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not-just-a-blip-in-time: all night long

immortally-wounded:

immortally-wounded:

Jack pulled Ianto close to him. “Come on…we both have to cuddle here if we ever want to get warm…please?”

Up all night: Cuddling for warmth.

"I was cold and I thought I pressed the right button…maybe if we had gotten a new one when I suggested it months ago…” he pouted. “We’ll just have to stay like this all night.”

"Pressing a button should not have broken it… did you hit it again because it wouldn’t cooperate? Though I guess I should have headed your warning and bought a new one…" Sighing he leaning into Jack, "I don’t know if that will be such a problem to stay here."

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not-just-a-blip-in-time: all night long

immortally-wounded:

Jack pulled Ianto close to him. “Come on…we both have to cuddle here if we ever want to get warm…please?”

Up all night: Cuddling for warmth.

"You know if you hadn’t broken the heater again we’d be warm all throughout the place." Willingly being pulled into the Captain’s space Ianto looked at him with amusement and slightly baffled. "For someone that’s lived a long time an old heater still seems to out wit you."

not-just-a-blip-in-time: "Hey Justin, been a while hasn't it?"

formerfratboy:

formerfratboy:

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"… Ianto? Is that really you?!"

     Turning, he saw the man standing before him almost like a dream.
     But it was no dream. Surging forward, Justin grabbed the Welsh-
     man in a tight hug, practically tackling him to the ground, crushing
     him against his chest.

"Jesus… I thought I’d never see you again…"

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It just felt so right to have Ianto back in his arms, but at the same time, Justin couldn’t deny the painful twisting in his heart. He’s just been left, abandoned. It hurt and it was something that they were going to have to deal with. But not tonight. The negative was too emotionally draining and right now he didn’t have the energy to fuel the conversations he knew would be coming. He just wanted to focus on the fact that Ianto was back and clearly alive and well. He leaned gently into the Welshman’s hand in his hair, sighing softly. “I wish they had… anything to give me more than just a feeling that you were still alive out there… somewhere,” he sighed, running his fingers through Ianto’s hair again.

"I don’t want to… I mean, I don’t want this to take long. I just want things to go back to how they were…"

This moment was all Ianto had thought about the past few months. The feeling of holding Justin close, of being able to talk to him and tell him he loved him was the little hope he’d held onto. The young man knew at some point he’d have to explain what had happened to him, why he’d been unable to contact Justin or return to their home. It was not something he looked forwards to, the memories painful and unpleasant but his partner needed to know. Keeping his fingers running through the soft hair he smiled softly as he looked at Justin feeling some peace in that moment. “I’m so sorry Justin… I don’t know why they didn’t but I should have contacted you sooner. I didn’t want to go…” 

Nodding he moved his touch to the American’s cheek, replying softly “just take it one day at a time. Slowly.”

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bagmilk:

sorry for replying in  0.2 seconds haha its not like i was waiting hahaha

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not-just-a-blip-in-time: "Hey Justin, been a while hasn't it?"

formerfratboy:

formerfratboy:

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"… Ianto? Is that really you?!"

     Turning, he saw the man standing before him almost like a dream.
     But it was no dream. Surging forward, Justin grabbed the Welsh-
     man in a tight hug, practically tackling him to the ground, crushing
     him against his chest.

"Jesus… I thought I’d never see you again…"

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It wasn’t hard to tell the way Ianto tightened his grip slightly and Justin wanted to reaffirm his grip, but they both needed to breathe. He forced back the lump rising in his throat, running his fingers through the Welshman’s short hair again and again, each touch slower and softer than the last until his hand stilled against the side of his head, just needing to feel him under his fingers. The tears he’d been fighting back sprang into his eyes when Ianto’s voice cracked and Justin sniffed quietly. “A dozen worst case scenarios went through my head, but no one ever called or came to confirm them. I didn’t know what to think… what to do…” He arched into Ianto’s touch like an affection-starved animal, leaning against him gently.

"I had to adjust to life without you… it’s gonna be an adjustment for you to be here again…"

The gentle feeling of long fingers threading through his hair felt so foreign after so long. It’d been months since he’d last experienced a gentle touch like this and from Justin no less. Taking in a breath, savoring the scent of the other his eyes closed as he took in the moment. The time they’d need to talk was coming up soon but for now the simple moment of reuniting was all he cared about. “I’m sorry. I’m so damn sorry that you had to suffer like that. They should have told you…Given you something, some idea of what happened.” Slowly he rubbed his fingers over Justin’s scalp, feeling his soft hair through his fingers, the warmth of him underneath his finger tips. 

"It’s okay…take as much time as you need. All the time in the world if you have to. I’ll wait."

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not-just-a-blip-in-time: "Hey Justin, been a while hasn't it?"

formerfratboy:

formerfratboy:

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"… Ianto? Is that really you?!"

     Turning, he saw the man standing before him almost like a dream.
     But it was no dream. Surging forward, Justin grabbed the Welsh-
     man in a tight hug, practically tackling him to the ground, crushing
     him against his chest.

"Jesus… I thought I’d never see you again…"

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Finally, it was necessity that forced Justin to ease his grip on the Welshman, though he didn’t release him entirely, just enough so that they could both breathe. One hand came up, pushing through Ianto’s hair, a little more roughly than intended, but still a loving touch. “I thought you were…” His words choked off and he couldn’t bring himself to voice the fear that his fear of losing Ianto had come true, just buried his face back against his neck.

"I missed you too… I could kill you, you jerk… but I love you too damn much…"

Feeling the strength of Justin’s arms loosen caused Ianto to hold on tighter for a split second before he came back to his senses. Releasing his tight grip slightly Ianto forced himself to relax and smiled as he felt the fingers running through his hair trying not to think about anything that happened in the last few months. “I wanted to contact you… I was setting up something Jack would send you if I hadn’t been back, just never finished.” His voice cracked and he swallowed back tears and so many emotions. Running his own fingers through Justin’s hair and over his shoulders and back over and over was a feeling he’d missed. 

"Well I’m glad you won’t kill me, but I do expect some form of punishment. Something. I hurt you…"

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not-just-a-blip-in-time: "Hey Justin, been a while hasn't it?"

formerfratboy:

formerfratboy:

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"… Ianto? Is that really you?!"

     Turning, he saw the man standing before him almost like a dream.
     But it was no dream. Surging forward, Justin grabbed the Welsh-
     man in a tight hug, practically tackling him to the ground, crushing
     him against his chest.

"Jesus… I thought I’d never see you again…"

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He couldn’t even speak. Keeping his arms locked around Ianto tightly, Justin buried his face against his neck, breathing him in deeply despite the fact that between his grip and Ianto’s, he could barely breathe. He nuzzled against his neck, arms tightening slightly around him again. It had been so long and he’d been nothing but lost in a new place without his fiance until he was ready to be convinced he’d made it all up. But, standing there now, pressed solidly against him, it was relief that washed over him, even though he knew he had a right to be angry and likely would be later.

"It’s okay… I love you. I’m just so happy you’re okay…"

Blue eyes slipped closed, a shallow breath taken in the very small space left between them. But Ianto could care less about that, could care less about anything but the man pressed against him. He felt horrible for being away so long, for leaving his partner alone in a strange country when they were supposed to spend that time together. Justin had every right to hate him, to reject him on sight but to hold him again was all Ianto could ask for. There was a lot the Welshman had to make up for.

"I love you too, Justin. I love you… I wanted to come back so bad. God I missed you."

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IMMORTALLY-WOUNDED SAID: //HMM I’M UP WHATEVER!

//Hm alright. I’ll think of something!

FORMERFRATBOY SAID: //*FLYINGTACKLEHUGS* MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

//Of course you silly!!! Of course! 

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not-just-a-blip-in-time: "Hey Justin, been a while hasn't it?"

formerfratboy:

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"… Ianto? Is that really you?!"

     Turning, he saw the man standing before him almost like a dream.
     But it was no dream. Surging forward, Justin grabbed the Welsh-
     man in a tight hug, practically tackling him to the ground, crushing
     him against his chest.

"Jesus… I thought I’d never see you again…"

"Yeah, it’s really me Justin. It’s so good to see you again."

A smile tugged at the corners of Ianto’s mouth as he stared at the handsome man before him. It had been so long he’d started to worry he’d forget what the other looked like, what his voice sounded like, the soft smell of him. Seeing him in person was better then he could have ever imagined. His own arms wrapped around the American tightly, holding him so close he couldn’t breath. But Ianto didn’t care. 

"I’m so sorry. I am so so sorry. I wanted to see you so badly."