack asked, sounding slightly harsher than he'd meant to.
Ianto held his gaze for a few moments before replying "I'll see you in the morning Jack"
And with that he turned and walked out the hub. Jack watched him as he walked away and decided that things had to change. He would change. He would get over Ianto and get on with his own long life.