Enjoy :)

"America?" Ianto shouted after Jack shut their apartment door behind them, "Fucking America!"

"Ianto calm d-"

"Wait. You suggest a civil partnership right after you got the offer? Why didn't you tell me then?" Ianto said as he spun around to face the other man.

"I wanted to discuss it with you properly," Ianto visibly calmed down, "We need to decide what we're going to do." A silence stretched out between the men, "I won't take the job."

"Don't do that Jack. You can't not take it, it's the best offer you've had. I don't want to be the thing holding you back," Jack gave Ianto a small smile, which faded when he didn't receive one in return.

"So you'll come to America with me?" Jack said with his voice full of hope. He had to ask. The look on his fiancés face told him this conversation was far from over.

"You make it sound so easy Jack. I have a life here. We have friends here. It's easier for you; it's not the first time you've left us!" Ianto almost shouted, harsher than he had intended.

"That was different! I was 16! I didn't have a choice!"

"Jack I-" Ianto instantly felt guilt wash over him.

"I can't believe I thought things would work out this time."

"What do you mean? Are you saying this isn't working?"

"Look at us! We were planning to make a proper commitment, but now we can't even decide what country we're going to be living in!" There was another silence as the room filled with a thick cloud of tension. "I need to get out of here." Jack said quickly before storming out the flat.

Ianto froze for a long moment. Everything had been so perfect, and now, now he didn't know what to do.

Jack was fuming as he ran down the stairs, he needed to get away from the ugly building. Stupid building. If Jack had had it his way he wouldn't have moved into the same building as Ianto. He would have had time to come up with a fool proof plan to sweep the Welshman off his feet. He wasn't going to lose the man he loved again, not like this.

…

It was late by the time Jack had returned to his and Ianto's flat. He crept in thinking the other man would be asleep, but as he stepped further into the apartment he could hear voices coming from the bedroom. He moved closer to the partially open door so he could hear them clearer.

"I thought I was over him, a while after we stopped talking I accepted that that was it. When he came back so did all of those feelings I had for him. I'm not sure I ever really stopped loving him."

"You have to think about it Ianto," a voice Jack recognised as Toshiko said softly, "Do you really think you can handle losing him again?"

"Honestly… no," Jack released the breath he hadn't known he was holding. He'd heard enough. He gently pushed open the door to see his friend and his love sat on the edge of the bed. Toshiko had her hand on Ianto's back rubbing soothing circles through his pale shirt.

Jack cleared his throat to make his presence known. Tosh looked up at him, "It's late I should go."

"Thank you," Ianto whispered to her as she hugged him. As she walked past Jack she paused to place a gentle hand on his arm and gave him a reassuring smile, before continuing out the room.

Jack toed off his shoes and peeled off his socks before climbing onto the bed opposite Ianto, who had moved to sit with his back against the headboard. After a moment the American climbed further up the bed over Ianto's outstretched legs to straddle the man's hips. He bent down so his lips were tantalisingly close to his lovers. The feel of Ianto's hot breath on his lips was too much. Jack closed the distance between them briefly before pulling back slightly. For the first time since he entered the room Ianto looked him in the eye. Jack could see the tears that were threatening to fall, but he wouldn't let them.

Jack broke the eye contact to slowly unbutton the shirt of the beautiful man below him. After popping the last button he ran his hands over the smooth chest the shirt had been hiding. Unable to take it anymore Ianto reached up and carded his fingers through soft brown hair before pulling Jack's head down to meet his lips once more. Both men moaned as their tongues finally met and caressed each other slowly. Ianto ran his hands up the toned chest before him. His nails dug into the skin when Jack began rolling his hip slowly against his own. Their lips parted just enough to speak, "I'm never going to leave you again Ianto. Never."

A/N : So instead of doing the load of homework I have to do for tomorrow, I wrote this. It was so hard for me to stop writing there, I could have continued but I wasn't sure whether I should go there.

BTW I haven't forgotten about the other characters... except Gwen.