Genre: Angst, Romance
Summary: Jack came back soaked to the skin.
Comment or Excerpt from fic:
Jack's got a heartbeat just like anyone else. Ianto can hear it when he gets this close, just below the surface, steady as anything. It's kind of like the click click click of a stopwatch. Ianto finds it comforting.
"Wake up," Ianto says.
Jack doesn't wake up, which is odd, because Jack doesn't sleep. Ianto's never seen him sleep, not in all the time he's worked for him. Jack says he doesn't need it and Ianto believes him. He always believes him.