Stimulus: Don't
Spoilers: COE (AAAAAARRRRRGGHHHHH)
POV: Ianto
Dedication: Ally :) She's my favourite stalkee xxxx
Disclaimer: I do not own Torchwood. I do, however, own this drabble, even if I didn't want to. Sob.
AN: Have you seen the news? Flood warnings across Britain, it says. That's just me. Why? Because I watched COE again and am busy crying my eyes out. Sniff… Got your tissues? Good. Some really angsty stuff coming up (and I don't just mean this chapter.) Don't worry – I'll balance it out with a big dollop of fluff/crack when I've stopped being weirdly depressive in my ff life… help! I think coffee has melted my fluff brain!
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Don't what?
Don't die?
Don't try to talk?
Don't say goodbye, even though this is the last chance?
Don't leave you?
Don't you want me to realise that you didn't love me, too?
Don't what?
Don't say I loved you? Don't you know I did? Don't you want me to say it? Don't let me go without an answer… Jack?
Jack?