Title: Tugging At Heartstrings
Characters/Pairings: Ianto, Rhiannon (Sibling!Fic)
Rating/Warnings: PG (allusions to child abuse)
Challenge: tw100 153# Creepy Child
Summary: Rhiannon and Ianto have a connection forged by hardship.
A/N: This builds on my belief that Ianto has some psychic abilities, a fact which I have interwoven, if only briefly, into quite a lot of my writing. In this drabble, Rhiannon is about 8/9, and Ianto is about 5/6.
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Tugging At Heartstrings
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Ianto was sitting by the window again.
Rhiannon looked up from her homework, pen scratching idly against the paper. Her brother's gaze was fixed, pupils blown, face glazed as is if in a trance. She shivered, skin prickling.
"Yan?"
Ianto jumped, almost falling from the sill.
"Stop it, yeah?"
An indignant look spread over his face, bottom lip jutting out petulantly. Rhiannon felt an angry tugging behind her eyes, as if her mind was being prodded. She glared at him until it receded.
The tugging came back again when their father stumbled home. This time, Rhiannon didn't push it away.
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