Rec: The Ties That Bind by holdingoff
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Title: The Ties that Bind
Author:
holdingoff
Genre: Romance
Rating: PG13
Summary: He remembers someone once commenting that his time line made their head hurt, but they couldn't possibly know the extent of just how non-linear his line has become.
Status: Complete
Length: Oneshot
Warnings: None
Comment or Excerpt from fic: Wonderful oneshot where Jack is known as The Commander at the time agency and he reminiscences about Ianto, their children and their life together. It has a wonderful twist in how everything is connected.
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His fingers continue caressing the silk, and as they slide past the black to the pink, a smile forms on his face. A pink quite similar to the shade his beautiful Welshman blushes when that first tentative step towards a real relationship was made over a fumbling offer of dinner and a movie. It is such a wonderful shade of pink that colored his face as they danced at her wedding, and later at their own; or the flush of being caught quite literally with their pants down in the greenhouse. It also reminds the Commander of the pink skin found on their little boy and girl when they were born. He is exhausted, but not willing to miss the sheer wonder reflecting in the eyes of his beloved partner as he carefully counts fingers and toes on both little bundles of life.
Author:
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Genre: Romance
Rating: PG13
Summary: He remembers someone once commenting that his time line made their head hurt, but they couldn't possibly know the extent of just how non-linear his line has become.
Status: Complete
Length: Oneshot
Warnings: None
Comment or Excerpt from fic: Wonderful oneshot where Jack is known as The Commander at the time agency and he reminiscences about Ianto, their children and their life together. It has a wonderful twist in how everything is connected.
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His fingers continue caressing the silk, and as they slide past the black to the pink, a smile forms on his face. A pink quite similar to the shade his beautiful Welshman blushes when that first tentative step towards a real relationship was made over a fumbling offer of dinner and a movie. It is such a wonderful shade of pink that colored his face as they danced at her wedding, and later at their own; or the flush of being caught quite literally with their pants down in the greenhouse. It also reminds the Commander of the pink skin found on their little boy and girl when they were born. He is exhausted, but not willing to miss the sheer wonder reflecting in the eyes of his beloved partner as he carefully counts fingers and toes on both little bundles of life.