There would never be a time where Ianto would be too old to hold hands. He loved holding hands. He loved it when he was in his teens, loved it with Lisa, adored it with Jack. And he loved it right now, stepping into the restaurant and laughing about James Bond.
"You are dashing, I will give you that. So if you're Bond, what does that leave me? Don't say Moneypenny." He refused to be Miss Moneypenny, and who could blame him? Ianto wasn't a girly sort of person at all. When they were shown to their table, Ianto held his hands out expectantly, for the coat. Really, he only dated Jack for the coat.
Not really, but some days it seemed that way, didn't it?