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Title: Anger
Parings/characters: Ianto, Jack, music, beer
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood or any of the characters.
Summary: Ianto had a really shit day
Spoilers: No, not really, around the end of the season one
Rating: NC-15
Beta:the so awesome thrace_adams
Genre: angstt, with some comfort (short fic, drabbles ?)
Note from the author: I had a really shit day at the school thursday, my students was monsters. This is the result of my anger and exhaustion.
Anger
The flat looks so empty, even his sighs echo on the air. He takes off his coat and goes directly into the kitchen. He feels like shit. It was a hard day, the kind of day that makes him almost regret surviving Canary Wharf. He sighs again, knowing he should be thankful to be alive, but sometimes the screams in this head are so loud that he just wishes he would disappear. The light in the fridge enlightens the darkened room for a brief moment. He takes out a bottle of beer, opens it and takes a gulp. He doesn’t feel better, but at least the alcohol gives him a false sensation of happiness. His heavy steps drive him toward the living room. He turns on the table lamp. The place looks so wrong, the lack of life is like slap in the face. A sob bubbles up into his throat, but he restrains it, he doesn’t want to cry. He takes another gulp of his beer. He hates the silence of his flat, of his life. So he turns on the radio and puts on a CD. The music dances around him, he closes his eyes, for a moment the world around him is gone. The sound of a hard guitar explodes in the air, jumps inside him. All his anger and his exhaustion rolls up like a ball of fire in his stomach. A scream exits his mouth, his head follows the beat of the music. Like an insane doll, his body moves around the place, in a frenetic dance. Ianto Jones suddenly feels alive, he’s not afraid; for the moment he just feels. He sings loudly the lyrics of the song, nothing else matters anymore, he just wants to be. He doesn’t hear the door open behind him; he doesn’t see the look of the man in the door frame. But he feels the strong arms that embrace him, tastes the lips on his own. Suddenly the anger disappears, the exhaustion flies away, a soft smile plays on his lips. Jack……..
The end
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Love your icon! Can I take it ???
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Yes, I think Ianto is a charater who not show is emotion, even when is alone with himself......
:) Take care !!
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Thanks for reading mon amie
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Yep, no Jack for me either....
Thanks !!!!!!!
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Thanks!!!! Yep, I couldn't leaved Ianto alone like this.........
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...kind of wish I had a Jack too on those days.
*feels suddenly lonely*
Great one ma belle!
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Thanks so much !!!!
Ho gosh, I wish to have a one to myself too.....
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This was wonderful.
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Thanks Miss! I saw you updated a new chapter of Amend, I run to read it :)
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*hug*
I wait for your next chapter of your series!!!!!
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I knew it is good! Stop doubting yourself, I like this short fic very muchly. Poor Ianto, I'm glad that he had Jack for a hug and a snog and...comfort^^
*HUGS YOU*
I hope you're feeling better now :D
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I know, sometimes the doubts attack me and I feel so alone and stupid.....
But I feeling better now and I am writting the next Blue Lizard chapter !!!
I loooooooooooooooove your new icon!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Take care mon amie !!!!!!!
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hope Friday was better :D
great story
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Yep, friday was better, a day without students ;p
Thanks
Take care my friends
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C'était vraiment un joli morceau de vie. Je dois avouer que je ne connais que trop bien ce sentiment, quand on se sent tellement fatigué par le monde autour de nous, après une journée bien nulle (surtout au lycée, je compatis ahaha, les élèves sont particulièrement ignobles avec les professeurs parfois).
La fin est parfaite, délicate et juste adorable ! On a tous besoin d'un Jack pour illuminer notre vie. :D
Merci d'avoir partagé en tout cas, j'ai beaucoup apprécié ! ^-^
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Effectivement ça fait plaisir de rencontrer des gens qui parlent français et qui adorent Torchwood!
Merci! J'adore écrire à propos, je trouve que c'est vraiment un beau et intéressant personnage. Je suis vraiment contente que tu aimes ce petits morceaux d'écritures. Oui, les étudiants peuvent être des monstres!!
Hummm, oui, j'en veux un Jack dans ma vie !!!lol
Merci d'avoir lu et commenté!:)
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;)
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Thanks for read and comment! This is you and your family???
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