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It worries me a bit when things are quiet at work, but I'm going to just count my blessings for it and catch up on paperwork.

[Filtered to Lorne]

Guess what was waiting for me when I got to the Hub this morning?

That would be your latest package. Dr. Jackson must had paid a fortune to get it here so quickly.

The blanket is going right on my bed when I get home tonight, and I love the pictures. (I will admit to tucking that one of you in the astronaut's uniform into my breast pocket.)

For what it's worth, you're not a dick. I've never thought that.

So, tell me about the umbrella.

[ooc: adult-contenty. la la la.]

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[Private to Ianto]

So, do you forgive me for being an ass and making you wait?

[Private to Lorne]

Yes, of course it does.

I love you too.

[Private to Ianto]

I do love you, Ianto.

I'm sorry it took me so long to figure that out.

[Private to Lorne]

I have to confess I've been staring at that for five minutes and smiling behind my hands.

[Private to Ianto]

I think I've been grinning non-stop since you mentioned the jam.

[Private to Lorne]

You know I'm going to think of you every time I pick up that umbrella, don't you?

[Private to Ianto]

That's the idea, yeah. I'm hoping it will also remind you that I love you.

[Private to Lorne]

I suspect the thought process will go like this: "Lorne sent me this, because he loves me."

[Private to Ianto]

Excellent. And every time I have some of your jam, I'm going to think, "Ianto made this for me, because he loves me."

I'm afraid I'm not going to be very generous with it.

[Private to Lorne]

That's all right. There's lemon juice in it and I seem to recall you saying McKay was allergic to citrus, so there's one . . .

[Private to Ianto]

Yes, he's very allergic, and also the one who is most likely to take offense at being excluded from any edible gifts.

[Private to Lorne]

Poor bloke. You'll just have to keep this shipment a secret, I suppose.

[Private to Ianto]

Damn. That's just too bad.

I'm gonna end up sitting in my quarters by myself eating this jam now.

[Private to Lorne]

By the spoonful, like you've stolen it from the larder.

I sent three jars: you could keep one and share the others.

[Private to Ianto]

Exactly.

But now it's like the gummi bears. If I share it, I'm gonna have to explain why just the smell of it makes me grin.

[Private to Lorne]

You could say it reminds you of home.

[Private to Ianto]

I'd rather say it reminds me of you.

[Private to Lorne]

I'd rather you say that too.

[Private to Ianto]

I just want to go stand in the mess and tell everyone who'll listen that I'm in love.

[Private to Lorne]

I wish you could.

[Private to Ianto]

So do I.

[Private to Lorne]

Or you could just tell people about your new umbrella.

[Private to Ianto]

I love that icon, Ianto.

But I think if I started to wax poetic about my new umbrella, I'd end up with an appointment to see Heightmeyer pretty quickly.

[Private to Lorne]

It's for both of us. I'm kind of thinking of it as a symbol--you know, like tugging on your ear to say I love you.

True, it might be interpreted as a bit odd.

[Private to Ianto]

You're brilliant, you know.