[RL Jack & Ianto]

[lt_cmmdr_scott]

It had been, Scotty realized, as he busied himself with packing up the now-finished phasers he'd promised to build for Torchwood, quite a while since he'd last talked to Jack. That was nothing new, of course - the two of them tended to go for stretches at a time without checking in on each other. And that was his first mistake - he ought to have

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[torchwoodteaboy]

Jack and Ianto had had a bit of a falling out a few days ago, and as such hadn't spoken to each other for a full day. Jack had actually tried to do the whole talking thing, and Ianto had shot him down. Of course, Ianto had also been grumpy and running on fumes and really hadn't been patient or ready enough to deal with Jack presenting him with a serious conversation at that point. Jack had pushed him and Ianto had blown up about it and thrown him out, and Jack had slunk off to lick his wounds and complain to Sulu about it. But after a day of not talking, the pair of them had finally been adults about the situation and made up. Not by discussing what Jack wanted to discuss, or talking about how they were really sorry about what had happened, but physically. Because that was really the only level of communication the pair of them had absolutely no trouble operating on

[lt_cmmdr_scott]

Scotty made his way down into the main section of the Hub, wondering if maybe he ought to have called ahead, since he didn't see anyone. Maybe he'd come at a bad time, maybe they were out... Well. He'd stop by Jack's office, at least, and if Jack wasn't in he'd just leave the phasers with a note and head back up to the ship.

In retrospect, he really ought to have knocked.

He froze, with his hand still on the door handle, and for one long agonizing moment he was rooted to the spot, unable to tear his eyes away, unable to move, unable to really do anything but stand there in horrified realization that that was Jack and Ianto on Jack's desk and--

He turned away, shutting the door behind him, and just stood there, not knowing what do. God, he'd trusted Jack. He wanted to be angry. He wanted to turn around and open the door again and demand to know what was going on, but-- He couldn't. He just couldn't. As cliche as it was, in that moment it felt like the world crashing down around him. He couldn't even begin to sort out how

[capt_greatcoat]

Ianto's head was a completely different place than the here and now that he almost didn't notice what was going on around him. Almost. There definitely was not supposed to be anything sounding like a door shutting going on while they were up to this, though, because they were the only two in. Should have been the only two in. If it had been Gwen walking in on them, she'd probably have screeched at them, but. No one had said anything. Which...could only mean bad things

[lt_cmmdr_scott]

Scotty tensed at the sound of Jack's voice, at the way Jack sounded like nothing was wrong, like it didn't even matter that he'd just walked in on... He wasn't a violent man. He wasn't a violent man and he didn't often lash out in anger, but right then it took everything he had not to turn around and punch Jack. "I brought the phasers," he said tightly, turning, not bothering to even attempt hiding the hurt and the anger in his expression. "But I can see I've come at a bad time." He shoved the case in Jack's direction and let go of the handle, not caring if Jack took it or if it dropped to the floor.

And then he turned again, intending to leave, intending to just walk out. If he stayed, he'd just end up shouting and God, by this point, maybe even crying, and he'd be damned if he let on just how much this hurt because obviously it didn't bother Jack any. But he was done. He was through, absolutely through with Jack. Through with Jack, through with Ianto - God, did Sulu know about this? He didn't care, right then. He was