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responsiblity Ianto threw his hands in the air and backed away slowly, shaking his head.responsiblity by ~the-captains-girl
‘No no no no no no! This is too weird, even for Torchwood standards!’
On the verge of a major freak-out and wishing he could jump out of his own body, Ianto’s back hit against the wall that he’d backed into quickly and he jumped again, trying to get away from it. He headed for the door.
Jack stood in front of the door.
‘You see, the trouble is Ianto.’ Jack took a deep breath, his expression unreadable.
‘That we are more alike than you think. When something out of the ordinary happens to you, you go worry about it. And find a nice
consquenses of being perfect Ianto lay in Jack’s cramped bed, looking up at the ceiling as Jack poked his head down the whole and smiled.consquenses of being perfect by ~the-captains-girl
‘Feeling better?’
‘Yep. I’ll be right up.’
‘No hurry. Things are strangely quiet. Do you know were we put the ‘Umgrual’ report?’
‘I believe YOU put it in the top draw of the second-from-the-left filing cabinet.’
‘Thanks.’
Jack disappeared and Ianto rested his hands behind his head.
‘I could get used to this’ he thought to himself.
A few days later Ianto was sitting, perched on the edge of Jack’s desk, before Gwen was due in, dressed in his ever
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