This is for JonesIantoJones my wonderful beta who I bribed yesterday into posting a new chapter of her wonderful AU Moonlight Serenade(go read now if you're not already it's brilliant) in return for Owen/Ianto TLC fluff. As she upheld her end of the bribe here is mine. Hope you like it hun xx. Thanks again to all the reviews and keep them coming they make me smile.
Disclaimer: Not mine
Returning to London part 19
Owen had driven back to Ianto's very carefully mindful of the fact that Ianto was bruised and likely to be in pain, even with the strong painkillers he'd given him. Owen was definately not leaving Ianto on his own tonight and possible not until the wounds had healed. He was still trying to get his head around the fact that if Jack hadn't got to the weevil Ianto could very well be dead. He shook his head to get rid of that thought. Lucky for him Ianto had his eyes closed so didn't see the action.
Once at Ianto's he helped him from the car and as before put his arm around his waist to support and help him up to his flat. Owen already had the keys to Ianto's flat in his hand so it was just a question of unlocking and manoevring Ianto to his bedroom.
Ianto grinned at Owen. "You really did mean what you said about getting me into bed. Didn't you?"
"Yep this is the only place you are going to be in for a while - well here and the bathroom." Owen grinned back at him.
He settled Ianto on the edge of the bed while he switched the bedside lamp on. He then went to the chest of drawers. "Right which drawer do you keep your pj's in?"
"Who says I actually own pj's." Ianto said coyly.
Owen turned to stare at him shaking the mental image of a naked Ianto from his head. "Ok what have you got that's suitable for wearing to bed while I'm here?"
Ianto smirked. "Top drawer. There should be a pair of pyjama bottoms in there along with a t-shirt. Is that suitable enough for you?"
"You are making it extremely difficult for me to behave." Owen glared at him. Turning back to the chest he retrieved the articles of clothing then walked back to Ianto. "Would you like help getting into these or can you manage?"
"I can manage and if I can't I'll shout for you." Ianto said taking the clothes from Owen.
Owen left the bedroom to get himself a drink while Ianto changed. While in the kitchen he took a moment to gather himself together. He couldn't fall apart because Ianto needed him. It was going to be a tough night. Owen knew that at some point - with everything that had happened - Ianto would have a nightmare. Just as he finished making a coffee Ianto called for him. As he entered the bedroom Ianto looked up tears of frustrastion in his eyes. "I can't get the t-shirt over my head."
Owen took one look at him walked across the room to bend down in front of him and gently wiped the tears away. "You don't need to wear it if you don't want to. In fact it might be better if you don't, that way it won't catch on the stitches. How are they feeling by the way?" He asked quietly.
"Sore. They are pulling a bit and they itch like mad. How many have I got?" He asked throwing the shirt on the floor.
Owen was gently prodding them. "A hundred and fifty or so. Right stand up so I can get to the duvet."
Ianto stood and waited while Owen pulled the duvet down then lowered himself back down and waited for Owen to pull it back over him. Ianto winced as it brushed against his wounds. Owen pulled it down so that it wasn't covering them. "Have you got a sheet or something in case you get cold?"
Ianto was yawning and finding it difficult to stay awake. "Yeah bottom of the wardrobe." Owen retrieved one then pulled the duvet down so he could place the sheet underneath before replacing the duvet over the bottom half of Ianto. He sat next to Ianto stroking his hand through his hair and spoke softly. "Go to sleep Yan I'll be here if you need me."
Ianto let out another sleepy yawn and closing his eyes whispered. "Hold me while I sleep Owen. Please."
Owen pulled Ianto to him so that his back was against his chest. He placed a kiss to Ianto's forehead. "Always." He was mindful of Ianto's injuries so he wrapped one arm around his shoulder so that it was resting on his right one, his other hand he rested on his left hip. Ianto turned his head up to face Owen who leant down and kissed him gently. Ianto opened his mouth to allow Owen's tongue to explore with his own. Both of them knew it wasn't going to lead anywhere and they were both happy with that. Several minutes later Owen broke the kiss. "You need to sleep. I'm not going anywhere. I'll hold you all night long."
"Thanks Owen." Ianto closed his eyes letting the drugs and sleep claim him.
Owen held Ianto for a long time just watching him sleep, but it wasn't long before sleep claimed him too.
Ianto woke with a start and immediately yelped in pain, which in turn woke Owen. "Shit Owen I'm sorry."
S'alright." Came the sleepy reply. "You ok?"
Ianto tried to move but found everytime he did it hurt.
"Honestly."
"Honest would be good." Owen said sitting up.
"Feel like crap and these stitches hurt. Got anymore of the good stuff?" He replied trying not to move.
Owen gently moved Ianto off of him so that he was lying down. "In a bit. I'm just going to check them then I'll get you some water and the pills. What woke you up? Nightmare?
"Yeah." Ianto winced as Owen prodded a bruise
"Sorry." He murmured. "Want to talk about it?"
"It was the same as the others - Cybermen, Lisa, Canary Wharf - but also thrown in was the weevil from earlier. Just one more thing to keep me awake." He grumbled.
"Hey nothing is going to hurt you here. They're just dreams." Owen tried to reassure him.
"Kiss me Owen. Make me feel better." Ianto demanded wrapping his hand around Owen's neck and tugging him down. Owen was only to happy to oblige and they spent some time just kissing each other.
When Ianto had taken the pills they settled down in the same positions as before as this seemed to be the most comfortable for Ianto. Ianto picked up Owen's hand that was resting on his hip and entwined it with his own before bringing it to his lips to kiss it, then replaced them back on his hip.
Owen could feel Ianto falling asleep again as his breathing evened out he turned his head and brushed a kiss to Ianto's hair and quietly whispered. "I love you." into it. He then lay there, just watching Ianto sleep.