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These days, John's room looks more like the office of an extremely eccentric professor. The books and the artifacts are all there, but they're on shelves and behind glass-doored cupboards. It looks like the walls have been slightly reconfigured (hey, it's Milliways) so the bed is in an alcove. There's a desk, and a small sofa in front of an even

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Ianto pauses and looks around, his approving face on. "I like this." He sets down the satchel on the floor and the beer on the desk.

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John nods as he looks around, dropping bags of food onto the desk with the beer. "Could have been a lot worse. I'm getting used to it." He drops his trenchcoat over the back of the desk chair and his suit jacket on top of it.

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Ianto nods, takes off his jacket and unknots his tie, but hesitates a moment before pulling it out from his collar. "It looks comfortable, though. Like it's from a quirky old house."

He unbuttons his cuffs and rolls up his sleeves.

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"Yeah, it took a couple of days to get used to it, but s'truth it's comfortable." He kicks off his shoes, twists open a bottle of cold Stella Artois and flops on the sofa. He takes a long drink of beer and smiles. "Homely."

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Ianto sits in the desk chair and unties his shoes, lines them up on the floor and gets up to get his computer. "On the bed or on the sofa for the movie?"

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John laughs and stands right back up. "Bed." He goes over into the alcove and flops on the bed. He reaches under himself and pulls out a mint. He tosses it at Ianto.

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Ianto catches it with a laugh. He tucks it into a pocket and sits on the bed, and there's a few moments of button-pressing and arranging as he gets the movie started.

He leans back, the computer between them, and kisses John's temple before taking the mint out and unwrapping it.

[bloody_awful]

Before Ianto can move away, John takes Ianto's face in his hand and holds it there while he gives him a deep, hungry kiss.

As soon as Ianto loses his breath, John breaks the kiss and leans back.

[likesthecoat]

"Oh," Ianto says faintly, "yes, we haven't--um. Hello." He starts the movie and pops the mint into his mouth.

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John laughs, takes a swig of his beer and settles down with his arm around Ianto's shoulder.

"All right then. You know, I keep meaning to ask you something, but you're a right bloody distraction walking and I keep forgetting."

[likesthecoat]

"Ask away." He gets comfortable against John's side and weaves his fingers through John's over his shoulder.

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"Who's Lorne?" He takes another swig of beer.

[likesthecoat]

"Major Lorne? A friend of mine. We chat about a lot of things." He starts to smile. "I told him about you. And to approach with caution."

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"Yeah, well, he walked right up and gave me the stink eye. Here's Johnny, come to take daddy's little girl to the dance." John snorts and looks at Ianto sideways. "Seems to take quite the interest."

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Ianto laughs dryly. "I . . . seem to inspire protective feelings in a great many people. Lorne is one of them." He leans close and gives John a minty kiss. "He's not a rival. He's got a bloke of his own and they're quite--" He does the crossed-fingers thing to show they're close.

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John gives Ianto a sly smile. "Funny thing is, I'm sure you can take care of yourself if it comes down to it. There's a lot more to you than most people see." John kisses him again, and this time plucks out the mint with his tongue. "I like it," he says, rolling the mint around in his mouth.