Weevils sing in the dead of night (300 words)

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Jack shot up in the bed and silenced the alarm sounding on his wrist strap that was sat on Ianto's bedside table. Weevil alert. He slid out of the bed slowly and quietly while trying to set angle himself from the Welshman, he didn't want to wake ianto up. Too late. "Where're you goin..." came the drowsy mumble of ianto jones, his welsh accent thickened with sleep. Jack smiled affectionately at the man he was beginning to love "just a weevil... nothing I can't handle." Jack assured him. Ianto sat up slowly "I should come" he said tiredly. "I thought you already did" jack laughed suggestively. Ianto giggled and began to get out of bed. "No no you stay here ... go back to sleep" jack ordered. Ianto's happily obliged as he sank back into the warmth of the bed. Jack turned to leave the room when he heard a small sleepy voice drift from the bed "jack... be careful". "I will ianto... I'll be back soon" he replied comfortingly.

True to his word, jack was back in an hour. He slipped back into the warm bed next to ianto. Immediately the Welshman rolled over and positioned his arm over jack "missed you... the beds too big without you" he informed jack with a yawn. Jack chuckled slightly "ianto ... I was only gone for an hour". Ianto shrugged "that's long enough", he nuzzled into jack's chest breathing his scent sleepily. "Are you okay?" The immortal questioned, he couldn't help but feel that Ianto was being very clingy all of a sudden. "Couldn't sleep before ... wanted to know if you're okay... but you're safe now... so 's okay" the Welshman admitted quietly as he drifted off to sleep. Jack cuddled down against ianto allowing himself to drift into a deep, relaxing sleep.

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