Hi guys, first I wanted to say that I'm sorry for the delay but I had a really hard time with my family and I have to admitt that I don't really want to talk about it. However now I feel a bit better to write, I didn't want to spoil this fic because it's important to me, that's why I didn't write for a long time.

This chapter is a small one for me to settle back with the story slowly . Please Read and Review I really need it guys.

I'll try to post the next chapter soon, I'm already working on it.

Thanks for your understanding.

Chapter 8 : I'll sing a little song for you

Jack and Ianto had been dating for 6 months now. With the initial distance and Jack's often tripping for shoots it was hard and they terribly missed each other. At least their reunions were awesome. More often then once, they would spend the day in bed, dabbling, talking, or sleeping a bit cuddled up. Jack had come back the day before after a month in California and Ianto had found him sitting on his doorstep after work. To say that Ianto had been surprised was a understatement. He had jumped in Jack's welcoming arms and dragged him inside his flat, devouring his lips with heated kisses.

Jack looked at Ianto. The Welshman was curled up on his side in a fetal position, sleeping. He often did that, curling up on his side or spooning begin Jack in his sleep. Jack had started to list all Ianto's sleeping habit a long time ago. First Ianto often mumbled in his sleep and Jack had been happily surprise to hear his name escaping those soft and so kissable lips in a whisper, every so often. When Jack would get up first, Ianto would burry his head in Jack's pillow, breathing in deeply and smiling fondly.

The young man did have a lot of cute sleeping habits. But he also had his annoying ones. Like rubbing his cold feet to Jack's calfs to warm them up. Or stealing all the covers to roll inside of them, burying himself in a warm and comfy cocoon while Jack was freezing his arse off. But Jack had get used to those things. After all he had his own annoying sleeping habits and Ianto's cute ones alway won over the annoying ones.

However they were now laying in Ianto's bed, the sun spreading through the blinds, illuminating Ianto's flat with its morning light. Jack picked up his watch on the nightstand and checked the time. It was already 10:00 am and he had to meet up with the other for lunch with Fiona Vanstone. He buried his face in Ianto's neck, breathing in deeply, trying to thing the courage to face his busy busy day. He pressed tiny kisses on his shoulder, knowing that the man was a sound sleeper and lifted the covers quietly. He walked to the bathroom, turned on the shower and stepped into the hot spray, sighing.

Ianto stirred as a beautiful voice filled his ears.

"In a very unusual way one time I needed you
In a very unusual way you were my friend
Maybe it lasted a day, maybe it lasted an hour
But somehow it will never end"

He frowned, Jack was the only one in the flat and he didn't sing. At least he had never heard him sing, in six months. He didn't know Jack had such a beautiful voice.

"In a very unusual way I think I'm in love with you
In a very unusual way I want to cry
Something in me goes weak
Something inside me surrenders
And you're the reason why
And you're the reason why"

Ianto sat up in his bed, stretching his tired muscles. He got up and walked quietly to the bathroom following the voice.

"You don't know what you do to me
You don't have a clue
You can't tell what it's like to be me looking at you
It scares me so that I can't hardly speak"

Ianto leant against the doorframe and crossed his arms over his chest, smiling fondly at the sight in front of him. Jack was in the shower, facing the wall, his back to Ianto. He was washing his hair, his firms are stretching in a way that all Ianto wanted to do was being held by them. Ianto let his gaze travel up and down his boyfriend's ? body. The soap running down Jack broad back and long legs. And his ass... Erm... Let's not even talk about that. Sadly the steal filling the room was blurring Jack's figure, but not enough to be too disappointed.

Somehow the simple sight of a piece of the actor's body was enough to set Ianto's on fire. He was hot and not due to the warm and suffocating air filling the room. Even after six months, Jack's body still had such a strong effect on Ianto. He couldn't hold it back any longer. He walked to the shower and stepped behind Jack. Wrapping his arms around his waist. As soon as Ianto touched him Jack froze and stopped singing, his hands mid air.

"No don't stop. It was beautiful." Ianto said urgently, kissing his neck.
"Don't mock me." Jack replied tilting his head back to wash the shampoo from his hair.
"I'm not mocking you. You have such a beautiful voice ! How come I've never heard you sing ?" Ianto replied, caressing Jack's belly in circles.
"Bad memories"
"Oh... Sorry"
"It's alright, it's been a while since I last sung like this" Jack replied, threading his fingers with Ianto's on his stomach, eyes closed.
"You never sing ?"
"Singing means sadness or at least it's not supposed to fit with happiness to me. I can't sing about things that make me happy anymore." Jack answered, titling his head to the left as Ianto bit and licked at his neck.
"I've never heard this song... Can you finish it for me ?"
"Ianto..." Jack sighed.
"Please" Ianto whispered, tightening his embrace before attacking Jack's earlobe.
"You're... You're not playing fair" Jack whimpered
"Never said I would" Ianto chuckled, lowering their joined hands on Jack's body.
"God...You're evil" Jack said turning around.
"I'm sweet" Ianto smiled, kissing the older man on the lips.

The gentle kiss soon became a bit over heated. Ianto had his arms wrapped tight around Jack's waist and Jack's hands were tangled in Ianto's wet hair, holding his head as he plunged his tongue in his mouth. Finally they broke apart, panting a bit.

"Please Jack... Pretty please..." Ianto said between the kisses he was pressing on Jack's cheeks, jawline and finally neck.
"Fine but stop this..." Jack whined. He felt Ianto lips stretching in a broad grin against his skin.

He took a deep breath and started singing, Ianto's neck still buried in the crook of his neck.

"In a very unusual way I own what I am to you
Though time it appears I won't stay, I never go
Special to me, in my life
Since the first day that I met you
How could I ever forget you ?
Once you had touched my soul ?
In a very unusual way
You've made me whole"

As he sang , Ianto had lifted his head from his neck and they were staring at each other. Jack held his gaze as sang the last sentences. As if he was singing this words to him and only him. To make him see what he felt. And as ridiculously as it sounded, he was. Because that was what he felt towards the younger man, even though he wasn't quite ready to say those words out loud, yet. Since the day he had met him, Ianto Jones had turned his universe upside down, changing his life in a good... No in a brilliant way. Just seeing him smile, of hearing him laugh could brighten his day.

"Jack..I.." Ianto tried before shaking his head. He couldn't say it. He grabbed Jack's head, drawing him in a breathtaking kiss.

No words were exchanged. No words were needed. They both understood.

TBC

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