[filtered] family, etc

[likesthecoat]

[Filtered to Lorne]

It's been very strange for the last few days without you. I don't think I'd realised how much I've come to rely on talking to you to unwind from the day and get my thoughts in order, or how much I've grown to like you being the last person I talk to at night and the first person I want to see in the morning.

I spent the weekend with family: my sister-in-law Eleanor gave birth to their first child, a boy they're naming Rhodri Martin Jones. Everyone says Rhodri looks just like Euan but I don't see it quite yet--he looks like most newborns to me, a bit squashed and round. Give him a few weeks and I'll probably see the resemblance. (He does have our eyes, though: very big and blue.)

Rhodri was born Friday afternoon and I drove up to Aberdare Friday night, and the rest of the family except for Ellie's mother (who'd been there the last week and stayed at the birthing center with Ellie) came up from various points Saturday. It was the longest I've been around so many members of my family for almost a year, plus Eleanor's parents (her father was one of our teachers at school so he tends to treat us like we're still his students, just taller), and it was jarring to realise that these are people who've known me my entire life and I couldn't think of much to say to any of them.

Though I should add that Friday night Euan and I had a good talk about various things--as much as I could tell him, including you, though I left out the parts about you being in the military and on a base in another galaxy. (Like the rest of my family he thinks I work for the Tourism board. "Wasting my mind in a nothing job" is how my dad puts it, but fortunately he had other things to think about this weekend and we didn't get into it.)

I came home Saturday afternoon. Mum and Eleanor's mum will be staying another few days to help them get settled, and in a few weeks I'll be back in Aberdare to see Rhodri christened.

It's strange, isn't it, when a baby's born. Last week there was no such person as Rhodri Jones, and now there is, and soon he'll start showing us what kind of person he is. I hope I get to see it.

I miss you like crazy. I love you.

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[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

I hope you get to see it too.

I love you, and I miss you.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

YOU'RE BACK!

*tacklehugs*


Hi.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

Hi.

God, I missed you.


[ooc: Mun may or may not have wandered around Bute Park for a while looking at various trees and assessing their potential as sites for sweaty snogging. And she may or may not have taken pictures of a couple of trees she thought might be good locations.]

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

I missed you too.

How was it? Unbearable? Boring? Horrible? Did you dream of me every night and name a new flower after me?


[ooc: That may or may not be completely awesome.]

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

It was definitely boring, and unbearable and horrible in that I was away from you (even more than usual). I did dream of you a couple times, but I left the flower naming to Parrish.



[ooc: I'l post them when I get them uploaded. I also found the pier that Lorne paints from in my Ianto/Lorne 'verse.]

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

At least it's over now, and you're back safe.

Someday something cool should be named after me.


[ooc: Coolness. Can't wait to see.]

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

Yes, very safe. And none the worse for wear, other than having been a bit desperate to talk to you again.

Tell you what, tonight I'll go out on my balcony and find a star that no one here has named yet, and I'll call it Ianto, even if no one else does.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

Desperate, eh? That makes me far too happy, I think.

That'll do. That'll do perfectly.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

Well, it didn't make me happy. *pouts*

I aim to please.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

*kisses your pout* You know I'm not happy that you were upset. I'm happy that you missed me.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

My devious plan worked. *kisses you back*

Well, I suppose that's okay then.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

Yes, I was caught in your snare. Whatever shall I do. Woe is me.

*snogs you*

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

Surrender is clearly your only option.

*holds you and snogs you*

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

Yes, I surrender.

Oddly enough, though, I feel like I've won.

(I need to teach you a word: cwtch. If you say 'I need a cwtch' it means you need a snuggle. Because I rather feel like we're having a cwtch right now.)

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

Funny how that works, isn't it? One of us surrenders, and we both win.

(This is one of those "W is a vowell" situations, isn't it?

And yeah, I think we're definitely having a cwtch, and I, for one, definitely need it.)

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

It's an ideal situation, really. Like playing sardines.

(Yes, w is a vowel.

I will cwtch you any time you wish, cariadfab.)

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

It really is. For some strange reason, I suddenly want to squish into a small space in a dark building with you and wait for someone to find us. Of course, in my head, we're the only people in the building, so it might be a while before we're found.

(Cwtch me, please, Schatzi. *makes grabby hands*)

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

*laughs* I'd love to squish into a small space with you.

(*cwtchi di*)


[ooc: *wings it with the grammar*]

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

And that's why I love you.

(*grins and snuggles*)



[ooc: *is impressed by your ability to wing*]

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

And here I thought it was the gummi bears.

(*cuddles and kisses*)

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

Well, the gummi bears certainly help.

(*burrows into you*)

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

Good. I'll keep sending them.

(*wraps myself around you*)

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

(*holds you tight and is happy*)

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

(*loves you*)

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

(*loves you too, so much*)