Rec: This Moth Died Happy by clarity_lore

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Title: This Moth Died Happy
Author: clarity_lore
Genre: Romance
Rating: Hard PG13
Summary: Ianto has a girlfriend now. Jack can't deal with it.
Status: Complete, Oneshot
Length: Oneshot, 700 words
Warnings: Ianto/OFC
Comment or Excerpt from fic: Jealous!Jack? Hell yea I'm gonna read it! Plus it's written by clarity_lore, so it's pretty much a given that it's gonna be a good read, even if it's too short. :(
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Sometimes Ianto wonders if Jack’s slightly less than normal talents include some form of heat vision. He knows the Captain is staring at him, into the back of his neck to be precise, because of the gentle burn making all the hairs there stand on end. Jack has been doing it for well over ten minutes, eyes roaming slowly all over his body, never once moving away; watching him as he stares at the computer screen, trying to concentrate on finding the archive entry he is searching for.

Ianto doesn’t need to turn around to know exactly where Jack is. He is leaning back against some railings, arms folded, expression slightly frowning, slightly longing. It isn’t the first time. Jack has been doing it more and more often since his return from his travels with the Doctor.

Since he found out Ianto has a girlfriend now.

It wasn’t an unreasonable fact to process, that Ianto would meet a nice, sweet girl and make a go of having something halfway resembling an ordinary life. Jack seemed to be having a damned hell of a time doing just that though. When he’d found out - from Owen of course - the shocked smile plastered on his face as he attempted to disentangle his tongue to congratulate Ianto had been painful to see. The memory still makes Ianto surreptitiously wince.