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"Love?" Ianto stepped aside to let Walter in and the young man headed for the sofa where he slumped with a look of total dejection.
"I just had the worst interview ever" Walter muttered, "She was all over me. Wanted pictures on my lap, wanted a kiss and when I pointed out the fact I don't do that sort of thing she got nasty. Started to complain that I was just a tease. It was horrible. I feel….sort of….icky."
"This the interview set up by the studio for the new season DVD release?" Ianto frowned as he settled and took Walter's hand for a gentle squeeze, "What do you want to do Walty Bum?"
Walter looked at his father with relief, "I just want to exist for a while. Is that OK?"
"Well, the kids are all vampires so if you can handle that I don't see why not. Might be quieter out in Stephen's room though" Ianto said softly as he rubbed the warm hand and then leaned over to kiss the knuckles like he had when Walter was a little boy, the motion something that made Walter's eyes start to fill with tears. He didn't know why he felt like this and he rose, shooting out to the flat where he sank onto Stephen's bed to stare at the ceiling.
People had been there in the room with them. This had happened right there with his own people sitting there talking, chatting with the others and ignoring Walter's discomfort. Walter knew he had said no several times, knew he had voiced his discomfort.
Taddy will fix it.
Walter rolled to his side and soon fell asleep as the familiar warmth of home comforted him.
Inside there was a different kind of warmth called the Ianto Harkness-Jones Slow Burn and believe you me, you did not want to poke that dragon. Not at all. As he strode back and forth on his phone several things happened. The photographer downloaded all his photos from the shoot and by the time he had examined the first one all of them had been snatched through the servers. The CCTV footage from the hotel room also snatched. Some things were harder to get but one should always remember, dragons can travel in a Weyr and right now the pretty Japanese Water Dragon commonly Called Toshiko was also breathing fire as her fingers danced hard enough to almost spark on her keyboard.
Within two hours she had cell phone conversations that were active during the interview, anything overheard by them isolated out and CCTV, all photos, live footage as well as the conversation in the elevator as the woman and her entourage let commenting on Walter's taught butt.
Ianto let the phone drop from his ear and he took a deep cleansing breath before the next call he was about to make.
Ianto called Jack home from the Firehouse.
