Closed RP- Ianto and Jeeves

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Ianto sent a note by Owl, just to be polite of course, to Jeeves, hoping to cement what came from the secrets board. On the parchment, he wrote,

Master Jeeves

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Master Jones:

I would be most delighted to meet you this evening, if you are free. Particularly as this has nothing to do with music. Shall I come by your room when the young master is settled in for the evening? It ought be near eight o' clock.

Yours in anticipation,

R. Jeeves

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Master Jeeves,

That would be excellent, Sir, I shall prepare the room for us and get us some nice Brandy. I shall see you in a little while!

With equal excitement,

-Ianto Jones.

[agentsgent]

There was a broad difference between going to the home of an aquaintance and going to the home of a friend. With an aquaintance, you always brought a token and planned some kind of diversion. With a friend, you only brought what you liked and the friend was the diversion. Or you the diversion for he.

So Jeeves arrived, empty-handed but quite willing to divert. He knocked on Ianto's door softly.

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Ianto moved across the room and took a few nervous moments to sort out his suit and straighten his tie, before he opened it, beaming broadly. "Hello, Sir, please, come in." he said, opening the door wide and holding it for Jeeves.

[agentsgent]

"Thank you, sir. And quite thank you for your invitiation." He steps in smoothly, with a bland, patient air. Door open, that's still public space. The door would close eventually.

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Ianto was only to happy to oblige, shutting the door behind them, before shaking his head lightly. "You're very welcome, I'm glad that you could make it." he said, stepping towards him a little. "How are you?"

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"I am quite well, sir." He takes a step forward as well, his half-smile curving up neatly. "Ianto," he tests the name, lets it sit in the air. "And how are you?"

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Ianto flushed and glanced at the ground, before looking back up to meet the man's eyes. "I'm getting better by the minute... Jeeves." he said, with a small smirk.

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"Quite so." The half smile grew into a full smile then, and he offered a hand. "I believe you offered brandy?"

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Ianto took the hand and shook it firmly, letting it linger there for a few moments longer than necessary, before nodding and taking it away. "Of course, please, take a seat." he said, gesturing as he poured them both a healthy-portioned glass.

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Jeeves' fingers ghosted across Ianto's palm as he pulls back. The linger is reciprocated, and he settled in the center of the couch -- pointedly so Ianto would be sitting directly next to him. He took the glass with careful fingers and inhaled the scent with a deep breath. "Even before arriving at Hogwarts I felt somehow certain there was magic involved in a fine glass of brandy."

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Ianto smiled as he sat down comfortably beside Jeeves, relaxing a little more in the comfortable couch. "There's nothing that beats a nice glass every once in a while." he said, smelling his own softly.

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"Well, perhaps not nothing," he says, with a mild tone. He leans back in his seat and stretches his arm out across the back of the sofa. "But a glass in good company is some part of Heaven at least."

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"When the company is perfect I find that the drink only enhances the moment." Ianto said, subtley shuffling back a little, leaning towards the back of the sofa, and Jeeve's arm.

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"I must concur. Tonight, case in point," he notes, lifting the drink to breathe in again and then take a sip. He turns his head to look at Ianto and nod, slightly. "Tonight would be quite pleasing without any drink at all. Or music," he adds, with that smile again.

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Ianto smiled into his glass as he took a sip himself, before letting his eyes flick up to study Jeeves' face. "Not that I'm not fond of music, but I'm glad that we had a chance to talk about that..."