Well everyone, here's the second part of my 'A Little Something From Maths'. I hope you enjoy it! God I hate colds!
After periodically checking his watch every hour, on the hour Ianto now left the sanctuary of the Archives at half-past six, after the others had left, and proceeded over to the kitchenette. He set about making both himself and Jack a cup of his famously, delicious coffee, thinking about how he was going to explain to Jack why he was giving him the cold shoulder.
After the coffee was ready Ianto placed the two cups on his silver tray and traipsed up to Jack's office, as silently as ever.
Knocking on the open door Ianto waited until Jack looked up from his computer screen before entering the office. "Coffee Sir?" he asked, his voice polite and measured.
"Thank-you Yan. Sit down please and you can't tell me that you were only delivery me my coffee as you've brought your drink. So sit" Jack said, his voice serious as he took his cup off the silver tray, which Ianto placed on the desk, his own beverage still upon it.
"Jack. I wanted to tell you this first okay? I'm sorry for the way I've been acting today and I'm sorry if you thought you were the cause – which you're not – or not directly at least" Ianto babbled, tugging his shirt cuffs and twisting the little buttons on them. His icy-blue eyes begged Jack to accept his apologies.
"Apologies accepted Yan. But what do you mean I'm not directly to blame? Technically it would still be my fault that you were in a mood, wouldn't it?" Jack asked Ianto, his voice quiet and trying not to betray how hurt, upset and confused he was.
Ianto fidgeted slightly in the seat he was in, shifting his weight from one arse-cheek to the other constantly, until Jack looked at him pointedly.
Jack expected an answer from Ianto and soon! Taking a deep breath Ianto tried to explain what was wrong. "You haven't done anything wrong at all! No, it's more so what others think of me being..." Ianto gulped, he was getting nervous "think of me being with a m-man as opposed to a woman"
Ianto looked away from Jack and focused intently on his clasped hands that were resting upon his lap.
"Who thinks this Ianto? You?" Jack's voice was low and full of hurt.
Ianto's head snapped up "Me? God no! It's – it's my family, or what family I have now" Ianto's eyes locked themselves onto Jack's and he held his gaze "I'd choose you over anyone else any day of the week!"
The hurt in Jack's eyes faded a bit and was replaced with a glint of happiness and maybe... love?
Ianto continued to speak, his eyes never looking away from Jack's "I love you cariad and I know I shouldn't care about anyone else's opinions but I can't just ignore them. They always have some sort of effect on me" Ianto's voice had dropped to a whisper and his eyes had tears welling in them, they showed how upset he was that he'd hurt Jack. He hated hurting Jack. "Please cariad, I'm so sorry."
Ianto looked away then and stared at his coffee intently as he tried to stop Jack from seeing the tears rolling down his cheeks.
Jack watched Ianto as he tried to hide his tears from him and sighed. He hated seeing Ianto upset, he'd upset him further and now he had to something to stop him from crying and blaming himself as he always did. Jack stood up and walked around the desk, he stopped in front of Ianto and crouched down. Using his left hand Jack turned Ianto's head so it was facing him. His eyes locked onto Ianto's and he smiled a soft, caring and forgiving smile.
His voice was soft and quiet when he spoke "You've done nothing that warrants forgiving Ianto, I know what people say about us has some sort of effect on you, I'd be surprised if it didn't. You're human not a God that can ignore what mere mortals say. I don't want you feeling bad or guilty Yan, you're not to blame for people's hesitance when it comes to our type of love." Jack leaned forward so that their foreheads were touching and his lips were barely an inch from Ianto's. "But if you want forgiveness, then you already have it and will always have it." He kissed Ianto on the lips and felt Ianto respond after a brief moment, Ianto pushed back as Jack put more passion into the kiss.
After a few minutes of intense kissing Jack broke the kiss and ran his thumb over Ianto's soft and kiss-bruise lips, he smiled sincerely as he looked into Ianto's oceanic-blue eyes. He said softly, his gaze never wavering and his eyes full of a sincere truthfulness, "I love you Ianto Jones and for as long as I may be, I always will."
FIN
Looks like having a cold is good for me, lol! Actually I don't think I like having colds... anyway, I hope you liked it, especially the end – awww, gotta love Janto right? Of course! Tell me what you think if you will, thank-you.
