Jack sighs softly. Ianto's right. Damn him he's almost always right. He will take care of him better. Gwen tries. She's tired though Jack knows it, and despite his assurances that he will be fine, she stubbornly insists on calling him daily to be sure he is.
Rhys? Well, that's another story entirely, while appreciative of the sacrifices Jack made to save the children, he never cared for the captain. Rhys always assumed there was something more going on between Gwen and the immortal. There never was. Jealousy is a funny thing."Yeah, I feel like I'm more of a burden on her. I think she feels obligated to take care of me. Like she's responsible in some way for what happened and she's making up for it. Rhys still hates me. Not as much as he used to. He's eased up a bit, but yeah he still does."
He really shouldn't be doing this. It's him though. And given a chance to have back the person in your life that ever mattered, wouldn't you take the chance? Or would you push them away? If you can have your love back, would you take him or just continue live with your memories. The conflict is Jack's mind is overwhelming. It's easier just to relax and take comfort in him. Even if the nagging voice in the back of his head is still whispering how wrong it is. It's steadily growing quieter. That can't be all that bad right? Being this close to him can't be that bad if the voice is getting quieter, can it?
"How can I not? Well, at least I did something right." Jack answers. The Welshman's lack of confidence had alway baffled the immortal. The younger man was intelligent, capable. He knew more than Jack did sometimes. And if the archivist didn't know the information off hand? He could find it. Jack knew that the Welshman never thought himself to be much of a leader, but in captains opinion Ianto would have made a much more competent leader, than himself.
"Thank you. I never did get a chance tell you how much that meant to me. I'm sorry for that."
A beard? The captain lifts his head and looks down at the younger man lifting a curious eyebrow and lets out a groan. "Huh..God. A beard? Yeah..that would be ni..nice." The captain fumbles over his words just a little at the thought of the Welshman with a beard /and/ tight jeans. It takes him a moment to gather his thoughts. "Uhh..umm.." Jack clears his throat. "Would you like to go to London? We can go shopping there? Relatively unnoticed." Jack caresses Ianto's cheek. "I haven't been there in a long long time."
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Rhys? Well, that's another story entirely, while appreciative of the sacrifices Jack made to save the children, he never cared for the captain. Rhys always assumed there was something more going on between Gwen and the immortal. There never was. Jealousy is a funny thing."Yeah, I feel like I'm more of a burden on her. I think she feels obligated to take care of me. Like she's responsible in some way for what happened and she's making up for it. Rhys still hates me. Not as much as he used to. He's eased up a bit, but yeah he still does."
He really shouldn't be doing this. It's him though. And given a chance to have back the person in your life that ever mattered, wouldn't you take the chance? Or would you push them away? If you can have your love back, would you take him or just continue live with your memories. The conflict is Jack's mind is overwhelming. It's easier just to relax and take comfort in him. Even if the nagging voice in the back of his head is still whispering how wrong it is. It's steadily growing quieter. That can't be all that bad right? Being this close to him can't be that bad if the voice is getting quieter, can it?
"How can I not? Well, at least I did something right." Jack answers. The Welshman's lack of confidence had alway baffled the immortal. The younger man was intelligent, capable. He knew more than Jack did sometimes. And if the archivist didn't know the information off hand? He could find it. Jack knew that the Welshman never thought himself to be much of a leader, but in captains opinion Ianto would have made a much more competent leader, than himself.
"Thank you. I never did get a chance tell you how much that meant to me. I'm sorry for that."
A beard? The captain lifts his head and looks down at the younger man lifting a curious eyebrow and lets out a groan. "Huh..God. A beard? Yeah..that would be ni..nice." The captain fumbles over his words just a little at the thought of the Welshman with a beard /and/ tight jeans. It takes him a moment to gather his thoughts. "Uhh..umm.." Jack clears his throat. "Would you like to go to London? We can go shopping there? Relatively unnoticed." Jack caresses Ianto's cheek. "I haven't been there in a long long time."