On a Cold Christmas Eve - 1/3

[sierasky]

It was midnight on Christmas Eve at the Hub. Midnight on a Christmas Eve where Ianto’d actually had plans. Plans involving Jack, tinsel, and a very large bowl of eggnog.

Normally Ianto would have begun the shut-down procedures long ago, but tonight he needed the lights, the noise, the sense of not being alone. Ianto had always been intuitive, a

Comments

[morgia]

Great to see you around, its always a pleasure to read you. Really love the way you wrote this, I wait for the next part. Take care

[bardlover6]

Damn, Ianto really does have to clean up everyone's shit. *huggles him*

[missthingsplace]

Oh i loved this, can't wait for the rest.

[fide_et_spe]

This is great, I found Ianto's reflections on John's state of mind very moving, and the words he said over his body were sad and beautiful.

[schnuckel]

This is fantastic, I love how you've portrayed Ianto in this. Totally brilliant.
I await the next part eagerly.