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Title: Jack's Memory Book
Chapter: 2/30
Written by: dancingbarefoot
Pairing: Jack/Ianto
Beta: None but if anyone’s interested let me know.
Rating: PG up to R, we’ll see as it goes.
A/N: Using the prompts from [profile] redismycolour to stir the muses.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fanfiction. No copyright infringement is intended and the real folks in this own themselves.

He sits cross legged in his bed, his fingers rubbing the grain of the leather this way and then that way before deciding that he feels like he had gathered enough courage to turn the page and go to Day Two.

Day two had come about after he had made the decision to leave the planet, the touring having come to an end in the storage container with the remainder of Ianto’s things.

It was a simple scrap of paper in Ianto’s writing, lyrics from a song that had been playing on the radio at his flat the first morning he had stayed the whole night through.

I should know
Who I am by now
I walk
The record stands somehow
Thinking of winter

Your name is the splinter inside me
While I wait

Jack lies on his side with the sun creating patterns on his skin courtesy of the blinds that are partially open in front of Ianto’s bedroom windows with an arm stretched out in front of him, his fingers ghosting circles over the sleeping man’s back.

“Can you tell me my dear Mr. Jones, why it is that I can talk more freely to you when you’re asleep?” Jack asked with a hint of merriment in his voice. “Not that we don’t talk seriously when you’re awake. Far from it as I think that you’re the only one who doesn’t judge me. What was it that you said the other day? “

Jack had to think a moment, remembering how the others judged him for giving up the child to the fairies so that the world would be free for a time from their mischief.

“Oh yes I remember... you said that it was okay to be the hero, that it was necessary to think for the whole as long as it’s remembered that an injury to one is an injury to all.” He shakes his head.

“I’ve been around for so long; I should know what and who I am. But I’ve lived through so many variations of myself that there are times when I look just so and forget who I should be. I wear too many hats at times that I find myself grateful for times like these. When I can just close my eyes and sleep in peace if only for a few hours.”

His fingers still as Ianto snuffles into the pillow, trying to get comfortable again before he continues.

“But the other thing that amuses me at times is how you’ve managed to get under my skin, like a sliver burrowing deeper with each passing minute. When I find myself wondering just what you would think of me after I’ve made a decision to do this or that.”

Jack fought back a chuckle. “Not many people have done that and i’m doing my damndest to make sure that you don’t know that you hold as much power as the Doctor over me.”

He moved over, kissing the nape of the other man’s neck before whispering into his ear. “A man must keep some secrets from the lover who knows him too well.”
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