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These Lives We Lead (13/21)


Title: These Lives We Lead

Author: omfg_yaoi_squee / ello luv / Mimi

Fandom: Torchwood

Characters/Pairings: eventual Jack/Ianto, mention of one-sided Gwen/Jack, Gwen/Rhys, one-sided Tosh/Owen (perhaps more in later chapters), John Hart/OFC, past Ianto/Lisa, the Doctor (Ten)

Rating: NC-17

Summary: Jack Harkness is the most popular boy in year 13 – if not the entire school. When a new boy is transferred there, things start to get a little more complicated…

 

A/N: Thanks to my LJ betas

 eriinxx, aranellaurelote, and butterflycell. Thank you also to my artist draw_yourworld. You’ll be seeing stuff from her later ^__^


Previous Chapters:
Prologue: http://omfg-yaoi-squee.livejournal.com/8
7255.html
Chapter 1: http://omfg-yaoi-squee.livejournal.com/8
7931.html
Chapter 2: http://omfg-yaoi-squee.livejournal.com/9
1856.html
Chapter 3: http://omfg-yaoi-squee.livejournal.com/9
4392.html
Chapter 4: http://omfg-yaoi-squee.livejournal.com/9
7112.html
Chapter 5: http://omfg-yaoi-squee.livejournal.com/1
00351.html
Chapter 6: http://omfg-yaoi-squee.livejournal.com/1
03566.html
Chapter 7:
http://omfg-yaoi-squee.livejournal.com/103756.html
Chapter 8:
http://omfg-yaoi-squee.livejournal.com/103958.html
Chapter 9:
http://omfg-yaoi-squee.livejournal.com/104321.html
Chapter 10:
http://omfg-yaoi-squee.livejournal.com/104595.html
Chapter 11: http://omfg-yaoi-squee.livejournal.com/104877.html


 

Chapter 12 – Meet the Family

 

The first week passed quickly and soon it was Christmas Eve Day. In a few hours, they were to dress up and head out to Ianto’s mum’s house on the outskirts of Cardiff proper. The plan was for them to stay there over night so that gifts could be exchanged early the next morning.

 

Ianto, of course, had brought a suit with him. When the time came, he slipped into black trousers and a button-down shirt, pastel green this time, and an emerald tie, and fastened the pinstriped waistcoat. The suit jacket he put near the front door so that he could just grab it on their way out.

 

Jack had somehow managed to fit the RAF greatcoat into his small suitcase and so once again wore navy trousers and light blue shirt. With the coat waiting downstairs, Jack’s bright red braces were visible.

 

Johnny looked spiffy in his own deep blue suite, sans waistcoat, with a crisp white shirt and bright red tie. Small gold-coloured cufflinks twinkled at his wrists.

 

Rhiannon opted for a scoop neck, deep purple, floor length dress with a plain pearl necklace and matching earrings. Ianto noticed that the material was stretched a little tight across Rhiannon’s belly and carefully asked in a hushed whisper if she was pregnant. It was risky, just in case she wasn’t, but thankfully Rhiannon’s responding blush and grin gave Ianto all the answer he needed.

 

The four piled into Johnny’s car and arrived half an hour later at Rowan’s home.

 

‘Last stop, everybody out,’ Johnny said.

 

He went to fetch the fruit salad Rhiannon had put together from the boot as the boys stepped out of the car. Ianto looked up at the house, feeling slightly queasy. The last time her had been here, Chad had struck him as Rowan sobbed bitterly off to the side.

 

Ianto felt Jack’s hand slip into his and let their fingers entwine.

 

‘It’s okay,’ Jack murmured, ‘I’m here and he’s not.’

 

Ianto took a deep breath and followed Rhiannon and Johnny to the front door, continuing to hold Jack’s hand loosely. After only one ring of the doorbell, Rowan opened the door, delighted expression upon her face.

 

‘Rhiannon! Johnny!’ she exclaimed, hugging them each in turn. Her eyes then moved to Ianto.

 

‘Mam,’ Ianto whispered, his eyes pricking with tears and feeling for all intents and purposes like he hadn’t seen his mother in years.

 

‘Ianto, ‘m ab.’

 

Ianto released Jack’s hand and rushed to his mother, embracing her tightly. Rowan was murmuring strings of Welsh into Ianto’s ear, tears leaking from the corners of her eyes. Finally, Ianto stepped back. Wiping moisture from his own eyes, he reached backwards for Jack.

 

‘Mam, this is Jack Harkness, my,’ again at a loss for what to call Jack, Ianto paused. He was about to say boyfriend when Jack spoke first.

 

‘Cariad.’

 

Ianto looked briefly surprised and Jack was afraid he would deny it, but them the Welsh boy smiled at him softly. ‘Yes, ‘m cariad.’

 

Rowan embraced Jack as well.

 

‘Ifan has told me everything you’ve done,’ she whispered hurriedly, ‘How you managed to get him to tell his story, how when you’re around he’s happy, and how he’s pulled out of his depression. I just want to say ‘ch ddiolch, thank you. And please, take care of my boy.’

 

‘Of course,’ Jack murmured back, pleased.

 

Rowan ushered them inside and they walked towards the warmth that marked the dining room. A long table was set with fine dishes and crystal glasses, while a fire roared happily in the grate.

 

‘Oh Rowan, it’s beautiful!’ Rhiannon breathed, tracing an intricate design carved on the stems of one crystal wine goblet.

 

‘Thank you,’ Rowan said with a soft smile, ‘The set was a wedding gift from Ifan’s father. Ifan left it here, but I haven’t been able to bring myself to use it before now.’

 

The doorbell rang and Rowan excused herself to go answer it.

 

‘Who else is coming?’ Ianto asked.

 

‘Everyone,’ Rhiannon replied, ‘Aunts and uncles. Rowan’s parents too, I believe.’

 

Ianto’s face lit up.

 

‘Hello hello hello!’ an elderly man exclaimed, shuffling into the dining room.

 

‘Grandpa.’

 

The man paused for a moment, taking in Ianto’s appearance, and then burst into delighted laughter.

 

‘Ianto, my boy, come give your grandpa a hug! Michalea. Come see what the cat dragged in!’

 

Ianto embraced his grandfather as an elderly woman came in.

 

‘Oh, Ianto, ‘m anwylyd!’ she said, moving forward to accept a hug and kiss on the cheek.

 

‘Help me to my chair, will you dear?’

 

Ianto led his grandmother to a seat at the table. A burst of noise emerged from the foyer as a rather tall man with a full beard strode in, speaking loudly.

 

‘No, I’m telling you,’ he was saying to the slighter man beside him, ‘It was on the fourth wicket, not the fifth!’

 

‘The big one’s my Uncle JJ,’ Ianto explained quietly in Jack’s ear, ‘He manages a small-time cricket team. The smaller guy is my Aunt Rachael’s husband, Arwyn. She’s behind talking to my Aunt Gwendolyn. Whatever you do don’t call her Gwen. She hates the name.’

 

Jack chuckled. A group of children tumbled into the room next. Heading up the group were a set of twins, a girl and a boy, whom Ianto said were JJ and Gwendolyn’s children - Laurie and Calum. Beside the twins was Rachael and Arwyn’s daughter Selena. Behind the older children were two younger ones. One was a girl with massively curly red hair who was JJ and Gwendolyn’s Kay. The other was a boy by the name of Ryo who was Rachael and Arwyn’s adopted half-Japanese son.

 

It was Laurie who spotted them first and let out a loud squeal of ‘Cousin Ianto!’ bringing the attention of the adults present to them.

 

‘Well look who it is!’ JJ boomed, training his eyes on Ianto.

 

‘Hello, Uncle JJ,’ Ianto said with a grin.

 

‘Rowan told us you were coming, but pardon me if I told her that I’d believe it when I saw it.’

 

‘Well, here I am,’ Ianto replied.

 

JJ let out a booming laugh, draping an arm over Ianto’s shoulders, ‘Here you are indeed!’

 

It was then that someone caught sight of Jack.

 

‘And who is this young man?’ called JJ and Rowan’s sister Rachael. Obviously, loudness ran in the family.

 

‘Jack Harkness, ma’am,’ he introduced politely, extending a hand to shake Rachael’s.

 

‘And charming too!’

 

Jack smiled, just shy of a grin, ‘I try.’

 

They all started talking at once, even the children, questions being thrown at him from all directions.

 

‘Alright!’ Rowan’s voice rose above the din, ‘You can interrogate the poor boy later. Have a seat you lot.’

 

While the children settled at a smaller table off to the side, chattering as only children could, Jack found himself seated between Ianto and Gwendolyn, with JJ across the table. With the help of Rachel and Arwyn, Rowan brought out all manners of serving dishes, each letting out a tantalizing scent. A Grace was said, finished off by JJ’s rousing cry of ‘Good drink, good meat, good god let’s eat!’ and they all fell to.

 

‘So, Ianto,’ Rowan began, ‘how’s school?’

 

‘Oh, don’t bore us with such details,’ Ianto’s grandfather complained.

 

‘Jonas!’ Michaela scolded her husband with a laugh.

 

‘Can’t really blame me,’ Jonas said, ‘if I’d rather hear about his social life than his schooling. Education’s all the same nowadays.’

 

‘Well said!’ JJ concurred.

 

‘Alright then,’ Ianto said with a grin, ‘It will please you to know that I’ve made some friends. More than just Jack here isn’t that right,’ he paused, ‘sir?’

 

‘Ianto!’ Jack protested jokingly, ‘What have I told you about calling me “sir”?’ When we aren’t alone, he added silently.

 

‘Well, I think it’s a good title as any for a Captain. You do know that’s what Martha and her girls call you.’

 

‘Of the cricket team,’ Jack clarified, ‘And I’m not the only one either. I don’t see you calling John “sir”.’

 

‘That’s because, as much as he hates to admit it, he’s a follower,’ Ianto huffed, ‘You’re the real Captain. Besides, John calls me “Eye Candy”.’

 

‘So what would you say if I started calling you “Eye Candy”,’ Jack asked, smiling flirtatiously, ‘Or saying that you looked good in a suit?’

 

‘Careful,’ Ianto joked warningly with a smirk of his own, ‘that’s harassment, sir.’

 

Jack could barely restrain the urge to kiss that smirk off of Ianto’s lips, settling instead with entwining their fingers beneath the table. Ianto’s smirk changed to a smile.

 

‘So, you play cricket, Jack?’ JJ said excitedly, breaking their moment.

 

‘Yes,’ Jack replied, tearing his eyes away from Ianto’s, ‘Our friend John and I are co-captains of the school team.

 

‘And star players,’ Ianto reminded fondly.

 

‘Well, I suppose,’ Jack admitted with an uncharacteristic show of modesty.

 

‘So tell us about this John fellow and the rest of your friends,’ Rowan requested.

 

‘John’s kind of stuck up,’ Ianto replied.

 

‘Oi,’ Jack protested, ‘That’s my best friend you’re talking about!’

 

Ianto gave Jack a look.

 

‘I guess he’s a bit conceited,’ Jack admitted.

 

Ianto raised his eyebrows.

 

‘Alright,’ Jack conceded, ‘very conceited. But he’s a good guy.’

 

‘True, but the fact remains that this proved you’re the real leader of Torchwood.’

 

‘Torchwood doesn’t need a leader,’ Jack said, ‘We have no hierarchy.’

 

‘Tell that to Owen,’ Ianto said with a laugh.

 

‘You know he’s just joking,’ Jack told him, ‘Torchwood is equal opportunity.’

 

The two grinned at each other.

 

‘What’s Torchwood?’ Arwyn asked.

 

‘That’s what we call our group.’

 

‘You’re in a clique?’ Rowan asked, seeming inordinately happy.

 

‘Kind of.’ Ianto shrugged.

 

He and Jack went on, talking about Owen (‘He pretends to be self-righteous, but really he just wants to be accepted.’) and Tosh (‘She’s way too intelligent for her own good. Definitely a computer genius in the making.’), Rhys (‘so sweetly oblivious.’) and Gwen, (‘I don’t understand why she continues to flirt. It’s not like you’re subtle.’)

 

‘So what about you two?’ Michalea asked when they had finished, ‘Just friends?’

 

Despite the way he had been flirting openly with Jack, Ianto blushed lightly at the direct question.

 

‘As I suspected,’ Ianto’s grandmother said smugly.

 

‘We don’t really like labels,’ Jack said.

 

‘Oh, no doubt,’ Michalea said, flippantly waving her hand, ‘But you are dating.’

 

‘Yes,’ Ianto replied firmly, squeezing Jack’s hand.

 

The rest of the meal passed in comfort, everybody chattering familiarly



 Chapter 13: http://omfg-yaoi-squee.livejournal.com/105367.html

 


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