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Ianto didn’t know how to feel….
He was happy to see him again, over joyed to know that he would return…. but deep down, after 3 months of not knowing where he was, after thinking that they had just the slightest of spark between them and then realising it was just him.. Ianto Jones felt incredibly BITTER… but most of all… hurt…
“A date? you’re asking me on a date?” He practically scoffed, a laugh leaving his lips, yet it was not a happy one.
“I mean, sure I’m incredibly self-destructive… I mean look at how bad it got after Lisa… but I really think I should draw the line at this don’t ya think?”
He turned away to continue to search the room for the alien technology they were looking for. Deep down, he knew, if Jack didn’t try to convince him or something… then it would confirm his thoughts about being noting but a shag to the captain and not worth his time.
Jack had known that asking him out on a date was going to be a bit tricky, and honestly, he wasn’t expecting Ianto to agree to it immediately. But during his time away, Jack had had plenty of time to think, and plenty of time to realise that, even when he was chained up in the belly of a ship, it was the thought of one person that got him through his most difficult days. So he at least had to try, to show Ianto that yes, he may have disappeared, but he was back now, and that wasn’t something that often happened.
“I know,” he said slowly, his head hung slightly. “Listen, I’m not asking you to just… forget what happened before. But I’d like to try again. Try to get it right this time, and maybe… explain some things too.”
Looking down at his hands, Ianto paused in thought. As much as he didn’t want to listen or trust or even love Jack… He just as equally DID Love and want to date him…
Sighing silently his shoulders relaxed slightly and he looked out the window in front of him.
“You get one chance Jack. One. One Date. One chance to convince me to continue to Date you and ONE chance to prove that this is as serious to you as it is to me.” He said Softly, not turning around, but still watching his reflection in the glass.
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A laugh suddenly left his mouth in reaction to what the time agent had asked him.
“A date? Are you asking me on a date?”
But the laugh wasn’t a happy laugh, it was one of surprise, surprise at the audacity that Jack had to even ask him after running off for 3 months, without even a good bye or when he would be back.
He shook his head slowly a bitter smile on his face.
“I don’t think I can, I don’t think I can put myself through that… I know Im a danger to myself, but not to that degree.” He gave a short bitter laugh.
It was a familiar feeling, crashing into a wall && finding yourself, the last man standing. ’ If Ianto could only understand … ’ was all he could fathom, from Ianto’s defensive reply. He didn’t blame the other, there wasn’t a lot of beings like him or the Doctor. Those who walked a endless road && always coming back, when shot down.
A big sigh && charming smirk.
“ Alright, well I’m glad to see you’re making some smart choices, heh. What have I missed, give me a briefing. ”
The ever charismatic Captain Harkness, moved to take his jacket off, as he remains in control. After all, Jack had long ago accepted his path, the Doctor just happen to extend it. Why should he drag Ianto into his world, he often held envy towards others, but always got over such emotions. He was a survivor anyways && he was the one, who always let his better judgement win out …. He’d be more professional, with Ianot.
The welsh man couldn’t help it but that reaction made him feel utterly annoyed. No… angry, he was hurt annoyed and angry at jacks reaction…
It proved to him that he had just been a fling, that jack didn’t want to even try to fight for him, to ask him for forgiveness and to ask for another chance…
His expression soured and became cold, Professional.
“UNIT called, still demanding the tech that we confiscated, back. The Weevils are alright, no flux in their numbers.” He started to list off from his board, not looking at him.
“12 objects fell through the rift in the 3 months you were gone. 3, then 5, then 4… oh and Gwen some how got it into her thick head that she was in charge and had actually taken over the second in command job when you hired her, despite the fact Owen is second in command, so she was a right annoyance… you might want to talk to her.”
@canspotatimeagent – wanted a Ianto starter – a Ianto starter they shall get ;).
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Ianto didn’t know how to feel….
He was happy to see him again, over joyed to know that he would return…. but deep down, after 3 months of not knowing where he was, after thinking that they had just the slightest of spark between them and then realising it was just him.. Ianto Jones felt incredibly BITTER… but most of all… hurt…
“A date? you’re asking me on a date?” He practically scoffed, a laugh leaving his lips, yet it was not a happy one.
“I mean, sure I’m incredibly self-destructive… I mean look at how bad it got after Lisa… but I really think I should draw the line at this don’t ya think?”
He turned away to continue to search the room for the alien technology they were looking for. Deep down, he knew, if Jack didn’t try to convince him or something… then it would confirm his thoughts about being noting but a shag to the captain and not worth his time.
A laugh suddenly left his mouth in reaction to what the time agent had asked him.
“A date? Are you asking me on a date?”
But the laugh wasn’t a happy laugh, it was one of surprise, surprise at the audacity that Jack had to even ask him after running off for 3 months, without even a good bye or when he would be back.
He shook his head slowly a bitter smile on his face.
“I don’t think I can, I don’t think I can put myself through that… I know Im a danger to myself, but not to that degree.” He gave a short bitter laugh.
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