ROAWWWWWWWWWWR!!!
Gimmie?!? please?!? LOVE?!?!


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, Iantos back hit against the wall that hed 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 Jacks 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. Ill 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 Jacks desk, before Gwen was due in, dressed in his ever