"Whatever you've done Jack just fix it."
"Oh hi Owen, I'm fine thanks," Jack said recognising the mans voice over the phone.
"Funny," Owen could still do sarcastic pretty well.
"I haven't done anything wrong."
"That's not what Tosh said Ianto said."
"Come again?"
"Ianto was talking to Tosh about what happened between you two. She told me because she didn't know how to help. So this is me sorting it."
"Well thanks Owen, but you really don't need..."
"Shut up. I've been making things stressful enough recently-"
"That's not your fault."
"Just listen to me. For whatever reason he needs you. I'd do anything to have someone to feel that way about me again. It's been two weeks, fix whatever you did. I have to go, I'll call you tomorrow," not giving Jack a chance to reply Owen hung up.
"Why's it always me who has to make the effort to talk to you first?!" Jack practically shouted as Ianto opened the door to his flat, at around midnight the same night. Jack didn't wait for a response before storming into the flat, "If we argue it's always me who has to make the first move and try to talk to you! Sometimes I think that you don't even care about trying to make us work, even when we were teenagers if you thought I did something wrong you wouldn't try to fix it, you'd blank me, so confident that I would come back to you!" Ianto stood unmoving trying to take in all of Jack's harsh but true words. He looked at the American who's jaw was set and had anger blazing in his eyes, "Say something then!"
"I was never confident you'd come back to me," Ianto said weakly, "You know what it was like back then, in school. You could've had anyone you wanted, always in the back of my mind I would question why you chose me. If we argued and you didn't try to fix it with me then I would have known and accepted that you just didn't want me."
The change in Jack was obvious; his stance stayed rigid but his eyes were no longer filled with anger. Anger was the emotion Jack had become most familiar with. Slowly; visably he bagan to relax, "I think we're just going to have to face it Ianto; we're always going to argue about stupid things, we're never going to have a perfect relationship, but that's not going to stop me from loving you," there was a long silence before Jack spoke again, "Trust me."
"I do trust you."
"Then are you going to give us another try?" To this Ianto nodded slowly before Jack stepped over to him and softly placed a hand on his cheek, "It's late, I should go."
Jack turned to leave but was stopped by a hand grabbing his wrist, he turned to face Ianto and frowned at him slightly, "Stay?"