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Stephen crowed as he lovingly stroked the set of books, "I can't believe you got me the whole set! This is awesome!"
Jack had no idea what the series was but could tell Ianto had pulled a blinder as he smiled softly at their oldest child.
Walter had been pleased with his Star Wars Lego and Babbit was overly excited about the camping gear. Tonny loved the new toys, but decided the wrapping and boxes were just as good.
There was a moment of calm as Jack slipped away for the final present that he had kept under his bed last place Ianto would look.
"Cariad?" Ianto said with surprise as he recognised the shape of the parcel.
Jack placed in on Ianto' lap and watched anxiously as Ianto unwrapped it, uncharacteristically ripping the paper instead of popping the tape.
He ran his hands over the case and made a small noise, then opened t.
He removed the guitar and gasped as he ran his fingers over the carved frontage.
"Do you like it?" Jack asked softly, anxious now.
"Oh Jack, it's beautiful!" Ianto sighed as he smelt the wood.
"Can I smell too?" Babbit demanded, leaning in to smell.
Ianto settled and started to tune it by ear, remembering the guitar Lisa had brought him their first Christmas together, lost in the fire.
He began to sing.
Wooden Heart by Elvis, a favourite of hers and Walter's head shot up as he recognized the song, joining in. Taddy used to sing it to him hen he was small.
Jack was transfixed as Ianto's voice gained timbre and melody.
He was the beautiful thing in the room.
Walter was enamoured, his hands clasped against his chest as he sang along and Stephen closed his eyes as he enjoyed his Taddy's lovely deep voice.
Ianto stopped singing, overcome with the gift and Jack fond himself holding Ianto as he clung to him, the guitar stolen by Walter who was examining it.
"Can I learn?"
"Me too?" Stephen asked.
"Boring, I want drums!" Babbit snarked and Ianto snorted into Jack's embrace.
"We might see about lessons" Jack agreed as he patted himself on the back.
Walter had wandered off and returned with another present, one he shoved at Jack.
"This is for both of you, from all of us"
Jack looked at the picture of his family, playing in the snow and knew it was the best one yet. Walter had taken it from Jack's office, a timer on the camera so he was in shot too.
Kid had an eye for this.
Jack was glad that they had got him that camera for his birthday now.
