IANTO
there's a bulletproof bond
Ianto didn’t like pain, but he was unfortunately very used to it, with the life he’d led so far. So, taking slow and measured breaths through his nose, he inspected the damage as best he could. (Which didn’t show very much, honestly, other than an arrow poking out of his side and blood seeping through his fingers). He glanced up at the sudden sound of a voice, blue eyes tinged with gold as he tried to shift them to see better.
”Unless there are other hunters around I would say that you did.” He forced the words, trying and failing at a smile. ”Hunting foxes, were you?”
”Unless there are other hunters around I would say that you did.” He forced the words, trying and failing at a smile. ”Hunting foxes, were you?”
between me and you
