It had been such a stupid fight. Ianto couldn’t even remember what had started it. All he remembered was yelling at Jack, getting yelled at in return, and storming out of the Hub to his car.
He’d just started driving, not caring where he was going, until he’d found himself here, at a rocky cove with the sun going down over the sea.
His bad mood gradually melted away as he sat on a rock, breathing sea air and watching the sunset.
Pulling out his phone he found a text from Jack.
‘I’m sorry. I love you. Come home. Jx’