Owen wasn't sure that was what would be best. But he had to go with what he thought would be best for Ianto. And it was clear to him that Ianto didn't want this. And he never would. Yes, they had a fucked up friendship, but it was theirs.
"Let's go get dressed and get pissed with some pints?" He smiled at Ianto. "C'mon... I'm bloody cold now."
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