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He could not help but to throw himself on top of the bed, his body was screaming for it; too tired to take a shower. He removed his shoes with his feet as the socks soon followed. His jacket had been the first thing to hit the floor as soon as he entered his flat. In any other occasion, he would have been more careful to place it on a hanger. However, tonight he was too tired to bother; his head was beginning to trove in pain, and who was to blame for it for the first time in months? At least this time it wasn’t Jack doing. Oh wait yes he was. He had put Owen in charge of coffee, who does that? Seriously, if he wanted them awake he should just order coffee from the Café down the street. He laid on bed thinking on what Owen had said to him. Jack and he, was it really like that, was he going on missions just because he was shagging Jack, or was it really because Jack saw potential in him.
At the beginning when jack left, he had to become a field agent because they need another hand even if Owen liked it or not. However, now jack was back there was no actual need of Ianto going on missions he could just stay back and do his regular job. Yet, Jack kept putting him on missions, going weevil hunting with him, making him feel more part of the team and less like an assistant or a maid. Yes, his sexual life was not all that, more like zero to nada, before Jack, but still who named Owen judge on that kind of matters. It was not like if there was a rule that says you have to tell your coworkers, friends, and family every time you are getting laid at least not according to Ianto. He turned left and his head gave him a reminder that it was still there, although it felt like it could suddenly fall off.
He allowed his body to fall asleep trying his best to ignore the pounding that seemed to echo in his head. He was awaken by a slow buzzing, somewhere on the room. He got up only to find his phone dancing on the floor, thank God, he had bought the screen protector, or else it would have nice marks on it by now. He sat on the bed phone in hand trying to focus on the screen wondering who the hell had the courage to wake him up after only five minutes of sleeping, well actually four hours of sleep, which was showing three missed calls all from Toshiko. After passing a hand through his hair, he dialed back.
“Tosh is something wrong.” -He spoke low in to the microphone. Still not fully awake he could not help but to sound grouchy
“Ohm, no… No! Is just that I was passing by… And I thought of given you a call.” -her voice sounded nervous. “Have you eaten yet? I bought croissants; from the café you like…”
“Ohm no, just woke up…”- Huge yawn got in the way. -“Give a second I will open the door… You are outside right?” -He did not even wait for a response as he hung up the phone, and looked for his pajama pants and a shirt.
“You sure I am not interrupting anything…” -She said while walking in, giving a quick look around not wanting to be surprised by a naked Jack all of the sudden.
“Nope... Let me just take a shower. There is the remote if you want to watch some Tele, I’ll be back in a minute!” -Having said that, Ianto disappeared to the bathroom leaving Tosh in the middle of the living room.
She sat there looking around, for a guy, Ianto was very neat, and someone could almost say he was raised by Japanese. Everything was in a proper order that only make the small flat look a lot bigger. The smell of coffee lingered in the air. He got out quickly towel still on his head; he wore a shirt, and jeans and no shoes.
“So, what brings you here?” -He said from the kitchen, while starting to make coffee.
“I was lonely…Pathetic much huh?” - She said with a hint of regret.
“Love makes us pathetic…” -He gave her a cup of warm coffee. -“What did he do to you this time?”
“Nothing, you would think I would have got used to being ignored by now…” -Ianto took seat in front of her. -“Well think again.”
“And you think talking about it is going to help?” -She gave him a sad smile. -“What do you want me to say? You want me to say that if you stay like this with time everything would be fine or that you should walk away of this situation? I am the wrong person to give advice in relationships!” -He took a sip of his coffee.
“Well… You and Jack…”
“Me and Jack… -He gave a tired sigh -“You are second person that reminds me of that. You know, most of time there is no Jack and me, if any of you have not noticed. The word complicated does not even begin to cover it. He could be so tender sometimes and makes me hope that there is something more and right when I feel comfortable of my feelings he pushes me out of the window. How can you call that a relationship, is more a mix of masochism and pretend love. Convenience is more likely. He is lonely, I am lonely, let us be lonely together and have amazing sex while we are at it. At least with Owen, he tells you straight.”
“That does not mean it doesn’t hurt.” -putting her eyes in the floor. -“I feel stupid I know he does not even like me and yet I kept harboring hopes that maybe someday he is going to realize I am there.”
“Welcome to my world…”
“Is different at least you get to have Jack from time to time.”
“Oh yeah, different bordering in masochism is more likely.” -He gave a deep sigh -“I know there is no future for us, and yet I keep walking by his side without question. I know he does not love me and yet every night I go to bed hoping the next day is going to be different. Pathetic much, oh yeah, but still I won’t change a thing.”
“Most of the time I envy Gwen she has Rhys, who for some reason loves her. Do you know she ask me to be one of her maids.” -she said in a cheerful way changing the mood of the conversation, which made Ianto smile. -“I am gonna have to buy a bloody dress, only to not wear it ever again.”
“Hey, pass me the purchasing receipt, maybe I can squeeze it on the invoices without Jack noticing.” -stealing a big smile from Toshiko’s face.
“What is that noise?” -she said perking her head up all the sudden.
“Speaking of the devil…” -the phone rang for a second time o top of the kitchen table, but Ianto did not seem in a hurry to get it.
“Well aren’t you going answer.” -she gave him a wicked smile.
“Nope, it’s my day off after all… Being alone for a day is not going to kill him unless he commits suicide.” -The phone went silent and then it rang the voicemail ringtone.
“Ok, so…Playing hard to get aren’t we? At least for a day… So you want to go eat lunch?”
“I thought we just had breakfast?”
“And… Hello depress woman over here!” -She said almost laughing -“I should be overstuffing myself with food. Croissants are not going to do it.”
“In that case, I guess I have to give my moral support”
“Let’s go to a bar…” -She almost yelled the last part since he had finally got up and got to his room to find a jacket.
“Is three in the afternoon…” -he yell back from the room.
“Well drink Long Island tea then.” -Toshiko replied with a smile
He got home, only to be welcome by total silence. Deep down he was wishing to find Jack waiting at his door. However, reality always turned against him. In part, he had to accept it had been his fault he had ignored all Jack’s calls since he was out with Toshiko. He did feel guilty for it, but a voice back in his conscience kept telling him he should get a grip and that it was no rule that said he had to answer every single time Jack felt like calling. So he ignored the calls, and flushed his disappointment down the toilet. He decided to take a shower since his hair smell like cigarettes, a buzzing on his pants made him jump in surprise.
“Hello…” -He spoke low in the microphone like a child waiting for punishment.
“You are finally home… How did your day go?” -The voice on the other side sounded severe.
“It went fine…” -Ianto sat in the toilet seat, knowing this was far from good. -“You called to ask how my day went? You were here, weren’t you?”
“So… I called you… You did not answer… You looked really tired yesterday, so I thought maybe you fainted while taking a shower.” -The voice had change now it sounded more like a kid throwing a tantrum. Ianto bit his lip in order not to laugh at him. -“I waited there almost for two hours thinking maybe you went to the market.”
“Well…Sorry you have to wait on me…” -Ianto rolled his eyes while Jack gave a deep sigh. -“Was that it?”
“What do you mean "WAS THAT IT" I was worried!” -again the little kid made his appearance
“I said I was sorry…” -Said Ianto in the most neutral tone he could manage. -“What else do you want me to do?”
“Well aren’t you going to invite me in?” -Ianto could almost see the huge grin on Jack’s face.
“Nope”
“Are you even alone…or…” -The kid was now kicking and screaming.
“No Jack, I brought home a hot date…” -He could not hide the exasperation on his voice-“And you?”
“Of course I am alone…”
“Well then it sucks to be you… Good night Jack.”
“Can we at least have breakfast tomorrow…” -His voice sounded more calm
“You realize I will have to get up at seven to do so…” -He gave a deeper sigh looking at the wall clock.
“Would you?” -He could almost see it big blue puppy eyes staring at him.
“Yes… Good night.”
“Good night Ian… See you tomorrow.” -Jack hung up first. Ianto stood sitting on the bathroom smiling at the phone like a silly kid who just realized that the next day was his birthday.
Authors Note: Well there it is finally out of my system… Thanks for taking the time and read all this nonsense that goes through my head
At the beginning when jack left, he had to become a field agent because they need another hand even if Owen liked it or not. However, now jack was back there was no actual need of Ianto going on missions he could just stay back and do his regular job. Yet, Jack kept putting him on missions, going weevil hunting with him, making him feel more part of the team and less like an assistant or a maid. Yes, his sexual life was not all that, more like zero to nada, before Jack, but still who named Owen judge on that kind of matters. It was not like if there was a rule that says you have to tell your coworkers, friends, and family every time you are getting laid at least not according to Ianto. He turned left and his head gave him a reminder that it was still there, although it felt like it could suddenly fall off.
He allowed his body to fall asleep trying his best to ignore the pounding that seemed to echo in his head. He was awaken by a slow buzzing, somewhere on the room. He got up only to find his phone dancing on the floor, thank God, he had bought the screen protector, or else it would have nice marks on it by now. He sat on the bed phone in hand trying to focus on the screen wondering who the hell had the courage to wake him up after only five minutes of sleeping, well actually four hours of sleep, which was showing three missed calls all from Toshiko. After passing a hand through his hair, he dialed back.
“Tosh is something wrong.” -He spoke low in to the microphone. Still not fully awake he could not help but to sound grouchy
“Ohm, no… No! Is just that I was passing by… And I thought of given you a call.” -her voice sounded nervous. “Have you eaten yet? I bought croissants; from the café you like…”
“Ohm no, just woke up…”- Huge yawn got in the way. -“Give a second I will open the door… You are outside right?” -He did not even wait for a response as he hung up the phone, and looked for his pajama pants and a shirt.
“You sure I am not interrupting anything…” -She said while walking in, giving a quick look around not wanting to be surprised by a naked Jack all of the sudden.
“Nope... Let me just take a shower. There is the remote if you want to watch some Tele, I’ll be back in a minute!” -Having said that, Ianto disappeared to the bathroom leaving Tosh in the middle of the living room.
She sat there looking around, for a guy, Ianto was very neat, and someone could almost say he was raised by Japanese. Everything was in a proper order that only make the small flat look a lot bigger. The smell of coffee lingered in the air. He got out quickly towel still on his head; he wore a shirt, and jeans and no shoes.
“So, what brings you here?” -He said from the kitchen, while starting to make coffee.
“I was lonely…Pathetic much huh?” - She said with a hint of regret.
“Love makes us pathetic…” -He gave her a cup of warm coffee. -“What did he do to you this time?”
“Nothing, you would think I would have got used to being ignored by now…” -Ianto took seat in front of her. -“Well think again.”
“And you think talking about it is going to help?” -She gave him a sad smile. -“What do you want me to say? You want me to say that if you stay like this with time everything would be fine or that you should walk away of this situation? I am the wrong person to give advice in relationships!” -He took a sip of his coffee.
“Well… You and Jack…”
“Me and Jack… -He gave a tired sigh -“You are second person that reminds me of that. You know, most of time there is no Jack and me, if any of you have not noticed. The word complicated does not even begin to cover it. He could be so tender sometimes and makes me hope that there is something more and right when I feel comfortable of my feelings he pushes me out of the window. How can you call that a relationship, is more a mix of masochism and pretend love. Convenience is more likely. He is lonely, I am lonely, let us be lonely together and have amazing sex while we are at it. At least with Owen, he tells you straight.”
“That does not mean it doesn’t hurt.” -putting her eyes in the floor. -“I feel stupid I know he does not even like me and yet I kept harboring hopes that maybe someday he is going to realize I am there.”
“Welcome to my world…”
“Is different at least you get to have Jack from time to time.”
“Oh yeah, different bordering in masochism is more likely.” -He gave a deep sigh -“I know there is no future for us, and yet I keep walking by his side without question. I know he does not love me and yet every night I go to bed hoping the next day is going to be different. Pathetic much, oh yeah, but still I won’t change a thing.”
“Most of the time I envy Gwen she has Rhys, who for some reason loves her. Do you know she ask me to be one of her maids.” -she said in a cheerful way changing the mood of the conversation, which made Ianto smile. -“I am gonna have to buy a bloody dress, only to not wear it ever again.”
“Hey, pass me the purchasing receipt, maybe I can squeeze it on the invoices without Jack noticing.” -stealing a big smile from Toshiko’s face.
“What is that noise?” -she said perking her head up all the sudden.
“Speaking of the devil…” -the phone rang for a second time o top of the kitchen table, but Ianto did not seem in a hurry to get it.
“Well aren’t you going answer.” -she gave him a wicked smile.
“Nope, it’s my day off after all… Being alone for a day is not going to kill him unless he commits suicide.” -The phone went silent and then it rang the voicemail ringtone.
“Ok, so…Playing hard to get aren’t we? At least for a day… So you want to go eat lunch?”
“I thought we just had breakfast?”
“And… Hello depress woman over here!” -She said almost laughing -“I should be overstuffing myself with food. Croissants are not going to do it.”
“In that case, I guess I have to give my moral support”
“Let’s go to a bar…” -She almost yelled the last part since he had finally got up and got to his room to find a jacket.
“Is three in the afternoon…” -he yell back from the room.
“Well drink Long Island tea then.” -Toshiko replied with a smile
He got home, only to be welcome by total silence. Deep down he was wishing to find Jack waiting at his door. However, reality always turned against him. In part, he had to accept it had been his fault he had ignored all Jack’s calls since he was out with Toshiko. He did feel guilty for it, but a voice back in his conscience kept telling him he should get a grip and that it was no rule that said he had to answer every single time Jack felt like calling. So he ignored the calls, and flushed his disappointment down the toilet. He decided to take a shower since his hair smell like cigarettes, a buzzing on his pants made him jump in surprise.
“Hello…” -He spoke low in the microphone like a child waiting for punishment.
“You are finally home… How did your day go?” -The voice on the other side sounded severe.
“It went fine…” -Ianto sat in the toilet seat, knowing this was far from good. -“You called to ask how my day went? You were here, weren’t you?”
“So… I called you… You did not answer… You looked really tired yesterday, so I thought maybe you fainted while taking a shower.” -The voice had change now it sounded more like a kid throwing a tantrum. Ianto bit his lip in order not to laugh at him. -“I waited there almost for two hours thinking maybe you went to the market.”
“Well…Sorry you have to wait on me…” -Ianto rolled his eyes while Jack gave a deep sigh. -“Was that it?”
“What do you mean "WAS THAT IT" I was worried!” -again the little kid made his appearance
“I said I was sorry…” -Said Ianto in the most neutral tone he could manage. -“What else do you want me to do?”
“Well aren’t you going to invite me in?” -Ianto could almost see the huge grin on Jack’s face.
“Nope”
“Are you even alone…or…” -The kid was now kicking and screaming.
“No Jack, I brought home a hot date…” -He could not hide the exasperation on his voice-“And you?”
“Of course I am alone…”
“Well then it sucks to be you… Good night Jack.”
“Can we at least have breakfast tomorrow…” -His voice sounded more calm
“You realize I will have to get up at seven to do so…” -He gave a deeper sigh looking at the wall clock.
“Would you?” -He could almost see it big blue puppy eyes staring at him.
“Yes… Good night.”
“Good night Ian… See you tomorrow.” -Jack hung up first. Ianto stood sitting on the bathroom smiling at the phone like a silly kid who just realized that the next day was his birthday.
Authors Note: Well there it is finally out of my system… Thanks for taking the time and read all this nonsense that goes through my head