sometime in the future...!
Feb. 19th, 2012 10:42 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
stolethenameWʜᴏ: Jack Harkness & Ianto Jones
Wʜᴀᴛ: Accidentally immortal and in the future.
Wʜᴇʀᴇ: idk yet.
Wᴀʀɴɪɴɢs: fluff???
Things have become very different over the years. Jack sometimes wished he could go back tot he time that Ianto had become like him. That time where he was cursed in the same way that Jack was. If only he had known when it had happened. It came as a surprise to them both, after the 456 - when they both stepped out of there alive. Jack wouldn't have wished it upon him. Ianto was now forced to watch everyone they care about die, time and time again. Torchwood fell apart, and no attempts to reform the team was ever truly successful. Jack never really asked Ianto how he had felt about the entire thing.
Things were different now, though. They had changed. There was little need for people like himself and Ianto to save the world. They were there, though, when they were needed.
It was still early morning, but he was already awake. Jack had been spending time around their house. It was cleanly decorated. He made his way up the staircase towards the bedroom to peek in at Ianto, "Would you like coffee? Or tea?"
Wʜᴀᴛ: Accidentally immortal and in the future.
Wʜᴇʀᴇ: idk yet.
Wᴀʀɴɪɴɢs: fluff???
Things have become very different over the years. Jack sometimes wished he could go back tot he time that Ianto had become like him. That time where he was cursed in the same way that Jack was. If only he had known when it had happened. It came as a surprise to them both, after the 456 - when they both stepped out of there alive. Jack wouldn't have wished it upon him. Ianto was now forced to watch everyone they care about die, time and time again. Torchwood fell apart, and no attempts to reform the team was ever truly successful. Jack never really asked Ianto how he had felt about the entire thing.
Things were different now, though. They had changed. There was little need for people like himself and Ianto to save the world. They were there, though, when they were needed.
It was still early morning, but he was already awake. Jack had been spending time around their house. It was cleanly decorated. He made his way up the staircase towards the bedroom to peek in at Ianto, "Would you like coffee? Or tea?"
