Fic challenge

[tanarian]

Title: Fragile
Characters: Ianto. Jack.
Rating: Open
Spoilers: Small Worlds
Warnings: Mention of death.
Disclaimer: Not mine; they belong to RTD and to the BBC
Summary: Written as a result of the prompt by horizonssing:

tea•cup / [tee-kuhp] -noun

Comments

[merucha]

So, I take a break from this godawful stuff I'm doing today and decide to check on my flist and... I end up sniffling. In a GOOD way.

Gazing over to where Jack was reading the journal, his face twisted with a mixture of sorrow and amusement, Ianto finally understood that having an indestructible body didn’t mean you had an unkillable soul and he made a silent vow to Estelle that he would look after her impossible, stubborn and oh-so-irresistable love.

Oh golly. Perfect.

[tanarian]

Thank you. I think it's a little too easy to think/see Jack as the invulnerable hero but the emotional toll must get dangerously heavy at times. I think maybe he was still suffering from the destruction of his old team at the turn of the Millenium when we first met him.

But I'm glad it worked for you.

[em615]

Oh! This was really beautiful!

[tanarian]

Oh good, I'm glad. I really thought they wasted Estelle as a character.

[szm]

Oh poor Jack. Losing Estelle really hit him hard I think. He'd loved her for so long...

[tanarian]

She was a real presence and I wish they hadn't killed her off like that. I would have liked her to stay around for a while. Still, I suppose it would have given Jack another confidant other than Gwen, which the writers would have seen as diluting their special relationship.

[des_pudels_kern]

Nawww. So those are the good cups from the other fic?

[tanarian]

Inside my head, Jack made Ianto take the cups back to his place and then Jack makes excuses to come and have tea.

[des_pudels_kern]

"Oh no you don't! No, not you, Owen. Jack. Lie right back down. Yes, he tried to get up. No, but something is wrong with him. Down! I won't have you get up just to faint in the middle of my living room! No, he didn't, not yet. I don't know, I'm not the doctor here! Wait, let me check. Oh, stop smirking, I'm just feeling your forehead, Jack. No, I don't think he has a fever, he doesn't feel hot. Oh for-Jack! No Owen, nothing, he's just petting my arse. Yes, I know that for him that is perfectly normal behaviour. No, there is something wrong with him. Of course I don't know what! Get over here already! Wha- well, I offered him coffee, and he said he'd rather have a cup of tea. ... I'm glad you understand my concern, Owen. See you when you get here."
And in my head Ianto reacts like this.

[shara50]

This was lovely!

[tanarian]

Thank you!