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The activity had Ianto's head spinning.
First Tarn and CJ whipped the kids off to Maccas and Jack fluffed Ianto onto the sofa.
Ianto was grateful for the silent house and closed his eyes as the throbbing wrist kept nagging.
When Jack came and sat next to him the smell of something wonderful shook him from his fugue.
Ianto opened his eyes and found the coffee table with a red table cloth on it, a vase with a rose (God knows where he got it from) and the plates were the good china.
"You know I can't cook to save myself, all those years and I never learned anything above stew and roasts" Jack smiled softly, "thank Goodness Darien's delivers when you remind them about that wee problem with "Rats" they had not long ago. I got your favourites."
"Of Cariad" Ianto sighed, tears threatening as the horrible day suddenly got a whole lot better.
"We will eat, shower and change that bandage. Then, I think you deserve a massage and some cuddling may be in order, Mr Harkness-Jones" Jack smiled.
Ianto enjoyed the meal and the loving company no end.
"I was so scared today" Jack admitted as they undressed for the shower.
"You were scared? Think about me. Poor Tarn was so close it could have turned at any time." Ianto sighed as he relaxed under Jack's fingers at his knotted shoulders.
"Come on, under that water" Jack pushed him gently and Ianto slid under the water, just the right temperature.
Hands were soapy and slippery as they slid around his body and Ianto leaned back into Jack's embrace as they kissed.
Jack was touching, exploring and teasing as Ianto panted through the steam and Ianto groaned as Jack finally took him to hand … so to speak.
"My beautiful husband" Jack crooned as he breached and prepared him.
Finally, Ianto braced himself against the cubicle wall and Jack pushed in, filling and claiming. As always.
"Ahhhh, Jack" Ianto cried as his head fell back against Jack's shoulder and he whined as he bucked in Jack's hands.
"Oh baby" Jack sighed as he fully seated himself.
"I love you so much" Jack whispered, "I won't survive without you."
"Oh Jack, that will never happen" Ianto smiled as the hot water soothed and caressed.
"I heard you though" he whispered.
"Heard me, what?" Ianto snorted.
"You told Tarn, you said that he saved both of you." Jack pointed out, "You were scared."
"I was" Ianto admitted as he closed his eyes and tried to ignore the niggle.
Don't say it.
Don't ask.
"Was Tarn in danger?"
Ianto sighed.
And there it is.
"It was a Hemophorak Blob. Everyone was at risk cariad" Ianto finally said and Jack hummed.
They continued to sway as they each pondered the strange day, and conversation.
Jack felt that Ianto was chewing on something, something was not right. He had hoped the meal and fussing would help ease the tension but he still felt it.
What was upsetting his beloved?
And why was he hiding it?