IANTO
The weight around him isn't sudden in that, for Ianto, it almost happens in his dreams. But as a warm nose comes nuzzling against his neck, he stirs enough to realise that Remi has apparently returned from wherever he's been.
The first couple of times this happened, Ianto was understandably awkward about it. Right here and right now, though? He's not in the mood to have his comfortable Longnight ruined by a previously close-friend-turned-lover-turned-murderous-demigod.
In short, Ianto stirs, but he relaxes almost instantly. "You're home," he mumbles to the alchemist, more to let him know so he can extract himself if he wants to. "There's water in the kettle and soup on the stove, if you're hungry."
The first couple of times this happened, Ianto was understandably awkward about it. Right here and right now, though? He's not in the mood to have his comfortable Longnight ruined by a previously close-friend-turned-lover-turned-murderous-demigod.
In short, Ianto stirs, but he relaxes almost instantly. "You're home," he mumbles to the alchemist, more to let him know so he can extract himself if he wants to. "There's water in the kettle and soup on the stove, if you're hungry."
where are your gods now
