Closing his eyes, Jack leaned into that light touch, taking more comfort in that simple touch than he really wanted to admit. He'd missed these simple moments with Ianto, the times where they could just sit -- perhaps not talk, but at least sit together. Jack never realised just how much he had missed this.
"I'm supposed to know all this," Jack said, not dropping the subject yet. Because he needed to find peace with it and somehow, sliding yet another thing under the carpet wasn't going to work. At all. "Of anyone, I should have seen this in you and yet I didn't." Jack leaned his cheek against the top of Ianto's head, able to better hide the expression on his face. The one that matched the thought: you could do so much better.