A/N : I've been ill so I've had time to do some more writting :) next chapter should be up soon.
Jack sat up in Ianto's bed as the other man pulled up his trousers, "What was that for?" He asked grinning. Ianto continued dressing, ignoring the other man, "What's wrong Ianto?" Jack asked turning serious, "Ianto?"
The Welshman finally looked up at the man in his bed, he smiled weakly, "I'm sorry," noting the frown on Jack's face he continued, "I shouldn't have done that."
"What are you on about? I clearly didn't mind."
Ianto carried on as if Jack hadn't spoken, "Seeing Owen lose the person he loved... it made me think, about us. Owen and Katie had a life together and he's so torn up about her death. Since it happened I haven't been able to stop thinking about what it would be like if something happened to you, and if you didn't know how I feel about you."
"And how do you feel about me?"
"Jack..." Ianto said weakly.
"You need to say it. I need you to say it."
Ianto sighed heavily as he sat down at the foot of his bed with his back to Jack, "I love you Jack. I'm still in love with you."
Ianto could feel and hear Jack moving behind him, he was unsure of what he was doing until he felt familiar, but somehow different, lips against his neck. His unbuttoned shirt was slid off his shoulders as the lips made a trail further down his back, "I love you too. There hasn't been a day when I haven't thought about you."
"I don't believe you," Ianto said as he stood up quickly, "Ten years of thinking about me, but you never thought to come back?!"
Jack looked down at the shirt in his hands, "It wasn't that easy."
"What?"
"Nothing lasts forever Ianto. It was perfect before I left, that was the memory that I wanted. I didn't want some stupid break-up over the stupid crap we still seem to argue about. If I stayed do you really think we'd still be together now?"
"Yeah. Yeah I do. We may have argued a lot Jack, but you knew how much I loved you, at least I thought you did. We could have made it work, we always did," Ianto said with anger building up inside of him, "We've both changed Jack. You always said I was the scared one, now that's you."
"Ianto wait."
"I'm going to work. You can let yourself out," with a slam of the door he'd gone.