Like china

[silver_sun]

Title: like china
Rating: G
Spoilers: vague ones for cyberwoman

Ianto stares at the mug, smashed now into pieces on the floor. Knocked from his hands by a carelessly thrown ball of paper.
 
“Sorry, I’ll buy you another,” Jack calls out.
 
“Don’t, just don’t,” he walks quickly away, before Jack can see his face.
 
Picking up fragments of mug Jack holds them together.
 
They say, amongst other things, caraidfab, and now he understands.
 
When Ianto arrives at work the next morning, there on the reception desk is the mug.
 
 It’s repaired. Painstakingly glued back together. With it is a note. If only all things broken were so easily repaired. J

AN: caraidfab means boyfriend.