Stimulus: Kiss?
Spoilers: Cyberwoman (hands up who cried? ME!!! )
POV: Ianto's
Dedication: Russell T Davies (I hate you), for writing a rather thrilling first on-screen kiss for Ianto and Jack and inspired so many other teens to go 'EEEEEEEEEEEEEEPP!'
Disclaimer: I do not own Torchwood. Sometimes I think RTD is doing a better job than I ever could… but then I take the pills and everything is ok again :)
AN: Love you all. You rock. Yes, I'm tired and emotional but I LOVE YOU! Wanted to write an April Fools fic, but I couldn't think of anything funny enough so I thought I'd stick to angst. Lmao, I told captain-ally I was pregnant! Poor gullible fool, she fell for it. LOVE YOU!
-x-
He gasps awake to find his boss' lips on his.
Kissing him.
And the feeling is so familiar, it's unfamiliar. That scary warmth tingling in his chest that he doesn't really know how to deal with – like a teenage boy experiencing his first kiss. A thousand hurriedly silenced fireworks explode in his oddly guilt free stomach.
He gasps again when the lips are removed.
Shushing him.
And the loss is so painfully shocking – shockingly painful – it carves away at the part of his heart devoted to Lisa and replaces it with God knows what.
He gasps once more when the lips form a quickly stifled smile.
Happy?
And the warmth he was feeling multiplies tenfold, gathering to fight the raging war of happy versus Lisa in his gut. One side tells him to run – run from this man who turns people into monsters and back again with the blink of an eyelid. The other is telling him that it never was just a part-time shag, was it? You told yourself it was for the job. For Lisa. It wasn't. You knew that. You know everything.
And that's why he runs away when Lisa's pain beckons and moulds to his own.
Calling him. Scaring him.
What scares him the most is that he can't make out who he wants to run to the most, and who he's running away from.