AN: Here's a nice Janto one-shot for you all whilst I work on the next chapters to "No More Secrets". Read and review please :) Thanks everyone x
Jack had said he could never fall in love again.
It was warm in Jack's bunk. He and Ianto were comfortably led on his tiny bed, barely room for Jack, certainly not designed for two, but somehow they made it comfortable. Jack kissed Ianto's forehead as sleep began to take him away. Ianto rolled effortlessly onto his side, his arm resting comfortably across Jack's body, his face nestled close to Jack's arm, his eyelashes tickling his shoulder, his lips brushing his skin as he spoke. "Love you Jack" he whispered as sleep consumed him, his body sated. Jack's eyes shot open and he glanced down at the perfectly still and resting Welshman. It was the first time Ianto had spoken those words, and Jack feared it wouldn't be the last.
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Jack grinned as Ianto placed his mug on the coaster on his desk, steaming gently, a scent of fresh coffee filling his office. "Ianto Jones you are a god send." He said putting his hands behind his head and leaning back in his chair, admiring the man before him. Ianto smiled. "Harassment sir." He warned playfully. "I never did understand your definition of harassment." Jack commented. "There's a fine line sir, and you cross it frequently." Ianto teased. "And you love it." Jack smirked. "More than you'll ever know." Ianto said his voice turning serious as he stared intently into Jack's eyes before turning on his heel and walking out of his office. Jack's smirk faded slowly as he realised exactly what Ianto was saying, without saying the actual words. Then he couldn't help but smile softly. He couldn't help but like it.
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Ianto walked in to his lounge, smiling as he found Jack sat on his sofa watching mindless television, seemingly contented by the stupidity and simplicity of children's cartoons. It was early Sunday morning and once again Jack had stayed over. "Here." Ianto said passing Jack a cup of coffee before slipping onto the sofa beside his lover. Ianto placed his cup of coffee on the table before pulling Jack towards him, letting the older man rest in his arms, back pressed firmly against his chest, Ianto kissed the side of his head as Jack's eyes remained transfixed by the television. "I love Sundays." Jack said as he muted the television as the show ended. "I love you on Sundays." Ianto said softly as he nestled his head into Jack's neck, taking in the scent of the older man, nuzzling him softly, licking and nipping the skin carefully. Jack grinned.
Jack had said he could never fall in love again.
Then again, you should never say never.
"I love you too Ianto."