"And in those three weeks I moved in with Gwen and Rhys," Ianto said slowly. Gwen laughed. Rhys snorted.
"He always does that," Ianto mumbled into the coffee. "Keeps hiding my cheese-grater."
"You practically sneak him into the base, you refuse to Retcon him, but this you don't tell him?" Jack asked Gwen patiently. "Wasn't my business," she said, still smiling. "Besides, keeps him on his toes."
"I missed you," Jack said, almost incoherently, mumbling the words into his skin
"Alien possession," Ianto said indistinctly. "Trumps."
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And I loved all of these lines:
"And in those three weeks I moved in with Gwen and Rhys," Ianto said slowly. Gwen laughed. Rhys snorted.
"He always does that," Ianto mumbled into the coffee. "Keeps hiding my cheese-grater."
"You practically sneak him into the base, you refuse to Retcon him, but this you don't tell him?" Jack asked Gwen patiently.
"Wasn't my business," she said, still smiling. "Besides, keeps him on his toes."
"I missed you," Jack said, almost incoherently, mumbling the words into his skin
"Alien possession," Ianto said indistinctly. "Trumps."