"You're different now," Jack said, running his fingers lightly through Ianto's sweat-dampened hair. He felt the younger man shift slightly against his shoulder as he tilted his head upwards to look at him.
"Different?" Ianto asked sleepily, moving forward to press a kiss to what he could reach of Jack's jaw.
"Yeah," Jack said, jostling Ianto till he was forced from his position. Jack rolled onto his side, facing Ianto who propped himself up on his elbow to stare with a pout at Jack.
"You're, I don’t know, happier? More confident for sure. Perhaps a little cockier too," he grinned slowly, reaching out to stroke at Ianto's face. "You're… one of them now."
Ianto hummed a laugh. "One of who?"
"The team,” Jack mumbled, “You're one of the team now."
Ianto's smile grew wry, sad almost as he lay his head down against the pillow. "And all it took was your leaving for a little while."
“Yeah,” Jack breathed with a deep frown, his gaze a little sad also as he shifted closer. Ianto’s eyes were already slipping closed as he pressed his lips against Ianto’s forehead. “Yeah,” he repeated, watching as Ianto feel into sleep, “that’s all it took.”
[ end. ]
[ written as part of Caspe-Wri-Mo ]