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These Lives We Lead (14/21)


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), Rhiannon/Johnny, OCs

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: http://omfg-yaoi-squee.livejournal.com/104987.html

 

 

Chapter 13 – Christmas Spirit

 

Ianto woke to a pressing silence, the sort of silence that came from new snow.

 

Sure enough, when Ianto rose and went to the window, wrapping his arms around himself and wishing that he had thought to put on a shirt before bed, Ianto found the world blanketed in a layer of fresh, powdery snow. Ianto sighed and his breath came out as a visible puff.

 

There was a knock on the door and Ianto bid entrance. He felt warm arms wrap around his waist and a chin rest on his shoulder. Ianto sighed again and leaned into the touch, snuggling back against Jack’s body heat.

 

‘Good morning,’ Jack murmured, ‘Aren’t you cold?’

 

‘Not anymore.’

 

Jack chuckled, his breath tickling Ianto’s ear.

 

‘That was the goal.’

 

‘Congratulations on your success, then.’

 

They stood in comfortable silence for a few moments, peacefully watching the light snow that was still falling. Ianto’s alarm beeped the hour, six o’ clock.

 

‘Alright,’ Ianto sighed, disentangling himself from Jack and walking to his closet, ‘I’m going to try out my coffee making skills.’

 

‘Your dad’s recipe?’ Jack asked as Ianto pulled an overlarge navy jumper over his head and letting it swallow his lithe frame and drape loosely over his maroon, flannel trousers.

 

‘With a few personal adjustments,’ Ianto replied, putting on a pair of thick knitted sock, ‘Come on.’

 

They padded silently passed the closed door of the other bedrooms, down the stairs, and into the kitchen, careful not to disturb Arwyn and Rachael where they were asleep on the couch. Ianto plugged in the complex-looking coffee maker and brought out his ingredients, beginning to prepare the brew as Jack leaned on the counter nearby. Soon enough, the luscious smell of roasted coffee beans, cinnamon, and a number of other spiced permeated the air.

 

JJ was first to enter, much more stoic than he had been the previous night, clad in plaid pyjamas. Ianto was immediately at his uncle’s side with a steaming mug of coffee. By this point, Rachael and Arwyn were ambling in, followed by Gwendolyn, Rhiannon, Johnny, Jonas, and finally Rowan and Michaela. The children could be heard in the living room, playing with some toy or another.

 

‘Oh my god, Yannie, this is heavenly!’ Rhiannon exclaimed, sipping at her mug.

 

‘I just made a few adjustments to my tad’s recipe,’ Ianto replied, pleased blush spreading across his cheeks.

 

‘Brilliant adjustments!’ Johnny told him.

 

Jack grinned at Ianto and blew him a kiss, causing the Welsh boy’s blush to deepen.

 

‘Alright, everyone, to the living room,’ Rowan commanded, ‘Time for gifts.’

 

Ianto’s young cousins were already there, romping playfully around the tree. Laurie and Calum were working together to sort the gifts while their younger sister Kay followed in their wake, dismantling the careful piles, while Selena played a game of pat-a-cake with the younger Ryo.

 

Rhiannon watched the children wistfully; hand on her ballooning stomach containing her and Johnny’s child. Somehow the young children were calmed down and moved away from the now scattered gifts.

 

‘Pressie time! Pressie time!’ Kay chanted happily.

 

‘Hush,’ Gwendolyn admonished fondly.

 

‘Ianto, will you do the honours?’ Rowan requested.

 

Leaving Jack seated on one of the sofas, Ianto sat himself among the gifts and picked one at random.

 

‘From Rhiannon and Johnny, to Laurie,’ Ianto read out grandly.

Laurie squealed in delight and went to plop down in Ianto’s lap while opening the gift. The parcel turned out to contain a short, but chaptered, book for the avid reader, or, as Laurie called it, a big girl book. After hugging Rhiannon and Johnny in delight, the seven-year-old rushed back to the gifts, picking one at random and, with Ianto’s help, reading out the tag.

 

They continued in such a manner, with the person who opened the most recent present picking the next one. When it was all over, the children played happily with any and all of their new toys while the adults mingled over more of Ianto’s coffee and some biscuits.

 

Although he had bought gifts for all of the Jones clan (with Ianto’s help of course), Jack hadn’t expected to get any in return. He discovered that- Johnny had, on behalf of everyone, bought him an absolutely stunning picture frame of crystal and white gold, in which Rhiannon had placed a picture that Johnny had taken of the two boys a few days previously.

 

They had been posing for pictures, but this one had obviously been captured candidly in between poses. In it, Jack and Ianto were seated side by side on a dark purpled sofa. Although there were a couple feet of space between them, both boys were leaning towards each other, Ianto with his head tossed back, eyes shut, as he laughed at something Jack had said. The American in question had his eyes trained on Ianto’s face, a small adoring smiled gracing his lips, the blue of his eyes seaming so much brighter.

 

 

Jack had thanked each family member and had hugged him or her, even little Ryo who giggled and squirmed in his grasp.

 

From Ianto, Jack had received sparkling multi-coloured braces, which he had happily clipped onto his pyjamas, as well as a whispered promise for something more later.

 

Ianto, with the financial help of Rhiannon and Johnny, had gotten his family members more personalized gifts than Jack.

 

For his grandfather, Ianto got a brand new chain for the elderly man’s pocket watch. For his grandmother, a silk headscarf dyed shades of blue and green.

 

Ianto gave JJ a leather-bound book of cricket, autographed by Alastair Nathan Cook. Despite his uncles wheedling, Ianto refused to tell where he had gotten it.

 

For his more mild-mannered uncle Arwyn, Ianto had got a handful of comic books, each of a different super hero. It was obviously some sort of family joke as everyone had laughed.

 

Gwendolyn had gotten a gourmet cookbook to, as Ianto said, inspire an idea for her next crazy confectionary creation.

 

Rachael received a silver chain-link bracelet set with small garnets which were evenly spaced along its circumference.

 

Calum got a model airplane kit, while his twin got a diary embossed with his name that had a lock and matching pen. Five-year-old Kay happily accepted a brand new Barbie doll with red hair akin to her own.

 

Selena got a set of bows and clips for her long, blonde hair and promptly put a pink and purple butterfly just above her right ear. Four-year-old Ryo received a toy train set and immediately began setting up the tracks.

 

When Ianto had given Jack the rainbow braces, he in turn had received a box of Switzerland’s finest chocolate as well as, to the Welsh boy’s embarrassment, a huge kiss on the lips.

 

When it came time for Ianto to open his gifts, Jack was unsurprised to see thick books being unwrapped and carefully placed to the side with a smile.

 

 

Chapter 14: http://omfg-yaoi-squee.livejournal.com/105510.html

 


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