Double Drabble: Fruits Of Boredom
Title: Fruits Of Boredom
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Ianto, Jack.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 494: Shock at tw100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Ianto gets a pleasant shock after a night off.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
Ianto had spent the night at his sister’s, babysitting the kids while Rhi and Johnny stayed at the St. David’s Hotel overnight. The night of luxury had been his anniversary gift to the couple.
Arriving at the Hub, he made coffee, putting two mugs and some breakfast rolls on his tray and taking it all up to Jack’s office. He almost dropped his tray out of sheer shock when he stepped across the threshold; the stacks of unfinished paperwork that had been cluttering Jack’s desk for weeks were now piled in his outbox, and the whole office appeared spotless.
“Jack? What happened here?”
“What d’you mean?”
“Well, your paperwork…” Ianto set his tray down and flicked through a few folders at random. “It’s all finished, and everything looks so neat and tidy! Did you clean?”
Jack smiled up at him. “Yes. I got bored all by myself, so I decided to do some work,” he explained.
“Huh. Miracles will never cease. Maybe I should leave you alone overnight more often.”
Jack was on his feet and round his desk in no time, wrapping his arms around Ianto in a fierce hug. “Please don’t do that, it’s too lonely without you.”
The End
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Ianto, Jack.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 494: Shock at tw100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Ianto gets a pleasant shock after a night off.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
Ianto had spent the night at his sister’s, babysitting the kids while Rhi and Johnny stayed at the St. David’s Hotel overnight. The night of luxury had been his anniversary gift to the couple.
Arriving at the Hub, he made coffee, putting two mugs and some breakfast rolls on his tray and taking it all up to Jack’s office. He almost dropped his tray out of sheer shock when he stepped across the threshold; the stacks of unfinished paperwork that had been cluttering Jack’s desk for weeks were now piled in his outbox, and the whole office appeared spotless.
“Jack? What happened here?”
“What d’you mean?”
“Well, your paperwork…” Ianto set his tray down and flicked through a few folders at random. “It’s all finished, and everything looks so neat and tidy! Did you clean?”
Jack smiled up at him. “Yes. I got bored all by myself, so I decided to do some work,” he explained.
“Huh. Miracles will never cease. Maybe I should leave you alone overnight more often.”
Jack was on his feet and round his desk in no time, wrapping his arms around Ianto in a fierce hug. “Please don’t do that, it’s too lonely without you.”
The End