17
Ianto was in his Throne Room.
The radio was not on. There was actually no sound at all, not even water running for… ya know… muffling. Peace and quiet. Blissfully silent as Ianto sat on the loo staring out the one way window at the mess of kids playing out in the goat field. So many kids… and children too. Seems they were destined to be buzzing about him like bees to honey.
The gardens were looking sad and he had been going to see to them but now that they were locked down he would have to either germinate from seed or wait to go to a garden center again. Bugger. Mind you, with everything so dormant he could see into the field so clearly.
Kids running… children chasing … goats chasing… dogs trying to stop the goats chasing the children… a fainting goat or two just laying there like dead flies. Yep… another day in paradise.
And the best bit… silence.
Like someone had pushed the mute button and Ianto was content to be in his little space where someone could…
CRACKKKK
"There you are Taddy, I have looked everywhere for you!"
Ianto looked up at his beloved son who had just shouldered the door open with the same style as his father's SWAT team. Ton never mastered the art of knocking and any locked door proved no challenge. No matter how heavy or expensive the lock… Ton would simply… open it with brute force.
"Yes darling?"
"Why are your pants still on? You know it is best to remove them and for Pete's sake… the lid is down. Taddy… are you hiding?" Ton asked as he looked his father up and down.
"I was… recharging" Ianto finally said and Ton gave him the leery eyed look of one who was not sure if smoke was being blown up his arse or not, but it was a bathroom so…. Ton shrugged. Whatever floats your bubbles I guess.
"What can I do for you love?" Ianto sighed, resigned to the fact that his silence was shattered as per usual.
"I need a hug. Angel is busy with the baby, Dad is mowing somewhere and really… I don't' trust anyone else to get it right" the huge twenty four year old dramatically pouted with arms out and eyes closed like he was awaiting for an anointing from Christ or something.
Ianto hugged him.
Sorted.