OOM: Room 999, John and Ianto

[bloody_awful]

A few hours after this, John is lounging in bed reading a paperback Tom Clancy novel, occasionally snickering under his breath. Next to him is Ianto, deeply asleep and occasionally snoring. And drooling. Whenever Ianto mumbles and shifts in his sleep, John looks over at him and grins, but otherwise, he lets him sleep undisturbed.

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[likesthecoat]

Half-asleep, Ianto snuggles close to the nearest source of warmth--which happens to be John, of course.

[bloody_awful]

John puts his arm around Ianto and draws him in so his head is on John's chest. He moves his head close to Ianto's ear and quietly starts reading aloud in an atrocious American accent: "In six months this will be the best ship in the United States Coast Guard. In six months this will be the best crew in the United States Coast Guard. I'm not the one who's going to make that happen. You will -- and I'll help a little."

[likesthecoat]

"Mmmhelp wi' what?" Ianto mutters, snuggling deeper.

[bloody_awful]

"Never mind," John says, tossing the book to the floor. "Some American macho shit." He kisses Ianto on the head. "Welcome back, droolbucket," he says, smiling fondly.