Title: Eyes Of Age

Author: badly-knitted

Characters: Jack, Ianto

Rating: G

Spoilers: Nada.

Summary: Ianto thinks about Jack's eyes.

Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood, or the characters.

A/N: For mahmfic's prompt 'Eyes'. This is one of two very different drabbles I wrote for this prompt. This is the serious one...

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I love Janto: Ianto is in heaven! Don't worry though, he has regular working hours there, so he can go home to Jack every night!

Thank you!

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Looking at Jack, most people would think he was somewhere in his thirties, a young-looking forty at the outside. Then again, most people wouldn't look further than his handsome face, dazzling smile and easy charm.

Only when you really looked into his eyes was the illusion broken.

Jack had the oldest eyes Ianto had ever seen. Sparkling flirtatiously on the surface, their depths were swarming with shadows borne of pain, hardship, loss and bitter experience. They were the eyes of a far older man, one to whom life had been less than kind.

And they drew Ianto to him irresistibly.

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The End