"Oh you've got me," Jack said with a laugh, lifting his hands as though he'd been caught red handed. "That was it all along. Honestly, Doctor, I thought you'd have realised it earlier, this was all just an elaborate rouse to get you into bed and have a bit of adventure along the way."
He laughed then, an honest laugh, if hiding a little sadness beneath it, and he glanced down as the laughter faded. He looked to the side then, looked at the Doctor and watched him as if he might see in him what he wanted to hear. But no, it wasn't about what people wanted to hear, was it? It was about being honest.
"I've never been one for relationships," he said, but then he shook his head and corrected himself, "actually no, that's a lie, I have I just don't think I've ever been very good at them. But I guess I still know when I want something."
He took a deep breath then, as though he was scared to go on, but he steeled himself, and did just that, looking at him while he spoke. "I love you, Doctor, you know that. I've always loved you. I guess ever since you swapped my blaster for a banana and let me on the TARDIS. You put a lot of trust in me then, you opened my eyes. You've always meant a lot, you know that."
Another deep breath, because was he even articulating what he meant? "I love you. I love you but I am in love with you. This you. Can't honestly say I ever expected that. But I think it was somewhere between being fallen asleep on me in a hammock and a luxury space cruiser. I'm not good at it, I know that. But that doesn't stop me wanting. I guess that's where I'm human. Can't let go of that romantic little hope I guess. And I know you're not like that, but then I know a little bit of you? Well that is. But you know what else I know? You, Doctor, you're my best friend, and more than that, you're you, and if all I had was knowing you? The fact I'd been able to see a few stars with you? Then that's... brilliant. And so we go where we go. I don't want anything from you that isn't what you want to give. And wherever that takes us? I think I'm good with that, as long as it makes us happy. Because for once, you know? I think we deserve that."
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He laughed then, an honest laugh, if hiding a little sadness beneath it, and he glanced down as the laughter faded. He looked to the side then, looked at the Doctor and watched him as if he might see in him what he wanted to hear. But no, it wasn't about what people wanted to hear, was it? It was about being honest.
"I've never been one for relationships," he said, but then he shook his head and corrected himself, "actually no, that's a lie, I have I just don't think I've ever been very good at them. But I guess I still know when I want something."
He took a deep breath then, as though he was scared to go on, but he steeled himself, and did just that, looking at him while he spoke. "I love you, Doctor, you know that. I've always loved you. I guess ever since you swapped my blaster for a banana and let me on the TARDIS. You put a lot of trust in me then, you opened my eyes. You've always meant a lot, you know that."
Another deep breath, because was he even articulating what he meant? "I love you. I love you but I am in love with you. This you. Can't honestly say I ever expected that. But I think it was somewhere between being fallen asleep on me in a hammock and a luxury space cruiser. I'm not good at it, I know that. But that doesn't stop me wanting. I guess that's where I'm human. Can't let go of that romantic little hope I guess. And I know you're not like that, but then I know a little bit of you? Well that is. But you know what else I know? You, Doctor, you're my best friend, and more than that, you're you, and if all I had was knowing you? The fact I'd been able to see a few stars with you? Then that's... brilliant. And so we go where we go. I don't want anything from you that isn't what you want to give. And wherever that takes us? I think I'm good with that, as long as it makes us happy. Because for once, you know? I think we deserve that."