They were both as good at lying to themselves as they were at lying to each other. Whenever they spoke in anger or in lust, the words they said were never those they wanted to say. Each was too afraid of his own feelings, and of how the other might react; lying was easier.
“You betrayed the team.” (Don’t I mean anything to you?)
“You killed Lisa, I hate you!” (Thank you for doing what I couldn’t.)
“I don’t do relationships.” (I could love you so easily.)
“Good, ‘cause I’m not looking for one.” (I think I’m falling for you.)
“Let’s just keep this casual.” (You’re all I want.)
“Fine with me! Friends with benefits.” (You’re all I need.)
“See you tomorrow, Ianto.” (I don’t want you to go.)
“Goodnight, Sir.” (I’d rather stay with you.)
Then Jack left, running off with the Doctor.
Ianto’s heart shattered.
And Jack? He discovered that what he’d waited so long for was nothing compared to what he’d left behind.
When Jack returned, he was no longer afraid to say what he meant, and neither was Ianto.
It was time to stop lying.
“I missed you so much!”
“Me too. Never leave me again!”