It was late at night and Jack was lonely. Ianto would be in London for three more days and somehow their bed seemed far too big without his Welshman to snuggle up to.
It wasn’t even the sex he was missing, just the companionship and having someone beside him if he woke in the night. Jack never used to have trouble sleeping alone, but being with Ianto had changed all that.
The next night, Jack found a solution.
“I think I finally understand about teddy bears,” he confided, snuggling up to the warm body beside him.
Nosy hummed in agreement.