Careful and Oblivious
I?? Actually?? Wrote something??? I didn’t edit it though, as per usual, so uh, just ignore any and all obvious mistakes.
Anon request:
Could you write an Ianto Jones imagine where she likes him but he’s really oblivious to it and when they start arguing that she got hurt on a mission he just kisses her , thank you 💓 xx
I misread the prompt and the reader is the oblivious one but that works too~
It was, yet again, a mission at some ungodly hour of the morning. Sometimes you thought Jack got the ability to never require sleep when he became immortal. But then again, you had found him passed out on his desk after a long week before, so you supposed not. Either way, you weren’t very happy with him calling you in at four in the morning, even if there had been a very unusual spike in rift activity nearby.
You were happy that you weren’t the only one not enjoying the wake up call however, as Tosh didn’t seem to appreciate it, and Owen was being very clear about the fact that he hated it. The only person other than Jack who seemed unbothered by the hour was Ianto. But he never seemed bothered by anything. There had been moments where you’d had a bad day and were ashamed to admit you had snapped at him once or twice, because stress came with your job. But he always took everything in his stride, and offered you tea, coffee and biscuits, whatever you wanted to cheer you up. He truly was a godsend in the worst parts of this job, and you couldn’t imagine doing it without him. In fact, you couldn’t imagine doing anything without him any more.
He had greeted you with your favorite hot drink already in hand as you headed right towards the Torchwood van, giving you a summary of what was going on. The others were just getting settled in the car and you gave Ianto a smile as you took your drink from him. You were well aware of the fact that you were supposed to be professional, and that you were supposed to be hurrying, but then he was there with his drinks and his smile and making sure you were okay and ready for the mission. Like he did for everyone else, right?
You thanked him sincerely, because someone should, and you couldn’t help but pause when he lit up a little at the recognition. Purely because you were the only one on the team to regularly thank him for all the little things, no other reason. You jumped when Jack called your name, still standing outside the van whole everyone else was already in their own seats.
Going to climb inside Ianto called your name too and you turned.
“Just.. be careful. I know how you get when you’re tired” he warned you. You gave him a smile and nodded, closing the door as you got yourself situated and Jack was already driving off.
“Alright, everyone make sure your comms are in working order” Jack started off, which you knew was code to listen up. You did so, of course, sipping your drink and trying to wake yourself up a bit more. “We’re having Tosh stay in the car on computers, scanning the area and keeping an eye on local security camera feeds. Ianto will be helping her back at base, while keeping an eye on the rift itself. Owen, I’m going to drop you off first, I want you to move in on the signal from the west”
You perked up a little at the mention of your name, Jack glancing in the rearview mirror for half a second as he addressed you.
“You’re going to be going in from the northeast, while I go from the southeast. The three of us will be moving on toward the signal sweeping the area for signs of anything unusual. If you do find anything, report in on the comms immediately and keep everyone updated, got it?”
Everyone muttered an agreement and you pressed your earpiece into your ear as the car was stopping for the first time and Owen was jumping out.
“You ready?” Jack asked you, glancing in his mirror again.
“Ready as I’ll ever be at four in the morning”
“Just be careful” Ianto said again in your ear.
“Always am” you returned, throwing yourself out of the car and into action the moment Jack slowed for you.
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Turns out you couldn’t be ready enough at four in the morning. Or perhaps it was just one of those times that generally didn’t work out the way you planned. Whatever it was, it landed you propped against the nearest storefront with Owen trying to apply pressure to a large gash down your side that was steadily losing blood. Jack was dealing with the alien that gave it to you. You never did find out what he did, because in the next moment he was there beside Owen, tearing up a piece of his shirt even as you tried to protest. It was a nice shirt.
He used the strip of material to secure one of Owen’s shirts, which he’d already been using against the bloodflow, tightly to your side. You cried out at the flash of pain as he tied a knot to hold it in place, squirming against their hands as they attempted to reassure you. You could hear Ianto in your ear, who likely had little to no clue what was going on other than the fact that you were hurt. He was speaking to you, as he’d been doing this whole time, but you couldn’t make out exactly what he was saying. He was always talking to you, reassuring you. This was just another day at the office, wasn’t it?
Oh, no, you didn’t tend to bleed out all over your co-workers shirts everyday.
Next thing you know Jack was picking you up as carefully as he could. You knew he couldn’t help it, but you still cursed at him when a fresh stab of pain hit you at the movement. Red tinged at the edge of your vision as everyone’s words became more urgent, but at the same time less defined. You were definitely having a hard time working out what Ianto was telling you. But you knew that his tone was reassuring, even though his voice was shaking.
You knew you should be trying to stay awake, how did you know that? Perhaps it was one of the things that you had worked out the team was saying. Oh yeah, there it was again, Ianto was saying it, his voice cracking a little. Oh, he sounded upset, why was that?
You could always just have a tiny nap, right? Just for a bit. It’s not the end of the world, it’s not like you wouldn’t wake up.
Right?
Ianto was still talking when you fell asleep.
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Ianto was still talking when you woke up. It made you wonder if he’d ever actually stopped. It seemed dark, which made you briefly wonder if you had been asleep all day, but in the base it was always dark unless the lights were all on. There was definitely a light on somewhere, because you could see the outline of a person sitting slumped over beside you, but there was no light on above you.
You shifted, trying to find out where the light was coming from, but a sharp stab of pain in your side had you suddenly stilling with a barely audible gasp. You were barely breathing now, as if hoping the pain would subside if you didn’t move. But now that it had been remembered it was persisting.
A call of your name brought your attention from the pain back to the figure beside you that you had nearly forgotten about. Ianto moved so that he was pressing gently on your shoulders, trying to get you to lay back again. You shook him off, managing to sit up a little, but his grasp on your shoulders persisted.
“Slow down there” He cautioned you. “Just rest for a bit”
“I’m fine” You insisted.
“Oh yeah, you’re always fine just like you’re always careful” He muttered and you blinked in surprise.
“I’m-? what are you talking about?”
“I’m talking about me telling you to be careful before every mission, and the fact that you never are, you’re always throwing yourself headfirst into danger before you even think about it.”
“Jack throws himself into danger all the time” you scoffed. “way more than I do, you never yell at him”
“Jack comes back when he dies! You don’t! If you died I would lose you!
You both paused when he’d finished, and he faltered.
“I mean we- the team- would lose you, But you still won’t listen to me” He gave another gentle push against your shoulders to demonstrate, but when you shifted to sit up more he adjusted his hold to steady you upright.
“Ianto… you, the team… none of you are going to lose me anytime soon, okay?”
“How can I believe that after what happened today? I thought… I thought it had already happened” He looked down, avoiding meeting your eye and you felt an ache in your heart when you realized he was crying. You felt yourself tearing up in response, reaching out to take his face in your hands, you pulled him forward to rest his forehead against yours before taking one of his hands and moving it from your shoulder to your pulse on your neck. He moved on instinct to feel your heartbeat properly under his fingers. You hoped he couldn’t feel how it stuttered and sped up at the action, but the important thing right now was to remind him that you were here.
You didn’t say anything, and you didn’t have to. He understood what you were doing and when he met your eyes finally you could see how grateful he was for it. What you also saw was his gaze flickering down to your lips, and you were sure he felt your heart stop for half a second that time. When he leaned in to kiss you it was slow and sweet, but desperation built quickly and the kiss deepened. Until, of course, you tried to reach up to run your fingers through his hair and the stitches in your side tugged unpleasantly at the movement. You gasped in pain and Ianto pulled away immediately, taking your hand and placing it in your lap to remove the strain. His wide eyes searched yours before scanning your bandages, one hand lifting the side of your shirt just enough.
“I should tell Owen you’re awake, get you some painkillers” He suggested, his voice definitely a degree rougher than it was a moment ago. You smiled at the sound. “Good idea” You nodded “Painkillers sound good” Ianto pulled away agonizingly slowly, one hand still clasped in yours until the very last moment, and he kept his eyes on you until he’d left the room completely, like if he let you out of his sight for too long he would lose you this time.
“We can…. Continue this when you’ve healed a little more” He said just before you lost sight of him. You couldn’t help the smirk that crossed your face at that. You couldn’t wait.
