Who: Jack and Dabble Ianto
When: Just after the Ianto and Ianto
shopping trip!
It had been a very weird morning for Jack, meeting Patrick Logan, a weird novelist look alike who had been
skulking about. Jack was very willing to go up to the sixth floor where he and Ianto slept when in London in an apartment that had seen better days. He was going to fix this one up first so that it rivaled the beauty they had in New York. No balcony pool, maybe, but he could figure something else out. Building the HUB was like rebuilding his dreams and Ianto was part of them.
"So, did you have a good--" Jack paused as he let the double doors close behind him. He hadn't expected to find his lovers sitting on the floor, surrounded by bags and packages, in tears. "Yan! Are you hurt?" He rushed to his side at once."