Hi, so I know this was only supposed to be a one shot but I was reading back through it and decided to add just one more cute little chapter. It was originally very angsty fully anger but I changed to a whole lot of fluff but it's got a sad undertone considering how everyone knows how it ends. So enjoy anyway

So That's all I've got to say, we had a laugh and though it was hard and I've hated you for the things you've done to me, I wouldn't of wanted it any other way, again Jack I love you and I know you would say something like don't if I said that to you but how can I not? I could never forget you; I hope you never forget me...

Ianto

Ianto folded up the piece of paper he had been writing on and sealed it in an envelope stowing it away in his bed side draw. He then proceeded to lie back in his bed and stare at the ceiling.

"What were you writing?" a sleepy Jack asked from beside him

Ianto craned his neck to look at Jack, bathed in the street lamp's light from outside his eyes sparkled their bright blue, like two small beacons slicing through any shadows in the Welshman's mood.

"Weren't you sleeping?" Ianto asked instead of answering the older man's question

"I never sleep you know that," Jack said his American vowels like music to Ianto, almost like a lullaby at this time of night.

"Well you're a very convincing sleeper, considering you never sleep, what you got a recording of snoring hidden there," Ianto commented smiling

"Yeah of your snoring," Jack answered returning the smile "I can be convincing in a lot of ways, given half the chance,"

Ianto frowned slightly, instead of coming back with some witty remark, thinking what the statement meant in other areas of Jack's life. He could be very convincing that he wanted Ianto when actually he loved Gwen, he could be convincing that he wanted to stay around here when really he wanted to be up there on other planets, other worlds.

"I may not be very smart sometimes, but that look doesn't exactly fill me with happiness, what's wrong Ianto?" Jack said breaking Ianto from his train of thought.

But then Ianto recalled excerpts from his letter and smiled again "Nothing, everything is fine,"

"You sure, cause I know you are a very convincing liar, it's that welsh charm, gets them every time," Jack explained laughing

Ianto answered Jack's worries with a kiss, so gentle but yet so passionate it completely changed Jack's perception on the atmosphere in the room

"See this is what I'm talking about, can't even remember what we were talking about now," Jack continued after they had parted

"Does it matter?"

A knowing look was exchanged between the two men a look that was enough to fill Ianto with hope, hope for them and the future.

"No I guess it doesn't, nothing does," Jack agreed leaning in to Ianto again, trying to show him how much he cared just by his kiss.

Later on that night the two lay, Jack with one protective arm wrapped around Ianto. Jack and Ianto lay enjoying the comfortable silence, everything that Ianto thought needed saying he had written down and he knew Jack would read it one day and he would know how Ianto felt. Ianto was pretty sure he knew how Jack felt now, but he didn't care about what he thought he felt or how he acted around others. It was how he acted with him in the here now that he cared about. And that's what he would always care about.

Always.