✘ 06

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto is currently out cold, but slowly showing signs of coming round.  He's not exactly in his best state; his nose is shattered, and he has a stab wound in his chest.

For once?  This has absolutely nothing to do with the Master.]

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[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

I did talk to him!

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

And you shot yourself.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

I didn't even get blood on my clothes!

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

That isn't the point.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

Then what is the point?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

You said you'd be more careful.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

I have been! I'm more careful in missions, when we go Weevil hunting...I hadn't been even injured in weeks before then! You weren't supposed to find out about that.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

I'm more likely to find out anything you do here.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

I'm mortal Ianto; on more or one less death isn't going to change anything.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

I still don't like you doing it.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

Give me one good reason why.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

The fact I don't like you doing it isn't good enough?

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

I want to know what bothers you so much about it!

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

What if you don't come back?

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

That's it? That's what bothers you about it? [he lets out a short, bitter laugh] I'm going to keep coming back Ianto. Even when I don't want to, I'm going to be forced back to life every single time.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

It might stop one day. You can't know for sure that you're going to keep coming back forever.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

I'm a fact Ianto, a smudge on the time line; that doesn't just go away from one day to the next.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

Weren't you going to get a first-aid kit?

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack gives him a look and pulls away, enough that he can tell Ianto is sitting up by himself, and disappears from the Plane. A moment later he's back, first aid kit in hand] I'm going to need you to move your shirt out of the way so that I can clean the wound.[His tone isn't annoyed, or even cold. It's just...blank]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[He removes his tie, before undoing the top half of his shirt, making sure he avoids Jack's eyes as he does so.]

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack opens the first-aid kit, pulling out what looks like a small piece of cloth and dabbing it with alcohol, cleaning first around and then the wound itself. He's no gentler than necessary, nt even bothering to warn him that it might sting]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto knows what to expect, and barely flinches at the sting. He just sits, waiting for Jack to finish.]

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack finishes cleaning the wound and puts the cloth down. He pulls out one of the bigger bandages and tapes it in place, making sure to cover the whole wound. He's about to close the First-Aide Kit when he reaches for something, a small, blue-tinted bag. He snaps it in half, activating the chemicals for the ice pack, handing it to Ianto] For your nose. I don't have any painkillers on hand, but I can get a couple if you need them.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[He places the icepack on his nose, shaking his head as he begins to button up his shirt with his free hand.] Don't worry about it. I'll be fine.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack doesn't say anything, but he nudges Ianto's hand out of the way, doing the buttons himself quickly, then adjusting his tie]