Ianto shook his head, smiling slightly at Sulu, at his complimenting him despite the fact that he was so horribly banged up from their night with the ghost and all. "Keep saying things like that, Lieutenant Sulu, and I might just start to believe you about it, one of these days..." Ianto's self-esteem was pretty good at the moment, but. Being comfortable in his own skin and thinking that he was gorgeous were two different things entirely.
Ianto bit his lip, nodding at Sulu's request. "I think I can more than handle that, yeah," he said, in response to it. If something like that really would make up for something like this, that is. Ianto wasn't really quite sure how it would, but if it was what Sulu wanted, then he really wasn't going to question it. Ianto stroked the back of Sulu's hand with his thumb one more time, before putting a hand on his wrist, the other hand on his elbow. "Just try to relax, alright?" he asked, knowing that that was near impossible, but that tensing up would just hurt him more. "3," he started counting, as he slowly rotated Sulu's arm against his body, "2, 1..." And Sulu's shoulder popped back into place where it should've been.
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Ianto bit his lip, nodding at Sulu's request. "I think I can more than handle that, yeah," he said, in response to it. If something like that really would make up for something like this, that is. Ianto wasn't really quite sure how it would, but if it was what Sulu wanted, then he really wasn't going to question it. Ianto stroked the back of Sulu's hand with his thumb one more time, before putting a hand on his wrist, the other hand on his elbow. "Just try to relax, alright?" he asked, knowing that that was near impossible, but that tensing up would just hurt him more. "3," he started counting, as he slowly rotated Sulu's arm against his body, "2, 1..." And Sulu's shoulder popped back into place where it should've been.