What Am I Getting Myself Into?

[sariagray]

Stolen from eldarwannabe.

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(My ability level has not been officially measured, btw).

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Proposal

[sariagray.livejournal.com]

(IDEK what this is....It totally got away from me and took on a life of its own).


“I think it’s sweet.” Gwen shifts in the metal chair.

“I don’t think this is the time to talk about it,” Ianto grumbles. “And it isn’t sweet.”

He can’t undo the rope tied around his wrists or Gwen’s, can’t get enough leverage from his position. He’s more frustrated with his inability than he is with their situation, although that’s fairly annoying in its own right. Gwen seems to be struggling on her end, too.

“At least he didn’t injure himself like Rhys did. Although, I suppose it wouldn’t matter if he did, would it? I could help you pick things out. I’ve already got some ideas you can use; I’m thinking cream and gold for the invitations.”

He can hear the teasing note in her voice and at least now he can feel her fingers against his as they try to unravel the knots. A part of him knows what she’s doing, and is grateful for the distraction, but the rest of him doesn’t care.

“No one’s proposed to anyone. There was no actual proposal. And if we don’t get out of here soon, there isn’t going to be one!”

“Ianto!” Ah, of course Jack would choose this time to enact his dramatic rescue. Gwen is laughing almost hysterically, and Ianto’s glad he can’t see Jack’s face. “I didn’t know you cared!”

Re: Proposal

[xrai-namere.livejournal.com]

Jack has inappropriate timing. XD And Gwen would totally play wedding planner for their wedding.

Thanks muchly! *hugs*