IANTO
there's a bulletproof bond
Smiling softly as Remi slipped into a bout of solitude, Ianto let his free hand drift to rest over the alchemist's, his thumb stroking over the back of it. When the other man finally did speak again, Ianto was scoffing away his apology already and giving his hand a squeeze. "You didn't do anything - you didn't know. Neither of us could have anticipated the reaction that she would have..." Except, was that true really? Could Ianto have known better, thought faster...?
Always, was the answer. He could have always done something different to what he had actually allowed to happen. "I'm the one who is sorry," he muttered. "I feel free whenever I'm with you, anyway. So... forget the collar. It doesn't matter, as long as you're here."
Always, was the answer. He could have always done something different to what he had actually allowed to happen. "I'm the one who is sorry," he muttered. "I feel free whenever I'm with you, anyway. So... forget the collar. It doesn't matter, as long as you're here."
between me and you
