ʟᴜᴄʏ ᴍᴀᴄʟᴇᴀɴ (okeydokey) wrote in prideviewapts, @ 2009-02-06 23:21:00 |
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Entry tags: | captain jack harkness, ianto jones |
WHO: Ianto Jones and Jack Harkness.
WHERE: Their flat.
WHEN: After this.
RATING: TBD.
STATUS: Incomplete.
To be honest, Ianto wasn't entirely sure how he felt about Jack being back, happiness and relief warring with disbelief and the fear that he'd wake up and find this was just a dream. He had missed his lover, of course, but it had been months, and a tiny part of him had worried that Jack wouldn't be coming back. It wasn't so much that he had doubted Jack's willingness to return, quite the opposite. What he had questioned was his ability to do so. He had no idea what the girl had asked of him, and it could have been something too dangerous for him to make it out unscathed. He knew what had happened the last time Jack had helped a friend, trapped for a year that no longer existed at the hands of a madman. He glanced down at the faint scars on his arm and flinched almost imperceptibly at the memories of what had happened a year ago. But that was beside the point, and dwelling on that would do no good. He was glad to have Jack home again and didn't need dark thoughts dampening his mood.
He closed up his laptop and moved to the kitchen, going through the steps of making coffee. He couldn't imagine Jack would have had any decent coffee while he was away, and he couldn't imagine the withdrawals. Better to deal with that first. He made his own cup, adding a dash of cream and a sugar, letting it brew a bit longer for Jack. The immortal liked his coffee black, and strong enough to jump start the SUV. When it was done, he added a sugar. If he had timed it right...he heard the door to the flat open and smiled to himself.
"In the kitchen, sir."