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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 Lorne]

And you worry about me, and you spin beautiful fantasies for us, and you send me beautiful things that I can hold onto and get drunk on, and I love when you're a dork.

[Private to Ianto]

And you make icons for me, and you understand my obscure, geeky references, and you send me gummi bears, and I love when you're a dork.

[Private to Lorne]

I love making things for you, and I love that you love the gummi bears, and I love that I'm your Big Damn Geek.

[Private to Ianto]

And I love you.

[Private to Lorne]

You're my boy and I love you.

[Private to Ianto]

Will we ever get tired of saying that?

Because I love you.

[Private to Lorne]

God, I hope not. Because I love you too.

[Private to Ianto]

I saw a movie once where a guy said that if you say "I love you" too many times it becomes meaningless. You might as well be saying "cheese sandwiches." Of course, then he and his girlfriend start saying "cheese sandwiches" to mean "I love you."

I still love you.

[Private to Lorne]

Cheese sandwiches.

O:-)

[Private to Ianto]

I was going to send you a cheese sandwich, but I thought an umbrella would travel better.

[Private to Lorne]

Unless you freeze-dried it or something similar it would be quite disgusting by the time it reached me.

God, I'm going to think of you every time I eat cheese sandwiches now, too.

[Private to Ianto]

Cheese sandwiches, gummi bears, umbrellas, jam...we ought to start a list.

[Private to Lorne]

Bara brith, brownies, Jaffa cakes . . .

[Private to Ianto]

Hobnobs, tea, coffee...

[Private to Lorne]

And in the non-edible column, sort-of-cashmere blankets, umbrellas, mix tapes, various songs . . .

[Private to Ianto]

Douglas Adams, Firefly, Speedos...

[Private to Lorne]

Tolkein, strawberry mead, the running path in Bute Park where I want to take you . . .

[Private to Ianto]

Seeing the stars from my balcony...

Come to think of it, there's very little that doesn't make me think of you.

[Private to Lorne]

Even the unpleasant things are made more bearable because once they're done I can talk to you again.

[Private to Ianto]

You're like the light at the end of the tunnel. No matter what I'm dealing with, talking to you always makes me smile.

[Private to Lorne]

When you say things like that I don't know how to answer out loud. I just want to show you.

[Private to Ianto]

I wish you could.

How would you show me?

[Private to Lorne]

The usual ways. I'd kiss you and hold you and make love with you.

I never realized how much I like being touched until I went without it for so long. And now I just . . . yearn for it.

[Private to Ianto]

I never realized how much I miss being touched until I couldn't touch you. I think that I would be perfectly content if I could do nothing more than hold you.

[Private to Lorne]

Yes. Yes, exactly. Just hold you and look at you and breathe you in.

[ooc: bedtime.]