Not Quite
Title: Not Quite
Characters: Ianto
Rating: PG
Words: 151. wow, a drabble.
Summary: Ianto's not quite asleep.
genre: not quite a vent!fic
Disclaimers: Jack belongs to Ianto. Even when they're apart. Both belong to us.
Not Quite
Ianto’s thoughts were not quite there tonight. He was just a bit awake, but a bit more asleep. He lay on his back dreaming the half dreams of a fae mind. Ianto had been not quite sleeping for two months now, waiting for Jack’s return.
He rolled onto his side. (Left one, remember Jack is on the right) He curled into the embrace that was not forthcoming. He felt the nonexistent arms curl around him and not quite pull him close. He nearly smiled tenderly as a trailing non-finger worked its way up his side, not altogether tickling him. He didn’t quite feel the soft breathing gently causing the hairs on his neck to dance and sway like fauns on a moonlit night.
Ianto could almost feel all of this as if it were happening. Really, really happening right here and now. He sighed the soft and nearly contented sigh of one who doesn’t quite have it all, but is working pretty hard on it.
Characters: Ianto
Rating: PG
Words: 151. wow, a drabble.
Summary: Ianto's not quite asleep.
genre: not quite a vent!fic
Disclaimers: Jack belongs to Ianto. Even when they're apart. Both belong to us.
Not Quite
Ianto’s thoughts were not quite there tonight. He was just a bit awake, but a bit more asleep. He lay on his back dreaming the half dreams of a fae mind. Ianto had been not quite sleeping for two months now, waiting for Jack’s return.
He rolled onto his side. (Left one, remember Jack is on the right) He curled into the embrace that was not forthcoming. He felt the nonexistent arms curl around him and not quite pull him close. He nearly smiled tenderly as a trailing non-finger worked its way up his side, not altogether tickling him. He didn’t quite feel the soft breathing gently causing the hairs on his neck to dance and sway like fauns on a moonlit night.
Ianto could almost feel all of this as if it were happening. Really, really happening right here and now. He sighed the soft and nearly contented sigh of one who doesn’t quite have it all, but is working pretty hard on it.