" And?" He asked when the doctor went out and he marched back inside, no matter how filthily the nurse looked at him.
"Doctor says I can go home. He's going to get my discharge paperwork." Jack was smiling at him when he walked in, not even bothering that the nurse was still in and had done a complete 180 degrees on her mood. He just wished the nurse - and anyone else for that matter - would vanish - in thin air- from the room, so he could be alone with Jack. He blocked out the nurse and didn't see her stern exterior anymore. All that mattered right now was getting Jack out of here.
''Alright, let's get you out of these clothes then.'' He declared and went for the plastic bag. A blush appeared on his face when he thought about what he was going to do.
" I can do it," Jack replied quickly, a bit too quickly. Looking up he could see his cheeks had flushed too, hopefully, they were thinking along the same line. This shouldn't even be a problem, he'd seen Jack half-naked - and even completely make once - a lot of times. He'd even had to help him into a new set of PJ's while he took care of him during his flu. Maybe it had something to do with the fact they'd finally made things official or maybe it was just that it finally dawned on him how much he liked to see Jack naked. To see his naked chest abs staring at him while he imagined doing all kinds of things to him. Yes, that definitely was distracting. Even now he was thinking of Jack's naked body. It might just be that his little morning escapade had left him quite horny.
" I'll just.. uhm… go to the hall." He said and dropped the bag on Jack's lap. He didn't dare face him before he saught his escape by fleeing the room.
It was only a few minutes later, after the doctor had re-entered the room, that all three of them came out. Jack was wheeled out in one of the hospital wheelchairs by the still stern looking nurse, what had happened that got her knickers in a twist? Quietly - and rather quick - they left the hospital and made their way towards his car. Naturally, he helped Jack, carefully, get in.
"Okay, let's go home." He told him with glee when he, finally, sat down in the driver's side. The little sleep and the angst had worn him completely out. He was in desperate need of a nap.
-0O0-
He was still on this kind of love high when they made their way to bed finally that night. Ianto had put some kind of strips across his wound - that bright morning - to replace stitches - for which they would have to ask a nurse to do it when they came to check on him, which might've arisen all kinds of suspicion. It hurt a little and his hand was wrapped in dressings, but he couldn't help but smile at finally reaching his goal. Maybe his mood just got better because Ianto finally decided to keep sleeping at his side. It felt nicer when he was there, next to him but still so far away. Only now they were dating, they were allowed to touch each other and without being weird about it. The covers were turned over as it seemed too hot a night to lie under it. His smile still etched on his face when Ianto finally came out of the bathroom and walked on bare feet towards their bed. He seemed quite sleepy, but even though he could see a smile on his boyfriends face. His arms folded behind his head and his hands clutching the sides of the pillow.
''That's been quite the day,'' Ianto told him with a breathy laugh. There was something twinkling in his eyes when he sat down on the bed. Something like mischief. Within a flash, Ianto went from sitting on the bedside towards sitting - with a mischievous smile on his lips - on his lap, his head hanging above his head.
''I'm so glad I can finally do this,'' Ianto said, staring at his face while beginning to lean forwards. Their lips met and danced the familiar pattern of a steamy kiss. So worth it. His mischievous side crawled out the moment Ianto retreated with a dreamy look on his face. He was still clutching the pillow by then, not even being extra careful about his arm - or leg - which could still be broken, but which he thought had properly healed up a while before he became mortal. He took the pillow firmer in his hands and threw it at him. Ianto was caught off guard for a few seconds, so he took his chance, sat up straighter and threw his arms - the cast included - around his -now- boyfriend. Rather fast he drew them on the mattress together, Ianto lying flat on top of him while laughter rang through the air. He kissed the top of Ianto's head and sniffed his hair, he knew that it looked weird, but there wasn't a care in the world he gave. This was another reason why everything had been completely worth it. On top of that, he could now finally talk to someone about his life without having to spin some lies. And he could finally go on and live his life.
"I still can't believe it, you're really mortal now?" Ianto asked him. Their current position did nothing to make things better, quite the opposite actually. He could feel his cock slowly hardening and so was Ianto's. A blush spread across Ianto's face as he took in the situation happening at the moment. It wasn't really something to be ashamed off, anyone knew about the sexual drive of human beings, but they only just started dating and he didn't want to spoil things by having sex right away.
"Yes…Uhm… I think so… I hope so." He said while he tried to lessen the friction between them. Finally, Ianto got the message and rolled off of his body onto his back.
"Let's talk some more tomorrow, I'm whacked." Ianto tried to say through a yawn. His eyes closed as he lay on his side facing Jack.
" Dream of me," Jack whispered towards him as he too turned on his side, his hands under his head as he started staring at the beauty in front of him.
" Sure."
-0O0-
It was a few days later on an early Saturday morning that he'd started feeling a little off. Jack's body had been healing quite as he'd expected and as their friends had all some surprise news to tell they'd scheduled a 'private' party at their home. His nerves had been working on him ever since he woke up that morning. Ever since that day, they'd been living in their own kind of bubble, nobody knew about their news, but he felt not quite ready to tell another living soul. Not even his sister, who had dropped off the kids for an hour yesterday.
"What time would they come again?" Jack asked from the kitchen. They'd been lying too long on bed and had just awoken from their slumber.
"8"
"Shit. Fuck… ouch." Came from the kitchen. As he'd already been on his way towards there, he didn't rush but kept his own pace. When he arrived only seconds later he found a half-naked Jack applying something cold on his chest and a coffee-stained white shirt on the ground. Secretly he had to laugh about the scene right in front of his eyes, but he kept that for a later time and went to Jack's aid.
"How did you manage to do this now?" The weird thing about Jack was that he always managed to do things that others wouldn't, like tripping over thin air or burning himself on the most difficult places.
"I was just trying to make some coffee." Jack pouted while he got the first aid kit out of the cupboard. His seemingly pristine shirt had the biggest stain on it he'd seen in quite a while, so that had to mean something at the least.
"You know it likes me better, maybe it's another curse, the curse of never being able to make some decent coffee in the presence of the coffee king." A laugh burst out of Jack's throat, it was rather nice to finally see Jack enjoying life as he'd done before the whole curse situation.
"Yes, yes, let's just get this over with, it's actually really painful."
" Oh shut it, just be glad it didn't leave a blister or worse." He said playfully. He shuddered at the thought of having to call an ambulance because Jack had burned himself so badly.
"You're really making a habit of wounding yourself these past couple of days, are you trying to prove something?" He asked quickly afterwards, not leaving any room to let Jack react on his earlier observation. After having cooled it down a bit with a lukewarm cloth, he smeared some anti burning ointment on the spot and went to wash his hands.
"No make better kiss?" Jack pouted from behind him, he could actually imagine his lip turning down and his eyes looking like puppy dog eyes while he wasn't even facing Jack. Right now the sink looked like a much safer place to look at than at Jack as he feared to lose control of his emotions and most of all his hormones, again. He took a steadying breath and faced the music.
"Behave." He warned, turned around, picked up the shirt and kissed the pout off his lips all in one go. A few seconds later Ianto came back when he least expected it. He felt Ianto's body place itself flush against him from behind and an arousing kiss on his neck. He leaned his head back onto Ianto's shoulder and watched the little stubble he could see from closeby. He placed a kiss next to Ianto's mouth, as close as he could get to his lips, and felt him come undone. He could feel Ianto's hardening boner in between his butt cheeks and smirked at his lover.
"That feels good." Jack almost moaned.
"Yeah, well, and how does that feel now?" Ianto said and ran away. He heard the door of the bathroom slam shut and the lock being put in place.
" You bastard! Come back here!" He yelled a little too loud.
" Don't think so, some of us actually have to do something," Ianto said, he could actually hear a chuckle coming from the bathroom just before the shower was turned on. Great, just the picture he needed. When Ianto emerged from the bathroom a few agonisingly long minutes later Jack still had his raging hard-on to deal with, while Ianto looked perfectly fine, like nothing had happened. He rushed towards the table and collected his keys, wallet and the shopping list before he quickly kissed him goodbye and went towards the hallway where he could see him put on his shoes before leaving the house.
-0O0-
Alcohol check. Cola check. Dinner check.
" I'm sorry, you're Ianto right?" A woman who looked vaguely familiar said after tapping him on the shoulder. She stood - with her shopping cart - behind him and had only a few things in it, as he'd noticed after watching backwards to the person who tried to get his attention.
"Uhm yes, should I know you?" Intrigued he looked at her body language, nothing showed him that she had any - angry - intentions to him. Strangers could be quite weird sometimes.
"No, sorry, I'm Lily, I'm the woman who found Jack Harkness. Is he okay?" So she had to be the woman he saw standing in the hallway talking to the police while he walked into the room with Annie.
''Oh, hi, yes he's doing quite alright. No lasting damage, only some broken bones and a fierce headache.'' He told her while he picked some crisps out of the box - not even knowing which flavour he chose - and lay it in his cart.
''And… Uhm… how about you guys?''
''What about us?'' He asked, confused, it didn't really make sense what she was asking.
''Well… He was whispering your name before he went out, so I figured.''
''Oh did he? Oh.'' The words left his lips on accident as he was quite shocked about that.
''Yeah. So I thought you guys where, you know, a couple.'' Her cheeks began to flush and her hands gripped the shopping cart tighter.
''Well, yeah, it's just really new, so I don't really want to shout off the roofs yet. If you understand what I mean.'' Her cheeks changed back to its normal blank colour and her hands relaxed. There was something wrong, he only couldn't really point the finger to what exactly.
''I'll let you go along now, congratulations… and take care of each other. Oh and tell Jack to enjoy life while he can.''
''Will do.''
A/N: I hope you like it and please leave a review
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