Texts From Last Night
Title: Texts From Last Night
Author: iantojjackh
Pairing: Jack/Ianto
Rating: PG
Warnings/Spoilers: none
Summary: A stray text message leads to a big revelation
Notes: Another prompt from classics_lover on comment_fic. Today's theme is Texts from Last Night and the prompt was Do us both a favour and come rip my clothes off.
Texts From Last Night
Jack: Do us both a favour and come rip my clothes off.
Tosh: Umm... Jack. I don't think this was meant to be sent to me.
Jack: Shit, Tosh. I'm so sorry. This never happened. Tell no one. You can have the mornings off all next week.
Tosh: I forwarded the message to who I hope was the intended recipient.
Jack jumped when he heard laughter coming from the kitchen area of the hub. It was soon followed by footfalls on the stairs.
"Care to explain this?" Ianto asked, his voice and face not showing any hint of what he was thinking or feeling.
Jack started to blush and he never blushes. His secret was about to be found out. "I can explain. That text was meant for you. I PROMISE."
"Really?" Ianto let an amused smirk cross his stern face. "Explain away. I is nowhere near T in the alphabet." The smirk quickly twisted into anger as he was hit a realization. "Please don't tell me you have me as tea-boy in your contacts." It was scary how Ianto could flip from playful to down right scary in a second.
"No," Jack quirked a slight smile. "There are other words that begin with T that describe you." The suddenly nervous captain held out his mobile, he was always better at showing what he felt than saying it.
Ianto quickly grabbed the phone from its owner and looked it over until he found what he was looking for. Only then did the anger melt away. "You can't say it, but you put that as my contact name," Ianto's face could easily light up the darkest tunnels of the hub. "What am I going to do with you, Jack?" he placed the mobile on the desk and pushed Jack's chair back just enough so he could straddle the man's lap.
"I'm hoping for what I said in that text," Jack whispered as his lips ghosted Ianto's inviting lips.
"That can certainly be arranged." Ianto closed the minute distance between their lips. "True love, huh?" he broke the kiss for a brief second.
"You are one of a kind, Ianto Jones."