Title: I Missed You
Status: COMPLETE
Fandom: Torchwood.
Rating: Teen (Mild Swearing)
Pairing: Jack/Ianto.
Summary: AUEvery year, Jack Harkness' parents always throw a Christmas party, but this year a friend of his father's has just moved back from North Wales to the South, and Jack hasn't seen his old best friend in 10 years.
Spoilers: One teensy weensy spoiler for 2x12 and characters from 2x05 and 3x01/p
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters all the rights belong to the BBC and the RTD (eugh can't stand him). Well except 3 characters are my own.
A/N: This is in response to bookwrm89's Christmas fic challenge, it's also my first fanfic ever, so concrit would be appreciated :D
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Chapter 1:
"Jack! Your mother wants to speak with you," a voice drifted through the teenager's room.
Jack rolled over in bed and groaned, opening his eyes but quickly shutting them again when the sun from his window shone in his eyes. "Great, I forgot to close them last night," the boy mumbled to himself. "I'll be down in a minute," he shouted to his father just outside his door.
"Okay, well hurry up your mother is very stressed at the moment," his father, Franklin, said before walking off away from his room.
Jack sighed and brought his hand up to his eyes to wipe the sleep away, then pushed the duvet off himself and got out of bed. The teenager walked round his bed, passing the door and over to his wardrobe and chest of drawers and started hunting for some clothes. Jack pulled out a pair of boxers and socks from his chest of drawers, and quickly took his t-shirt and boxers off from the night before, and slipped the fresh ones on. Walking over to his wardrobe, he opened it and pulled out a light blue t-shirt, that according to his friend Tosh was the exact same shade as his eyes, and a pair of dark faded jeans and put those on, along with a pair of his white high-top converses.
Then Jack went into his en-suite bathroom to freshen up and brush his teeth. After, the 17 year old, walked out of his room and down the long corridor and opened the door out on to the stone steps that let down to the massive living room, that held three comfy sofas over by the fireplace and pillars all around the room between each floor-to-ceiling window, and over on the opposite side was the front door which was made of lovely dark brown oak. He then ran down the steps over to his mother pacing by the fireplace, "Mum, you wanted to see me", he said as he slowed down to a walk as he reached her.
"Ah Jack. Well as you know we always have a Christmas party a few days before the day," Adalyn, his mother replied. Jack nodded in confirmation. "Well this year it's going to be fancy dress, and an old friend of your father's is coming, as he's moved back down from the North, Kian Jones. It's been years since we've seen him and his family last, you might remember his son Ianto, and you used to play together out in the garden when you were small before they moved 10 years ago."
Jack nodded again, thinking back, and remembering the young dark haired boy with blue eyes and a button nose. "Yeah, Ianto, he was my best friend," the teenager said thinking sadly.
"Well, they've just moved next door, so they're closer than before, and Kian got a job at your father's work. Ianto also got a place at your sixth form, so after Christmas you'll be able to show him around and things," his mother replied, smiling.
Jack grinned, "Yeah that'll be great, I can't wait until the party now."
"Oh and Jack," his mother said as she stopped from walking over to the kitchen, "they're going to be coming over in an hour, so I'm going to sort out dinner."
Then teenager watched his mother's retreating back before grinning widely, he couldn't wait until he could see Ianto again, and it's been too long. Jack went over to the middle sofa, and sat down, picking up the remote and turning the TV on which was above the fireplace, and switching over to ITV1 where Back to the Future was just starting. The teenager sprawled over the sofa on his side, with his right arm behind his head cushioning it and his left arm balancing it.
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There was a knock at the door and Jack turned his head as his mother rushed past to answer it. Jack sat up on the sofa and put the TV on mute before turning around and watching the door.
Adalyn reached the door and opened it to find Kian, Catrin, Ianto and Rhiannon standing on the doorstep. She reached forward and gave Kian and Catrin both a hug, "Oh it's been too long. Come in, come in," she said as she ushered them in.
"Wow, this place is bigger than I remember," Kian exclaimed before looking over at Jack sat on the sofa seemingly frozen. "Hello Jack, my haven't you grown."
Jack sat there frozen to the spot staring at Ianto in his red t-shirt, black jeans and red converse. "Wow, he's gorgeous. He's grown up so much," Jack thought, and then he seemed to snap out of it, and got up off the sofa and walked over to the Jones family greeting them. "Hey everyone, it's good to see you," Jack greeted, while smiling his megawatt grin.
"It's good to see you too Jack," Catrin smiled.
"Well, Kian, Catrin, come with me into the kitchen and you can tell me all about how it was up in North Wales," Adalyn said, as she walked off to the other side of the room, going through the kitchen door with the two adults following her.
"Hey Jack," Rhiannon smiled and stepped forward to hug him, she was two years older than Jack and Ianto.
The teenager wrapped his arms round her and squeezed her tight, "Hey Rhi, you can go and watch the TV if you want, it's only Back to the Future, so you can turn it over if you want to."
"Thanks Jack," she replied as she let go and wandered off and sat on the sofa turning it off.
Jack turned back to Ianto who seemed to be looking at the floor nervously. "Hey Ianto," Jack said softly, causing Ianto to look up at him. "It's been far too long, huh?"
Ianto laughed softly, nervously, "Yeah, definitely too long."
Jack noticed that he seemed to be shuffling nervously. He made the decision, and stepped forward and wrapped his arms round the other boy. Ianto seemed to fall into the embrace clutching Jack.
"God I missed you so much Jack," Ianto said his voice emotional.
Jack rubbed his hands up and down Ianto's back soothingly. "Tell me about it," Jack quipped, his own voice emotional, burying his face in Ianto's shoulder.
They were both far enough away that Rhiannon couldn't hear them, and she was too enraptured in Back to the Future to notice anyway. Rhiannon laughing at something on the screen made the boys come back to reality, stepping out of the embrace, but Jack kept a hold of Ianto's hand, and when Ianto didn't take his hand back, Jack hoped that was a good sign. "Come on Ianto, let's go and sit down," Jack said, tugging Ianto along over to the sofa to Rhiannon's right, but dropping his hand when they got near her. Jack sat down on the right hand side and gestured for Ianto to sit next to him, when Ianto did so; Jack put his arm over the back of the sofa and let it stay there behind Ianto's head.
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An hour later, Adalyn came back into the front room, to tell the children dinner was ready, and noticed Jack and Ianto were asleep on the sofa with its back to the window and Rhiannon watching them with a small smile on her face. Jack was sat on the right side with his legs stretched out on the floor, and Ianto was leaning into Jack's side and had his head on Jack's shoulder with Jack's arm wrapped around him.
Rhiannon looked up when Adalyn came in and she whispered, "Aren't they adorable? Ianto really has missed him," she said with a sigh.
"Jack has too, I think, every time I mentioned any of you, he would always get this wistful look on his face," Adalyn whispered back. "Anyway, it's time for dinner. Let's leave them there like that; I'm sure they'll get up when they're hungry."
Rhiannon nodded and followed Adalyn into the kitchen, closing the door softly as she did so.
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Ten minutes later, Jack began to stir, and felt someone warm leaning against him. He opened his eyes and looked down at Ianto with a smile on his face. With the arm still around Ianto's shoulder, he began to stroke Ianto's arm and neck softly. "I wonder if he likes me the way I like him," Jack thought with a sigh, "Maybe he doesn't swing that way."
"Shit, he's coming around," Jack thought, "Okay, pretend to be asleep just in case he gets embarrassed or something." Jack closed his eyes again and rested his head against the back of the sofa just as Ianto started moving.
Ianto slowly opened his eyes and looked around trying to figure out where he was. He looked to his left when he noticed someone's arm around him, and recognised Jack. "Jack?" he thought. Then it all came rushing back. He panicked slightly and made sure Jack was still asleep, when he figured he was, he slowly got up, moving Jack's arm from his shoulder and gently shook Jack awake. "Jack. Jack, I think the food's ready, I can smell it and Rhiannon's not in here anymore."
Jack pretended to stir and opened his eyes looking at Ianto, "Ok, let's go," he smiled. When Ianto moved away Jack showed the pain on his face for just one second. "I don't think he does like me that way, he got up too quickly, hopefully he doesn't realise I like him that way," Jack thought with a stab of pain. As Ianto got to the kitchen door and walked through, Jack plasted a fake smile on his face that hopefully no-one would notice.
"Oh there you two boys are," Adalyn said with a smile from where she sat at the dining table. She stood up and took Ianto and Jack's dinners and put them in the microwave to heat up, then sat back down, finishing her steak and chips.
Jack and Ianto both sat down in the only two spaces available and poured themselves a glass of Pepsi each, which Adalyn had put on the table. When the microwave beeped telling them it was finished, Jack got up and fetched their dinners out the microwave and placed their food on the table, after sitting down, Jack put tomato ketchup on his plate while Ianto put salt and vinegar on his chips, then they swapped the ketchup for the salt and vinegar. Everyone was talking amongst themselves while eating, and Jack joined in on their chatting, while Ianto preferred to eat quietly.
"So Ianto," Franklin said, "what are you planning to do for Sixth Form?"
Ianto swallowed his mouthful, and had a sip of Pepsi before replying, "I'm taking the Creative and Media Diploma, Chemistry and English Literature."
"Wow, looks like you're going to be in one of Jack's classes then. He's doing the Creative and Media Diploma, Physical Education and History," Franklin exclaimed while grinning.
Jack who had overheard the conversation turned to Ianto and grinned, "Yes! This is going to be totally awesome Ianto."
Ianto smiled softly, "At least I'll know one person, and you can help me catch up."
"You bet," Jack replied, giving Ianto a one-armed hug. "I really can't wait until the party on Saturday."
"Yeah, me neither. I can't wait. Have you chosen your costume yet Jack?" Ianto asked.
"Nah, not yet. I only got told it was fancy dress today, 3 days to choose an outfit, that's going to be a nightmare," Jack exclaimed. "What about you Ianto? Have you chosen one?"
"Yeah, it's gonna be great," Ianto replied while grinning.
"Ooo, I can't wait to see that," Jack exclaimed with a wink and a grin.
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"Right, kids. We're gonna go home now," Kian said. Everyone was sat on the sofas with Jack on the floor sitting by Ianto. "It's getting late. It was good to see you three again, I had a lovely night."
"It was no problem at all, and it was great to see you too," Franklin replied, as everyone got up and walked to the door except Jack and Ianto.
"It really was nice to see you again Ianto," Jack said softly while smiling, "I'll see you on Saturday at the party."
Ianto stood up and gave Jack his hand, to pull him up too. When they were both standing, Ianto pulled Jack into a hug, "I'll see you on Saturday Jack," Ianto whispered in his ear before following his family out the door.
Jack didn't realise that the door had closed; he just stood there thinking back to that hug. "Wow, Ianto's voice really does send shivers down my spine, and the way he said that... Nah maybe I'm just reading too much into it. Wishful thinking that's what it is," Jack thought with a sigh.
