Ianto in a coma
All characters belong to RTD and the BBC, if I owned them then Ianto would still be alive and made immortal.
Rating: M/M kissing and major swearing … well its Torchwood isn't it
Spoilers: Slight for series one
Normal text is Ianto's thoughts, Jack's thoughts are in italics, and Owen's are in bold.
Chapter Five – Telling Owen
When I returned in the morning, I found Jack sitting on the steps by Ianto's bedside, sobbing "Ianto, please, don't leave me, don't die, I need you. I…" Still sobbing, Jack never finished his sentence as he heard my footsteps. He looked up at me, and I was astonished as I saw the indomitable Captain Jack Harkness, my boss, the head of Torchwood Three, cry over Ianto Jones, a tea-boy.
As Owen stepped into the Hub, I heard his footsteps and I knew I would have to tell him how I felt about Ianto. He would be wondering why I was crying; I wasn't going to try and hide my tear-stained face. I wasn't ashamed of how I felt about him. Why should I be? He's the hottest man alive. To me, at least. I'm not sure what Owen is going to think about it though – he's as straight as a pin.
I saw then what he felt for Ianto, and I sat and waited patiently as a listening ear as my boss poured out his heart to me. I listened as he told me how he felt about Ianto, how he had felt for quite a long time. And how he regretted not telling him how he felt as soon as he realised. Then he told me what he had felt when we had discovered Lisa; how he had hated him for betraying us, and yet, at y=the same time, how he had felt jealous – if only he could have that much loyalty and care and…love directed towards him. How he had not been able to kill or Retcon him because he wouldn't have been able to stand Ianto dying at his hands, or just being a face in the street that Ianto would never recognise. He had loved him, even then
How, when the rest of us had lain awake at night thinking about how Ianto had betrayed us, he had been there, with Ianto, comforting him, loving him.
I have to admit, I was pretty embarrassed. This was Captain Jack Harkness, for crying out loud. The man who, for so long, had kept his feelings and emotions closed off from the rest of the universe, the man who was everyone's guiding light. Out of all of us, Ianto was the one who knew the most about him. Still, I have to say it, he has to know. He can't keep destroying himself by thinking that Ianto hated him. He must be pretty blind though.
Taking a deep breath, I said "Jack…I'm certain he felt the same way"…