Breathe in, breathe out. In and out. Is he ready? As ready as he'll ever be, he supposes. He studies John's face for a moment longer before shutting his eyes and letting out another slow breath. No sinking yet. So far so good.
"Yeah, alright," he says, and if he sounds a little breathless that's just because he really hadn't been kidding about not liking the water.
When John lets go of him, Ianto's hand tightens on the other man's arm, but he manages to float on his own for the span of a few moments. Breathe in, breathe out. The storm is clearing away, he's relaxing, he's...
He opens his eyes to look up towards the other man and it ends up being his undoing. He has just enough time to realize what is happening, his eyes widening slightly before his balance shifts, his body tilts, and just like that his head sinks under the water. His hand tightens on John's arm as he panics before seconds later he's flailing his other hand out towards the other man as well.
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"Yeah, alright," he says, and if he sounds a little breathless that's just because he really hadn't been kidding about not liking the water.
When John lets go of him, Ianto's hand tightens on the other man's arm, but he manages to float on his own for the span of a few moments. Breathe in, breathe out. The storm is clearing away, he's relaxing, he's...
He opens his eyes to look up towards the other man and it ends up being his undoing. He has just enough time to realize what is happening, his eyes widening slightly before his balance shifts, his body tilts, and just like that his head sinks under the water. His hand tightens on John's arm as he panics before seconds later he's flailing his other hand out towards the other man as well.