Of all the things Ianto could have done, Sulu had not, in any way, expected this. He froze just as Ianto's hand touched his hair, feeling his entire face grow warm as he blushed full out. He hadn't realized that that would have been an option, or even a possibility, but now that Ianto's hand was behind his ear, in his hair, he couldn't imagine it anywhere else. It was a frightening thing, really, that he was already thinking that Ianto's hand in his hair was a great fit, but he was never one to panic over anything.
"It's - I." He chewed his lip and then smiled, head tilting just slightly into Ianto's hand, "It's okay." And there wasn't really anything else to say to that. Instead of bothering to restate the obvious, he went a more direct route; he turned his cuffed hand and put it over Ianto's, so he wouldn't pull away - so he'd know Sulu was really telling the truth about it being okay.
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Date: 2010-07-18 03:10 am (UTC)"It's - I." He chewed his lip and then smiled, head tilting just slightly into Ianto's hand, "It's okay." And there wasn't really anything else to say to that. Instead of bothering to restate the obvious, he went a more direct route; he turned his cuffed hand and put it over Ianto's, so he wouldn't pull away - so he'd know Sulu was really telling the truth about it being okay.