It's 2015, guys! I meant to post this yesturday (last year), but I got carried away in the festivities. Happy New Year, and I hope that everyone has a great one!
They had left Owen and Tosh under the mistletoe and had half-walked, half-danced up to the roof of the Millennium Center. Jack put his arms around Ianto and they looked at the city. Little lights on the ground beneath the men were brighter than the faraway stars.
"Its going to be a good year, isn't it?" Jack whispered in Ianto's ear.
"That depends," Ianto replied, as Jack nibbled lightly on him.
"On what?" Jack wondered.
"The aliens," Ianto deadpanned.
"Where?" Jack got distracted from Ianto's neck to look at the sky in panic.
"Potential aliens," Ianto corrected himself with a light chuckle.
"Thanks for that, Ianto," Jack frowned.
"Sorry," Ianto smiled at Jack, earning himself a light kiss on the lips.
"It's a nice start to the year," Jack commented, drawing back from Ianto.
"Let's hope the rest is just as good," Ianto replied.
"I think it will be," Jack resumed his kissing as, somewhere, the clock struck twelve and fireworks exploded.