Troubled dreams
Who: Ianto Jones and Jack Harkness What: Middle of the night fun Where: Ianto's house When: March 19, 2009, round about 2 in the morning Status: Closed and Complete! Rating: N for Nightmare
There was a lot about this place that eased a lot of things in Ianto. At least, while he was awake.
At night, though, the demons came out to pick and claw at Ianto's innards with cleavers and metal claws and no matter how hard he tried to save people, save himself, he always failed. Monsters and bullets and explosions and so much death and so much pain. And so much guilt. No number of peaceful days seemed to purge it all.
Tonight, the bedsheets wrapped him up and held him down and he struggled against them, yelling wordlessly and fighting for air.
In the aftermath of the dream, Ianto lay panting harshly and wide eyed in the dark. At the moment he wasn't thinking about much past escaping. His house guest, where he was, nothing was trickling through to his brain save for the need to get away. In a moment, he was going to fight free of blankets and find a pair of trainers and go running. It was mental, jogging at night to escape your nightmares, but sometimes that was all that worked.