Written for Torchwood Fest, Day Twelve: "Collaborate with someone"
Torchwood has a special place in my heart and I'm glad I could participate in this Festival to show how much I love this show. It was great to see everyone's participations, and I have yet to read most of the fics! I hope you enjoyed this as much as I did!
Happy 10th birthday Torchwood!
Day Twelve - Collaboration
[Plume-now drew this (on tumblr) " yumenofude dot tumblr dot com/ post /152150977010 " (well FF, you know the drill, suppress spaces and put . instead of dot ;D) so I wrote something about it for the Torchwood Fest! Thank you again for participating in this]
Jack loved a lot of things about Ianto. Maybe he even loved him, but that was another matter and he would probably never admit it. Jack loved Ianto's suits and he loved how good he looked in them. He loved his coffee and watching him brew it. He loved his hands, he loved his lips, he loved his sarcasm, he loved his voice, he loved his kisses, he loved his caresses, he loved the way he listened to him, he loved how good he looked while working, he even loved when he started to get angry. But above all, what Jack Harkness loved about Ianto Jones was his smile. Not his laugh; his smile. It was much more important for Jack to make Ianto smile. He loved Ianto's laugh, as well, of course, but it was Ianto's smile he lived for. Not the impeccable, professional smile, or the slightly amused one, but the genuinely happy smile. The one Jack had first noticed one day when Ianto had been talking to Tosh. The two of them had become close friends and ever since Jack had first seen that most adorable of smiles on Ianto's face, he had been trying to get Ianto to smile that way as often as he could. He hadn't managed many, but every single one that he did get, he treasured. Ianto was a beautiful man, but his smile made him even more so.
When Jack told Ianto this, Ianto smiled that happy smile again, and Jack knew he would do whatever he could to never forget it.