Title: Tattoos.
Summary: Ianto wants to know what's on Jack's back...
Warnings: slash, spoilers through season 2, kinda selfharm...
Pairings:Jack/Ianto,
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Tattoos.
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"What's that?" Ianto asked, a frown on his face as he traced the fading ink on Jack's shoulder-blade. Jack turned his head to look and gave a sigh, he'd thought they would have disappeared by now, which was the only reason he'd let Ianto remove his shirt.
"They're tattoos." Jack said quietly, pulling away from Ianto and wrapping his arms around himself.
"Well I can see that." Ianto snapped, "Why would you get tattoos? They always fade which makes them pointless. Why would you put yourself through that pain?" He sounded angry and Jack flinched. "Jack?"
"I... Did you read them?"
"They're too faded... It's words though... Two words." Ianto said.
Jack nodded, "Names... Tosh and Owen."
Ianto gasped, "Oh Jack... But why? It's not like it sticks, you've been in pain for no reason." The welshman whispered.
Jack sighed, "I always do it... When people die... It's just a thing... The pain helps with, with coping, and for a brief while I feel at peace. They always die because of me, because I can't save them..." Jack said quietly, tears sparkling in his eyes.
"Oh you idiot." Ianto breathed, torn between hugging Jack and slapping him.
Jack bit at his lip, "Ianto please, I need this... It's something I have to do, something I've done for a while, don't try and talk me out of it. Please." Jack begged.
Ianto wrinkled his nose, "Fine, just promise me you'll let me go with you to get them for as long as I can... And never, ever get a tattoo of my name... Ever." He begged.
"I promise." Jack whispered, drawing Ianto close and kissing him gently, "Thank you for... well for understanding." Ianto simply smiled and ran his hand up Jack's back, tracing over the tattoos there.
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