IANTO
"Good." Ianto said with a crooked little laugh, as if having that unpredictability about him fulfilled some part of himself. Whilst Remi still managed a smile, Ianto had studied his face often enough now to begin to guess when it wasn't real, and his own expression softened. "Things could change," he said quietly. (The fact that he had to whistle the tune two or three times these days because he was distracted said it all, really). "Just as they changed with your opinion of my lovely abode."
Feeling quite content, Ianto's heart still skipped a beat or two at the sudden warmth and weight of Remi settling down beside him, snug against his side. Still, the fox was rarely caught out like this (the alchemist was an exception to the rule, it seemed), and it didn't take very long for him to curl his arm around Remi, keeping him held close.
"Maybe it will," he agreed quietly, tilting his head to nestle into Remi's curls while long fingers traced abstract patterns over the other man's side and back.
Feeling quite content, Ianto's heart still skipped a beat or two at the sudden warmth and weight of Remi settling down beside him, snug against his side. Still, the fox was rarely caught out like this (the alchemist was an exception to the rule, it seemed), and it didn't take very long for him to curl his arm around Remi, keeping him held close.
"Maybe it will," he agreed quietly, tilting his head to nestle into Remi's curls while long fingers traced abstract patterns over the other man's side and back.
i know places we can hide
