Captain Jack Harkness | Torchwood (thedashinghero) wrote in aternaville, |
If there was anything Jack had learned over the course of his life with the Welsh it was learning the value of repression. He would never lose his ability to show affection, nor would he completely close off, either. It would take him a bit to return to his old self, but he wasn't Jack Harkness if he wasn't flirting or shagging something.
"The smile or the leer?" Jack asked, falling into the comfortable role of overconfident-flirt. Easier to play a role as opposed to dealing with other things. Later he could crash, perhaps with Rose curled around him or by himself, face buried in a pillow that no longer smelled like Ianto.
"Because I'm still working on the latter. Might be able to muster one if you miss it that much."