And every breath we drew was Hallelujah - Jack/Ianto
Ianto's smiling to himself, his thumb tracing small circles on the shoulder of Jack's shirt as they slowly move about the room, dancing to a song Jack's huming into Ianto's hair.
Jack's not thinking of the last person he held like this, Ianto's not thinking of how it felt just like this when he first danced with Lisa at a friend's Christmas party. They're not thinking of what has happened or what will happen. It doesn't matter because they're both here, right now, and if they wanted to they could stay together, dancing to music that might not exist outside of Jack's imagination, forever, until Torchwood Cardiff Britian the World collapses around them.
Jack's not thinking of the last person he held like this, Ianto's not thinking of how it felt just like this when he first danced with Lisa at a friend's Christmas party. They're not thinking of what has happened or what will happen. It doesn't matter because they're both here, right now, and if they wanted to they could stay together, dancing to music that might not exist outside of Jack's imagination, forever, until Torchwood Cardiff Britian the World collapses around them.