fic: Drabble: One Revelation or Two, sir?
Ianto had tried to keep a lid on it, he really had, but even through the shock of Jack’s return and the careful dancing round each other that had inevitably ended in Jack’s bed, he hadn’t quite managed to suppress the playfulness that had been uncovered or the gallows humour that had been set free. It all came to a head when Ianto took Jack his coffee to be met with the most quizzical expression on the Captain’s face.
“What the hell got into you while I was away?” Jack asked. Ianto turned away, and smiled.
“That would be Methos...”
“What the hell got into you while I was away?” Jack asked. Ianto turned away, and smiled.
“That would be Methos...”