following the herd

[likesthecoat]

Taken from Lorne and everybody else.

1) Ask me anything. Anonymously (I worked out how to switch that IP thingy off, even), or even privately, and I'll answer honestly.

2) Tell me something you want me to take a picture of (bearing in mind you don't want me fired or posting classified things, people) - it can be anything at all, and I'll do my best to get a photo of it for you.

I can't answer questions or take pictures of anything classified, but everything else is fair game.

[ooc: Lorne and Ianto get busy in the comments.]

Comments

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]

*nuzzles your face*

I'm not going to get tired of you, babe. How could I? How could anyone?

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Lorne]

*kisses you softly*

Even I have my moments of uncertainty and self-doubt.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]

*kisses you back and runs my hands up your arms*

I love you, Ianto. You are the most brilliant, the funniest, the sexiest, the most thoughtful, the geekiest, the most amazing man I've ever met, and I will never, ever get tired of you.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Lorne]

Oh, my love, I wasn't fishing for compliments, I wasn't. But god, I love you so much, I don't even know how to tell you.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]

I know you weren't. But I don't want you thinking that I could ever get tired of you.

And sometimes, I just like to compliment you. Because you deserve to be complimented, you know. You deserve to be adored.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Lorne]

*holds your face and kisses you*

I love you so much, sweetheart. I adore you.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]

*kisses you back and pulls you close*

I love and adore you too, darling.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Lorne]

*leans against you and breathes in your scent*

I wish I were brave enough to leave all of this and be with you.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]

*kisses your forehead and strokes your hair*

I don't...blame you, you know. I wish you were here with me, but I can understand why you're not.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Lorne]

Can you, really? You don't resent me for it?

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]

Ianto, I live in another galaxy. Any remotely sane person would have reservations about leaving everything they know to come out here.

I don't resent you. I miss you, and I want you here, and sometimes it breaks my heart to be so far away from you, but I don't resent you.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Lorne]

Goo. I needed to hear that. I . . . think I need to hear that more than how sexy you think I am, really. (Not that there's anything wrong with the compliments, either.)

I miss you too. I wnt to be with you, I do, I just don't know how to bring it about.

[ooc: gonna go to bed.]

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]

I'll keep that in mind.

I know you do, babe. I wish there were a simple compromise here, but there's not. And I hate that, but I can live with what we've got.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Lorne]

Yeah. It has to be enough.

By the way, I love you.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]

I love you too, darling.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Lorne]

And I'll never stop missing you.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]

I hope you will someday. I hope someday you won't have to.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Lorne]

Oh, sweetheart. That's the only way I want to stop missing you.

(Your feet! I remember them!)

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]

Me too.

(They remember you too, babe.)

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Lorne]

(I miss them, too.)

Can I vent at you a minute? I promise I'll keep it brief.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]

Absolutely. What's on your mind.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Lorne]

Just things at work. We've been looking after some people and this evening one of them stole my car.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]

Someone stole your car? Any chance of getting it back?

God, I'm sorry, babe.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Lorne]

Jack's gone to find him. All our cars have global positioning, so we know generally where he is, or at least where he left the car. I'd just rather be home than here, waiting to see what's going to happen next.

Actually . . . it's been a few hours, now. It shouldn't take this long to drive back.

Shit. Now I'm worried, too.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]

Is there a way you can contact him?