[for Ianto] Truth Plot

[more_flexible]

He didn't know what the hell was going on, but it had to be some Island madness. Nothing like this had happened before. The way the day had been going, he just wanted to go home and climb into bed. He was beat to hell and tired. Jack wasn't entirely sure he could take much more honesty. It was under his skin and it nearly burned. He hadn't been honest with anyone unless it suited him in weeks. One of the few he had been honest with was Ianto.

Now, that was an idea.

Heading back to the hut from the waterfall, Jack went off the path and was at Ianto's hut in no time. He knocked on the door and walked in, hoping the man would be there. After the day so far, he just really wanted a friendly face and a safe place to sit before he went home to Greg.

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[coffee_sir]

"When have I ever made you talk?" he asked. That hadn't been what he meant. "I just meant if you didn't want to see me for a bit, I'd understand."

He reached up and took Jack's hand, squeezing gently before letting him go. "Later."