Torchwood prompt table stories

by gone4good22

The spoilers range so always read the tops. lengths range and all will revolve around Jack Harkness and Ianto Jones so be prepared to cry. Also, prompts will be posted out of order, and in accordance to when they were completed.

1. Prompt 1 Serenity

Fandom: Torchwood

Pairing: Jack/Ianto

Rating: PG-13

Warnings: Major spoilers for Torchwood Children of Earth Day 4 and blatant ignoring of a major plot development, which makes this a major Denial!Fic.

Table 8 prompt 1: Serenity.

As Jack watched Ianto sleep, he reflected on what had led them to this point in their relationship. And yes, they were a couple, thank-you-very-much, so this, between them, was a relationship. The 456 had nearly taken away what Jack treasured above all, well maybe all but Earth itself. If he hadn't had the terrible feeling that if Ianto went in with him, Ianto would not come out alive and would be another one of the nameless bodies laying of the floor of Thames House in London.

Of course, leaving Ianto behind with Gwen had truly pissed the Welshman off to no end. Until, of course, he saw Jack die and what happened to those left in the building when the virus was released. Ianto was still royally pissed but he was beginning to understand that Jack loved him and was just trying to protect him, in his own way.

This had led to a major fight over Jack being a hero and not understanding that the team could take care of themselves and Ianto shouting, at he top of his lungs, that he couldn't lose Jack again without being there because, in Ianto's words, 'DAMNIT JACK I LOVE YOU, YOU BLOODY IDIOT!' Then, the two of them being who they were, they had lots of hot makeup sex; Jack's way of saying 'I love you, too.'

Which led to Jack watching as Ianto slept soundly. His face was relaxed and he seemed, to Jack, to radiate a sense of calm that Jack had long associated with serenity. He, himself, had long ago lost the ability to sleep the whole night through and was content to hold Ianto as he slept on, peaceful and relaxed; serene in his beauty, compassion, and understanding and, most defiantly, in sleep. The peace would only last for so long before it all went to hell in a hand basket again, but for now, Jack would watch as Ianto slept.

Jack started slightly as a sleepy fist connected with his chest, jerking him out of his contemplative and slightly depressing thoughts.

"What was that for?" Jack whined softly so as not to wake Ianto fully.

"Stop thinking Jack. Go to sleep. You, of all people, need it." Ianto murmured sleepily.

"Ok, ok. I'll sleep, promise. Go back to sleep, Ianto" Jack responded softly, stroking the young, and he was so damn young, man's back.

"M'kay." Ianto mumbled as he drifted back off to sleep.

Jack could feel the way sleep had started to pull him into it's clutches as well. He smiled softly, this feeling wrapping itself around him was the ultimate feeling of peace; serenity was close at hand as he and Ianto curled around each other and slept soundly for the first time in a long time.