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[ Alright. One more reply but Ianto is reluctant to do that, since it's another one of him getting yelled at - which he really doesn't take kindly to. I'll do that one later, or tomorrow - my muuuse is tired (how, you've done nothing, Ianto.) but yeah, inbox is open if anyone wants to leave things. ]

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[ℐ] - he flinched at the mans outburst, fingers grasping the strap of his bag tightly before blinking and watching him walk away; his brow furrowed in confusion as his hand scratched at the back of his head and he mumbled to himself about people being crabby and obviously not getting enough sleep.                Before taking a deep breath and sighing, alright - into work he'd go then. And so he ducked quickly to the dock, to take the tourists office route.                              ❝something was highly.. off..                                about mr. crabby out there..❞

"Do you mind?" was blurted out in an angry tone by the Master just as the human that had ran into him decided to speak, causing him to primarily hear the third comment alone. "No, of course you didn’t. Perhaps if you managed to pay attention and realize that you are not the only being on this bloody planet, then you’d manage to automatically refrain from disturbing others!"

Once his rant was over, he stepped around the man and headed for the water tower. It was only after he was walking away and brushing himself off that he realized that he might have snapped at a variation of the Tea Boy. What a pity.

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[ℐ] - for  a moment, he squinted his eyes at her and then back to the water tower, pushing a small sigh from his lungs - he was hoping to get away before anyone saw him. And yet ; look at this - the Captain caught him, red handed so to say ;                         ❝... You don't remember me?                            I take care of the pterodactyl.                            Or.. rather, took care of.                            Tea and coffee boy..❞      - no matter how much he loathed that title, it's what they all identified him as, so he begrudgingly accepted it. it was his identifier after all, at least that's how it seemed. His hand came up to scratch the back of his neck, looking down at the ground. ;                  ❝I have a feeling you weren't expecting                           to see me back around this soon.❞

Jack had not expected anyone to be around this time in the morning, let alone staring at the water tower. The place of where her past, present and future belonged to. It was her life, everything she has loved, everything she had lost was down to Torchwood. Jack without Torchwood would mean the end of the world.

Looking around her, Jack had to wonder what the day would bring, anything could happen. Burying her hands in her jacket, she took a deep breathe as she felt someone collide into her. She knew it was the person staring at the water tower.

"I can see that."She spoke, pausing a moment as she frowned. The features of the male standing in front of her were too familiar. Maybe this was a sickening nightmare. This was Ianto, the spitting image of the man. Deep breathe Jack, play it cool, she thought to herself.

"Have we met before?"

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[ℐ] - he always felt strange when he just randomly touched someone, but for the sake of not being responsible for someone breaking a bone - it was worth a little weirdness, right? Right.          managing a shy but still sweet smile, he made sure she was steady before dropping his hands and moving to push them back into the pockets of his coat, he couldn't let her take the blame for his mistake - he was the one who turned the corner when walking at a faster-than-normal speed. ;                   ❝No, no. Entirely my fault, miss.                      I was walking way too fast and                      sped around the corner -.. I'm                      making it sound like an auto-                      mobile wreck; aren't I?❞

Raine had been out simply to be out. Her cats were at home, her baking was done, she’d dropped off the donation to the soup kitchen-but it was still early.

So she walked around, letting her mind wander a little-until she ran into someone. She stumbled a little, tensing almost on instinct when she felt his hands on her, steadying her and keeping her from falling-an instinctive reaction, nothing more.

She manages a slight smile, scrambling with her reply.

"It’s alright, I’m fine. It was my fault, I wasn’t paying attention at all."

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❝That's-❞ [ℐ] - he won't bother getting upset over the way that Jack just dismisses it with a simple word - Ianto doesn't want understanding, he wants anger. He wants Jack to get mad and yell at him, or get upset or something! Anything other than this calm, annoyingly normal way of just pushing it away and Ianto is almost ready to just walk back out and mutter something about making a mistake by coming back here, but then his eyes catch movement and he glances to Jack - watching as the immortal pulls the chain from the cover of his shirt.                blue eyes land on the gold band, and the explanation has him forgetting any anger, any disappointment and.. annoyance - and he can't stop himself anymore, his hand moves to the other mans collar and he grips it tightly; pulling him as he leans slightly - pressing a gentle kiss to his husbands lips. And just hoping that the elder male doesn't see the tears building in the welshman's eyes, they're not of sadness - joy perhaps is too cliche, he is happy - happy that Jack deemed him worthy enough to wait for, didn't move on with someone else despite the rumors that Ianto had heard. -

                               ❝Cliche? Kinda.                                   Sweet? Yes.                                   I don't care if                                   it's cliche.. I                                   love you even                                   more for it.❞

      Jack listens to the Welshman with intent focus though, with each passing word, rage shoots through his veins. He understood why Ianto left, but that didn’t mean he liked the reason why - or that he properly accepted it. Blue eyes roll to a close and broad shoulders sink forward. The immortal was unsure why he’d suddenly been overcome with sadness. Perhaps it was the lack of his husband, or the fact that his husband left because of him.

                              ❝Understandable.❞

      And that’s all Jack can say— it’s terrible, he knows. What else was he supposed to do? Defend himself? He had been in the wrong and they both knew it. Still trembling fingers reach past the collar of his white undershirt to fish out the chain around his neck — metal clicking against mettle. Attached to the chain are two dog tags, both Jack’s, and a golden band.

                                                ❝I moved it so it was closer                                                 to my heart. Cliche, I                                                  know.❞

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[ I'll be heading offline. Forgive me. Everyone is drafts. ]

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❝..Of course I would.❞             [ℐ] - That shouldn't even be a serious question from Jack, he can't hold back the huff as the hands dropped from his face and he takes a small step forward; hesitant hands moving towards Jack - he still wants to hug him, to just cling to him as tight as he can but he thinks better of it, hands dropping to clutch each other, wringing together against his stomach.                   His thumb spinning his wedding ring around his finger and his teeth bite into the flesh of his lower lip, he knows he needs to explain, he needs to tell Jack why he took off, why he didn't call or e-mail or anything in his absence.                ❝I needed to be by myself, for a while.                   I needed to think, I love you, I do;                   don't ever think I don't. I love you                   more than I've ever loved anyone.                   Even more than I loved Lisa.                   I just needed to be alone for a bit.                   I had to think.. I had to.. I needed                   to know if you'd even miss me..                   I know it was selfish and immature,                   but for the last few months of our                   marriage, things got bad; we barely                   spoke.. I.. for lack of better words,                   I felt unneeded, unappreciated..                                             u n w a n t e d..❞       Looking down to his hand, finger still spinning the ring as he speaks, he has to make sure that Jack knows his intentions were never wrong; were never so he could just be rid of his husband and live it up somewhere.                         ❝This ring.. has never left my finger.                            The whole time I was gone, I was                            more than faithful to you, Jack. I..                            I never even looked at anyone else.❞

        Tears prick the back of blue eyes and calloused fingers form to the shape of a strong jaw; it was real - Ianto was there. Jack sucks in a quiet breath and drops his hands from his husband’s face, shoving them into his pockets.

                        ❝If I said I had been dreaming                         about you, and still do,would you                         believe me?❞

                                       It was an honest question. Jack had waited nine months for Ianto. N i n e. He’d stayed faithful to his marriage, or what was left of it, in hopes he’d find Ianto again one day. The immortal was mildly upset now that the Welshman was here. Why had he gone without saying something? Was it something that Jack had done? There were so many questions Jack needed to be answered. 

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[ℐ] - perhaps if he'd let anyone know of his absence, it should have been Jack - his own husband. Well, would it be 'estranged' now? Or were they supposed to just settle back into their rhythm of day in, day out semi-happiness and Ianto knocking Jack with whatever objects were close enough when his flirting got a little too much?                 He hadn't left because of lack of love for Jack, no; he was still full of that - overflowing even. He just never.. felt appreciated. He went from 'Torchwood's Teaboy', to 'Jack's Lover', to 'Jack's husband' to 'Jack's housekeeper and personal Teaboy', so to be honest - it was a complete circle.            Never feeling like Jack wanted him for anything more than sex and to fetch his tea and his coffee and anything else he needed.                        ❝You say that like it's a dream.                            and to that, I say - you better                            be dreaming about me, and no-one else.❞        Perhaps it's a touch too soon for joking, but he can't help it, the situation is awkward and strange and he wants nothing more than to throw himself into Jack's arms and kiss him, but he's unsure of how that would turn out - and the fear that Jack may no longer love him the way that he once did ; well that thought has Ianto's hands shaking slightly.

      The accent is familiar and it a dull warmth spreads across his chest; how the sun feels when it touches your skin for the first time after you step out the shade — the warmth of breath as lips hover over your own.

                                        It was a feeling only the sound of Ianto’s voice brings him.

          ‘Don’t buy into it, Jack. He’s not really there.’ Jack is silent for a while and all he could do was stare; was that really him? After all this time. Heavy feet drag against the floor and carry him to the Welshman. Trembling fingers reach, but hesitate. This couldn’t be happening.

                                         ❝ — Ianto? ❞

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               ❝Um.. I'm not quite sure.                   Perhaps my name would help you place me?❞ [ℐ] - she's familiar to him as well, but when it comes down to it, Ianto has seen so many people in his life that at this point nearly everyone looks familiar to him in some way or another.                            ❝I'm Ianto Jones.❞

"No… that’s I sorry, I too wasn’t watching where I was going and I’m fine." She smiled and looked at him "Hey… I know you from somewhere… But from where?"

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+ purgatorydancer, themasterinthetardis, jackieharknessie

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         [ℐ] - he's become momentarily distracted by the water tower - his stomach in knots. He's got two choices here; he can walk away and go back to his life of solitude and isolation and just hoping it's not found where he's staying; or he can go in and go back to the life he's knows for the past so many years of his life.                            the life that's killed him once before.                       the first step backwards is something unexpected, his body acting without his permission, until he joins in, turning around to walk away and bumping into someone head-on.                  ❝Oh, goodness. I'm sorry.                         I didn't see you there.❞

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+ themanwhocantdie, itsnotflirting

[ℐ] - for a moment, there's a pause from Ianto; as he's sure he'll get some sort of chiding for his sudden disappearance so long ago. He had left without a word after all; he wasn't expecting to just come back and have everything hunky dory and alright.                  everyone he'd known before probably thought he was dead, again. So of course he wouldn't really be surprised, should someone be angered with his sudden disappearance.. He did have a habit of that it seemed. Disappearing without word and leaving people wondering what'd happened to him.              and he clears his throat, adjusting his tie for a second and moving his hand up to scratch the back of his neck and give a hesitant smile.                    ❝So..                       I'm back.                       for good this time, I think..❞

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+ cupcakesanddeath, uggbootsprosecutor, obliviouspond, sarinaprime, pinkxandxyellow, ablondeinunionjack

[ℐ] - it's really not all that often that Ianto gets out, of the office or otherwise, staying indoors is a common thing for the Welshman. You could ask anyone who knew him well enough - and they'd certainly tell you so. It's a problem to be honest, he only leaves when he has to make a run for his boss and then it's straight there and back with no stops or words uttered on the way. And he's the type of guy who orders things to his home, instead of having to get out.               so why is he out today? Because for once it's not raining and he can actually enjoy the weather - it's early, barely anyone is out this time of the morning. Thank the Lord.                          Well, at least that's what he thought until he turned the corner and bumped into a young woman, blue eyes blinking quickly as his hands moved quickly to catch her and steady her; unsure if she was really about to fall but he didn't want to be responsible for it if she did.                   ❝I'm so sorry, miss. Are you alright?                      Entirely my fault, wasn't watching                      where I was going. I was.. thinking.❞

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