Maybe this is all I think when watching Torchwood.

Jack: I hate the word couple.

Ianto: …me too.

Me: NOOOOOOOO he’s lying! Look at that face!

Ianto: Where are you going?

Jack: Now who’s a couple?

Me: YOU ARE AN ASSHOLE. HE LOVES YOU SO MUCH HIS FACE IS SCRUNCHED UP IN CONCERNED LOVE.

Ianto: …he is very handsome.

Rhiannon: No!

Ianto: Now stop it.

Me: UGH, Ianto is that person in a relationship that is more in love with the other person than the other person is in love with them. UGH.

Rhiannon: What sort of civil servants are you?

Ianto: Huh, unappreciated ones.

Me: I appreciate you! Of COURSE he would get a scratch that accentuated his cheekbones.

Ianto: So…one day, you’ll see me die. Old age. And just keep going

Me: OH GOD. I wish it was old age!

…And then bad things happen and I couldn’t bring myself to pause it and screencap it.