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dru_evilistaIanto rolled his eyes and shifted further into Jack's side, curling his legs up under him.
Jack smiled down and kissed the top of his head. "How’re you doing?"
"Fine, I guess. The medication Owen gave me seems to be helping with the headache and pain...I'm a bit tired though." He admitted, yawning and resting his head against Jack's shoulder.
"Go to sleep." Jack commanded, then grinned playfully. "Owen and I have experience manhandling you when you're asleep. We'll tuck you in when he’s done changing the sheets."
"Jack it's barely dark out! I feel like a child.” Ianto sighed, hating the fact that he knew he sounded liked one. “This is like when this whole thing first started, all over again. Me all weak, and you two having to coddle me. I hate this." Ianto would not admit it, but his voice was getting petulant.
Jack turned Ianto’s face towards him. "Ianto we love you. We don't mind taking care of you. You do the same thing for us everyday. Weren't we just having this conversation with Owen yesterday? When you love someone, you take care of them.."
Ianto chuckled slightly. Jack was always the first to throw his own words back at him "We do seem to keep going in circles don't we?" Ianto paused to scowl. "Owen should still be resting though. His migraines might come back.”
Jack suppressed a wince. "I'll keep a close eye on him. You'll both be okay."
Owen came back in and stopped in front of them. He prodded Ianto until the younger man sat up straight, and then handed him a mug of water and two white pills.
"Dirty sheets off and in the wash, mattress flipped, and let me tell you that's a fucking pain in the arse, and clean sheets on. I even ran a damp paper towel over things to clear up the dust. You have no more arguments. Into bed!"
Ianto's lips twitched and he bit his lip to keep from laughing. He carefully swallowed the tablets and then arranged his features into a pout. "What if I want a bed time story and glass of milk?"
Owen smirked. "Well all right, I'm sure I can find something to read to you." He dropped down to his knees and started digging under the couch around their legs, knocking out magazines and DVDs. "You like porn right? Everyone loves porn! I think a few of these might even have plot..."
"...we're never having children." Ianto informed Jack seriously.
Owen froze. "Err we weren't planning to were we? ...should I be running pregnancy tests?" Owen eyeballed his two lovers with suspicion. Ianto felt a wave of panic build up in Owen’s head, and he took pity on his lover.
"Being that I'm a human male, no."
"On birth control.” Jack chimed in. “I've told you, I'm never doing that again." he answered standing up, pulling Ianto with him.
Owen stood up, dusting his hands and knees off, clutching the remote he had been looking for. Ianto dimly remembered that it controlled the lights, as well as the music system. Music would be nice.
"Come on, Luv.” Owen nudged Ianto forward. “Lets get you tucked in. You need your rest."
“I’m not tired.” Ianto said, barely swallowing a yawn. He hated being this weak. Especially when something was wrong.
Owen crossed his arms. “Fine. Jack.”
Jack shifted his grip on Ianto, preparing to pick him up and throw him over his shoulder.
“Fine! Fine! Okay, I’m going.” Ianto protested. He let his lovers lead him into the bed room to put him to bed like a toddler. At least neither of them seemed frightened of him. That was an improvement.
Jack smiled down and kissed the top of his head. "How’re you doing?"
"Fine, I guess. The medication Owen gave me seems to be helping with the headache and pain...I'm a bit tired though." He admitted, yawning and resting his head against Jack's shoulder.
"Go to sleep." Jack commanded, then grinned playfully. "Owen and I have experience manhandling you when you're asleep. We'll tuck you in when he’s done changing the sheets."
"Jack it's barely dark out! I feel like a child.” Ianto sighed, hating the fact that he knew he sounded liked one. “This is like when this whole thing first started, all over again. Me all weak, and you two having to coddle me. I hate this." Ianto would not admit it, but his voice was getting petulant.
Jack turned Ianto’s face towards him. "Ianto we love you. We don't mind taking care of you. You do the same thing for us everyday. Weren't we just having this conversation with Owen yesterday? When you love someone, you take care of them.."
Ianto chuckled slightly. Jack was always the first to throw his own words back at him "We do seem to keep going in circles don't we?" Ianto paused to scowl. "Owen should still be resting though. His migraines might come back.”
Jack suppressed a wince. "I'll keep a close eye on him. You'll both be okay."
Owen came back in and stopped in front of them. He prodded Ianto until the younger man sat up straight, and then handed him a mug of water and two white pills.
"Dirty sheets off and in the wash, mattress flipped, and let me tell you that's a fucking pain in the arse, and clean sheets on. I even ran a damp paper towel over things to clear up the dust. You have no more arguments. Into bed!"
Ianto's lips twitched and he bit his lip to keep from laughing. He carefully swallowed the tablets and then arranged his features into a pout. "What if I want a bed time story and glass of milk?"
Owen smirked. "Well all right, I'm sure I can find something to read to you." He dropped down to his knees and started digging under the couch around their legs, knocking out magazines and DVDs. "You like porn right? Everyone loves porn! I think a few of these might even have plot..."
"...we're never having children." Ianto informed Jack seriously.
Owen froze. "Err we weren't planning to were we? ...should I be running pregnancy tests?" Owen eyeballed his two lovers with suspicion. Ianto felt a wave of panic build up in Owen’s head, and he took pity on his lover.
"Being that I'm a human male, no."
"On birth control.” Jack chimed in. “I've told you, I'm never doing that again." he answered standing up, pulling Ianto with him.
Owen stood up, dusting his hands and knees off, clutching the remote he had been looking for. Ianto dimly remembered that it controlled the lights, as well as the music system. Music would be nice.
"Come on, Luv.” Owen nudged Ianto forward. “Lets get you tucked in. You need your rest."
“I’m not tired.” Ianto said, barely swallowing a yawn. He hated being this weak. Especially when something was wrong.
Owen crossed his arms. “Fine. Jack.”
Jack shifted his grip on Ianto, preparing to pick him up and throw him over his shoulder.
“Fine! Fine! Okay, I’m going.” Ianto protested. He let his lovers lead him into the bed room to put him to bed like a toddler. At least neither of them seemed frightened of him. That was an improvement.
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