Fire streaked across the sky and the crack of gunpowder rang across the park, and it was nice, for once, to be able to appreciate it. So on this day in honour of the organisation's founder, Torchwood tried to give back to the people of Cardiff and apologise for the rest of the year, when the explosions weren't quite so harmless or purposeful.
Jack leaned back against Ianto and said, "It's surprising, really, how many races don't appreciate the simple beauty of fireworks."
Ianto smiled softly as they gazed heavenwards, wrapped his arms around him, and told Jack that he loved him, the whisper drowned out by the thundering blasts.