Smoke Gets In Your Eyes

by Your Angel of Music

Ianto has always been good at reading people, but there's something about Jack that he just can't see. Sometimes, the denser the smoke, the brighter the fire than burns beneath. A Ianto-Centric drabble using the prompt "smoke". Jack/Ianto.

Title: Smoke Gets In Your Eyes
Rating: G
Characters/Pairings: Ianto, Jack, Jack/Ianto
Summary: There's something about Jack that Ianto just can't see.
A/N: Written for the tw100 LiveJournal Community challenge #149: smoke. Inspired by the Platters song of the same name.

Smoke Gets In Your Eyes

Oh, when your heart's on fire
You must realize
Smoke gets in your eyes

Ianto was good at reading people.

Every person had ticks, tells, ways of exposing something inner without even realising it themselves. All you had to do was learn the language, and Ianto's linguistic proficiency was legendary.

Jack, however, was a vernacular he just couldn't master.

He'd tried, of course; noting, observing, deciphering, even reaching forward mentally (employing that psychic training) to rake away at the leaves blocking his path.

There were flames beneath that haze. And, he soon realized, the denser the smoke, the brighter the fire that burned.

It would clear itself, in time. Ianto would wait to see.