A/N: A 100 word drabble from Jack's POV (Jack/Ianto). My first ever...
The eyebrow, a patch of short hairs shaped in a bowed, narrow strip above the eye. Compared to all the marvels of the human body it is a seemingly insignificant part that seems not to serve any evolutionary purposes.
It comes in pairs; although my fascination, my obsession is geared toward just one single eyebrow holding more meaning than an epic novel.
On Ianto Jones it is an expression from the depths of a soul, an emotion, communication device, a weapon. It is the body part that I can't help but kiss, worship as he sleeps peacefully in my arms.