though it's been said, many times, many ways
for
pinkfairy727, who prompted Jack/Ianto, drinking coffee/tea/hot chocolate/hot orange/whatever to warm them up because it's cold, possibly snowing, outside.
I'm still accepting Christmas fic prompts
here (friends only, I'm afraid).
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They’re standing on the top of the Millennium Centre, passing a thermos of Ianto’s hot chocolate between them as they look down on Cardiff - on what remains of Cardiff. )
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This is wonderful! *showers you and your muses in pretty things*
I love everything but especially the line, "well, Jack doesn’t know what Ianto is to him; he’s everything and yet something he can’t put a name on". Fantastic!
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Thank you, sweetheart. ♥
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That is a very interesting thought! As is that of course Jack does not know any snow and only recently learned about Christmas in general. Yeah, I can picture him being like a little boy!
Thank you for this story.
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