[backdated to the 27th][RL WITH SULU]
Ianto worked on filing in the archives, normally a mind numbing task that he'd enjoy to have a moment to himself, but at this stage in the game, it'd almost become torturous. Left to himself, alone with only his mind, all of his doubts and fears came out to play, and he began to dislike being down in the archives by himself, because there were no distractions, there was just him. More often than not, during the past week and a half, Ianto had found his mind wandering to Sulu. First because of the date, and planning that, then because of the potential relationship that they were starting out together, and then because he hadn't heard from the man in a few days, and then because he hadn't heard from him in longer. Ianto, being the introvert that he was, tried to assure himself that it was all in his head, that Sulu hadn't regretted asking him out, that he wasn't laughing off how much of a child he made Ianto feel somewhere with a bunch of friends from Starfleet, that he hadn't died in some horrible attack without anyone to ever tell Ianto what'd happened...
To be honest, Ianto was a bit of an emotional wreck because of all of this. He was just too much of a pessimist to be left hanging this long without so much as a word, a phone call, even a message from the other man, telling him something as simple as an "I'm alive", because without anything, Ianto couldn't even reassure himself of that, which was probably what frightened him the most. Fears of rejection had gradually morphed into fears of loss, and while he knew it was silly of him to even think that way, it was starting to keep him up at night, the worrying, burning a hole in the pit of his stomach that he was sure would reach abyss levels before too much longer. Ianto was so preoccupied in his thoughts that when he heard the ring he'd set specifically for Sulu, to distinguish his call from the rest, felt the vibration of the phone in his pocket, he was almost sure that he was hallucinating it. But as he put the file in his hand aside, and brought the phone out to see the caller ID read Sulu's name as well, his heart was suddenly in his throat, and he didn't know what to think anymore. His pulse racing, he bit his lip, just staring at the display for a moment, before flipping it open, holding it with bated breath up to his face.
"...hallo?"
To be honest, Ianto was a bit of an emotional wreck because of all of this. He was just too much of a pessimist to be left hanging this long without so much as a word, a phone call, even a message from the other man, telling him something as simple as an "I'm alive", because without anything, Ianto couldn't even reassure himself of that, which was probably what frightened him the most. Fears of rejection had gradually morphed into fears of loss, and while he knew it was silly of him to even think that way, it was starting to keep him up at night, the worrying, burning a hole in the pit of his stomach that he was sure would reach abyss levels before too much longer. Ianto was so preoccupied in his thoughts that when he heard the ring he'd set specifically for Sulu, to distinguish his call from the rest, felt the vibration of the phone in his pocket, he was almost sure that he was hallucinating it. But as he put the file in his hand aside, and brought the phone out to see the caller ID read Sulu's name as well, his heart was suddenly in his throat, and he didn't know what to think anymore. His pulse racing, he bit his lip, just staring at the display for a moment, before flipping it open, holding it with bated breath up to his face.
"...hallo?"