it's like a song i can hear playing right in my ear that i can't sing || i can't help listening

[alien_catcher]

Characters: Gwen Cooper, Ianto Jones
Rating: PG-13 (language)
Time Period: Modern
Location: The Kitchen
Relative Date: A few days after the [ dance]
Status: CLOSED

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[teaboy_ianto_j]

Ianto had been sitting in the kitchen for a short while now, waiting for Gwen to show up, even though he himself had been running a bit late in getting to the castle this morning. He had made some coffee to help himself try to focus a bit better, since he was still a bit shaken by the dream he'd had the night before.

It had all been so vivid, he could still remember the details of it quite clearly. Especially when he died in Jack's arms. He had felt slightly out of breath and alarmed when he woke up right after that had happened. Checking his pulse to make sure he was still quite alive. It all had seemed so real, but how could it be when they'd been stuck here for quite some time now. Then again, strange things did tend to happen around here.

He glanced at his watch again, hoping Gwen would show up soon. He absently sipped at his coffee, trying not to dwell on the dream he'd had, all the details still fresh in his mind.

[alien_catcher]

Gwen hustled through the halls of the castle and near-burst through the door of the kitchen, huffing what could have been construed as a sigh of relief - for whatever reason - to see Ianto at the kitchen table, nursing a cup of coffee.

"Oh, Ianto, thank God," Gwen said, trying to resist this sudden urge she had to go hug him. Christ, Cooper, since when did you let dreams get to you like this? She shook it off, swaying in the doorway awkwardly, before making her way over to the cupboards.

"Hope you don't mind if I have a cuppa before we head off," she said conversationally, pulling a mug down onto the counter. "And maybe some toast. I'm absolutely starving."

She was rambling now, she knew, trying to fill some sort of void of awkward silence that didn't actually exist. She cleared her throat and offered Ianto a halfhearted smile. "How are you?"

[teaboy_ianto_j]

Ianto looked up as the door burst open and Gwen entered the room. Watching her as she rambled on and tried to make herself busy with getting coffee. Waiting for the moment where she'd finally realize that she was rambling.

He smiled slightly back at her. "I'm doing alright, Gwen. How are you?" He could tell that something was up. She usually had something on her mind if she rambled on, sometimes without realizing that she was doing so. Ianto himself tended to just stay a bit quieter when something was bothering him. He tried to push the dream out of his mind so that it wouldn't get to him while he was here with Gwen.

[alien_catcher]

Gwen dug through the refrigerator, pulling out a jar of blackcurrant jam and popping a piece of bread into the toaster. She took her time making her coffee.

"Oh you know, same old. Stuck in a castle with no viable means of escape for God knows how long but... Things could be worse, yeah?" She frowned a little at that, wondering if absolutely every stupid thing she would say all day would remind her of that awful nightmare. She sighed and sat down at the table with her coffee, her toast already forgotten, and tilted her head. "To be honest, I didn't sleep too well last night. I think I'm a bit loopy."