The New Boss - Chapter Twelve
Title: New Boss - 12/?
Rating: MA 15+
Fandom: Torchwood
Genre: AU/ Romance
Pairings: Jack/Ianto
Spoilers: None. AU but the names of the Episodes are mentioned
Summary: There is a new Boss for Torchwood Cardiff.
Flat Hunting
Words: this part 1,541 - So far - 21,929
Torchwood- Copyright BBC.
beta’d by the wonderful wanda1969
‘thoughts are in italics and single quotes’
Chapter Twelve
Jack was waiting at the lifts, wearing an old RAF coat, Ianto arrived at the lift, mesmerized by the cut of the coat, which suited Jack. ‘It makes him look so delectable.’
Jack seemed to notice that Ianto was behind him and turned to face him, Ianto’s mouth dropped open in surprise, the blue-grey of the coat brought out the colour in Jack’s eyes, making the blue brighter and, ‘Wow.......’ thought Ianto. ‘He’s just perfect. I have never seem a more beautiful man.’
Jack gave Ianto a big smile and said, “Ready to go?”
Ianto felt his heart beat faster and all he could do was nod.
The two men exited the building and Jack hailed a taxi. Ianto tried to get his brain to function, taking a deep breath as he gave the driver the address for the first letting agent.
“You okay, you’re quiet?” enquired Jack.
“Yeah, I’m fine.” Ianto looked out of the window as he started to tell Jack a bit of history of the area.
“Let’s go to the pub on the corner, near the Estate Agent. We are about 15 minutes early.” said Jack,
Ianto continued explaining about the history of the area, making sure he gave some of the more salacious stories. Jack was laughing along, enjoying the anecdotes, and Ianto’s company. ‘I don’t want to go to the agents, I want to stay here, with Ianto,’ sulked Jack.
“Come on Jack, we better get going, it’s just around the corner.”
The first flat they went to was nice, but a bit floral. The wall paper in every room, including the toilet, was roses.
“I can’t imagine why someone would put that paper in there,” laughed Ianto. “You wouldn’t want to have a hangover and use it would you.” Jack laughed, “It’s just not me.”
The second flat had a tiny bathroom. Jack said “I liked to be able to have a shower with a friend, this shower would not work.”
This comment had Ianto imagining showering with Jack. ‘Oh very nice thoughts, this is a vision I must revisit when I am by myself,’ contemplated Ianto.
The real estate agent blushed, Ianto giggled..... and Jack.... didn’t care.
The agent bid them goodbye and said she would contact them if she got news of any other properties that seemed suitable.
Jack was a bit dejected. “As nice as it is living in a hotel, what with no cleaning, it isn’t a home. I’m beginning to miss my stuff. I had to pack it all up about 4 weeks ago, and living out of a suitcase is only an adventure for a short time. It can be very confining in a hotel room all the time, you feel like you’re in a bunker or a bolt hole, it’s not a home.”
“We’ll find somewhere for you Jack. You can always come over to my place if you need company, or a real home.” Ianto couldn’t believed he said that, ‘what will Jack think, how will I cope if he is at home, it’s hard enough keeping my distance, but at home, it’d be hard, yeah parts of me will be hard.’
Jack smiled, ‘A night in with Ianto, by ourselves: we could cuddle up on the couch, watch a movie, or have a movie on and not watch it. No, don’t go there Harkness.’
The two men decided to walk to the next Estate Agent’s. It was just in the next street from where they were. Jack liked the area. ‘It feels comfortable here,’ he thought, ‘I like the small pubs, and there are lots of trees - you don’t really feel like you are in a city.’
“This is the Agent I have my flat through. The owner, Lois, is going to show us around,” explained Ianto.
The flat that Lois showed Jack and Ianto was in the building 2 doors down from Ianto’s.
As they went through the unit, Jack thought, ‘This is perfect for me.’ It was one of four flats in the block, so it was quiet.
“The unit was originally a three bed unit” explained Lois, “it’s at the back and faces onto the shared rear yard. The smallest bedroom has been converted into an en-suite bathroom and walk in robe, making the main bedroom very spacious.”
Jack loved the en-suite, there was an extra large corner bath, with two shower heads over the bath. The toilet was separate from the bathroom and there was a double sink, the whole bathroom was done in sky blue small glass tiles.
“And here is the second bedroom, it is also large. There is a reception room, dining room and a kitchen, it is not so large, but there’s a built in coffee machine.
Jack looked at Lois and his only comment was: “Where do I sign, this is just perfect.”
Both Lois and Ianto smiled. Lois as she had found a person to rent the unit, and Ianto because Jack was only 2 doors away.
“Jack,” said Lois. “I’m actually the owner of the unit. I have it as an investment, I am hoping to sell it in about 6-8 months time as my partner is overseas, and he wants to wait till he gets back before we organize any more financial dealings - old fashioned I know, but, hey, I love him. So I can only offer a 6 month lease, with an option to go weekly from there.”
Jack smiled even more, “Perfect” I will be wanting to purchase in a few months time, so I’m really only after a short term lease of about 6 months. My possessions are being shipped over, but I want to make sure I get the flat, so I will take it as soon as possible, and move in say, in 2 weeks.”
“Sounds good to me, just make sure the mail gets cleared out of the letter box, junk mail can pile up, it’s a safe area, as Ianto knows, but it’s better to not advertise that a place is empty.”
Jack wandered through the flat again, and he pulled Ianto into the bathroom whispering into his ear. “Look at that shower, Ianto, two could fit very comfortably under that, two men could fit very easily.”
Ianto blushed and Jack though, ‘red is definitely his colour.’
Ianto tried to change the topic, or ‘at least,’ he thought, ‘change what the topic was doing to me.’ “Jack, my unit is two houses down the road, I’ll be able to tell you the good take aways, and which pubs are fine on what nights, there are some you really shouldn’t go into on game night, if you aren’t following the game.”
“Good advice.” grinned Jack, “Hey Ianto, that shower looks like fun, looking forward to trying it out, what d’ya think?”
Lois returned to the room with the papers for Jack to fill in and return to the office in the morning. Jack and Ianto bid her farewell as they left the building. Jack turned to Ianto and asked, “You’re the local, for the time being, where would you recommend for a meal?”
“You have a few options: nearby there are a couple of smallish pubs, with good basic menus, not expensive, clean and good food. Down closer to the water, about a ten minute walk from here, there’s also a Micro Brewery - it’s got more modern fare and surprisingly tends not to be overcrowded on week nights. Wouldn’t suggest going on a Friday or Saturday night, it is usually packed with people on the pull, unless that is what you are looking for. The beer is good, they brew on site.”
“Beer seems to be important, there are lots of pubs! Let’s go to the one down the road, that’s the closest, be nice to get to know it. If I don’t feel like cooking, that’s probably were I’ll go.”
The two men made their way to the pub, ordered food and a drink each: Ianto a beer and Jack, water, remembering the last time he had been drinking with Ianto. ‘Waking up next to him was good, but the next time, and God, I hope there is a next time and I don’t want it to because we both were so drunk we passed out,’ contemplated Jack.
As they sat in the booth, eating their meal, they talked, finding they had much in common, chatting easily, work, moving, impressions of Cardiff, all manner of things, big and small - but skirting around how they were each feeling for each other.
‘I am falling for him, not a good move, Jones, he’s your boss, but it feels so right, being with him, talking, oh get over yourself. He wouldn’t want a guy from the valley.’
Jack looked at Ianto, ‘I could so easily fall for you, wait - I think I am already beginning to. He is so easy to be with, makes me feel like this is home, even though I’ve only been here a week... amazing, he really is amazing.’
Jack insisted on paying for dinner and they walked back towards Ianto’s flat. As the two men walked, talking about dinner, the area and other inconsequential things, they moved closer together, without realizing it.
Rating: MA 15+
Fandom: Torchwood
Genre: AU/ Romance
Pairings: Jack/Ianto
Spoilers: None. AU but the names of the Episodes are mentioned
Summary: There is a new Boss for Torchwood Cardiff.
Flat Hunting
Words: this part 1,541 - So far - 21,929
Torchwood- Copyright BBC.
beta’d by the wonderful wanda1969
‘thoughts are in italics and single quotes’
Chapter Twelve
Jack was waiting at the lifts, wearing an old RAF coat, Ianto arrived at the lift, mesmerized by the cut of the coat, which suited Jack. ‘It makes him look so delectable.’
Jack seemed to notice that Ianto was behind him and turned to face him, Ianto’s mouth dropped open in surprise, the blue-grey of the coat brought out the colour in Jack’s eyes, making the blue brighter and, ‘Wow.......’ thought Ianto. ‘He’s just perfect. I have never seem a more beautiful man.’
Jack gave Ianto a big smile and said, “Ready to go?”
Ianto felt his heart beat faster and all he could do was nod.
The two men exited the building and Jack hailed a taxi. Ianto tried to get his brain to function, taking a deep breath as he gave the driver the address for the first letting agent.
“You okay, you’re quiet?” enquired Jack.
“Yeah, I’m fine.” Ianto looked out of the window as he started to tell Jack a bit of history of the area.
“Let’s go to the pub on the corner, near the Estate Agent. We are about 15 minutes early.” said Jack,
Ianto continued explaining about the history of the area, making sure he gave some of the more salacious stories. Jack was laughing along, enjoying the anecdotes, and Ianto’s company. ‘I don’t want to go to the agents, I want to stay here, with Ianto,’ sulked Jack.
“Come on Jack, we better get going, it’s just around the corner.”
The first flat they went to was nice, but a bit floral. The wall paper in every room, including the toilet, was roses.
“I can’t imagine why someone would put that paper in there,” laughed Ianto. “You wouldn’t want to have a hangover and use it would you.” Jack laughed, “It’s just not me.”
The second flat had a tiny bathroom. Jack said “I liked to be able to have a shower with a friend, this shower would not work.”
This comment had Ianto imagining showering with Jack. ‘Oh very nice thoughts, this is a vision I must revisit when I am by myself,’ contemplated Ianto.
The real estate agent blushed, Ianto giggled..... and Jack.... didn’t care.
The agent bid them goodbye and said she would contact them if she got news of any other properties that seemed suitable.
Jack was a bit dejected. “As nice as it is living in a hotel, what with no cleaning, it isn’t a home. I’m beginning to miss my stuff. I had to pack it all up about 4 weeks ago, and living out of a suitcase is only an adventure for a short time. It can be very confining in a hotel room all the time, you feel like you’re in a bunker or a bolt hole, it’s not a home.”
“We’ll find somewhere for you Jack. You can always come over to my place if you need company, or a real home.” Ianto couldn’t believed he said that, ‘what will Jack think, how will I cope if he is at home, it’s hard enough keeping my distance, but at home, it’d be hard, yeah parts of me will be hard.’
Jack smiled, ‘A night in with Ianto, by ourselves: we could cuddle up on the couch, watch a movie, or have a movie on and not watch it. No, don’t go there Harkness.’
The two men decided to walk to the next Estate Agent’s. It was just in the next street from where they were. Jack liked the area. ‘It feels comfortable here,’ he thought, ‘I like the small pubs, and there are lots of trees - you don’t really feel like you are in a city.’
“This is the Agent I have my flat through. The owner, Lois, is going to show us around,” explained Ianto.
The flat that Lois showed Jack and Ianto was in the building 2 doors down from Ianto’s.
As they went through the unit, Jack thought, ‘This is perfect for me.’ It was one of four flats in the block, so it was quiet.
“The unit was originally a three bed unit” explained Lois, “it’s at the back and faces onto the shared rear yard. The smallest bedroom has been converted into an en-suite bathroom and walk in robe, making the main bedroom very spacious.”
Jack loved the en-suite, there was an extra large corner bath, with two shower heads over the bath. The toilet was separate from the bathroom and there was a double sink, the whole bathroom was done in sky blue small glass tiles.
“And here is the second bedroom, it is also large. There is a reception room, dining room and a kitchen, it is not so large, but there’s a built in coffee machine.
Jack looked at Lois and his only comment was: “Where do I sign, this is just perfect.”
Both Lois and Ianto smiled. Lois as she had found a person to rent the unit, and Ianto because Jack was only 2 doors away.
“Jack,” said Lois. “I’m actually the owner of the unit. I have it as an investment, I am hoping to sell it in about 6-8 months time as my partner is overseas, and he wants to wait till he gets back before we organize any more financial dealings - old fashioned I know, but, hey, I love him. So I can only offer a 6 month lease, with an option to go weekly from there.”
Jack smiled even more, “Perfect” I will be wanting to purchase in a few months time, so I’m really only after a short term lease of about 6 months. My possessions are being shipped over, but I want to make sure I get the flat, so I will take it as soon as possible, and move in say, in 2 weeks.”
“Sounds good to me, just make sure the mail gets cleared out of the letter box, junk mail can pile up, it’s a safe area, as Ianto knows, but it’s better to not advertise that a place is empty.”
Jack wandered through the flat again, and he pulled Ianto into the bathroom whispering into his ear. “Look at that shower, Ianto, two could fit very comfortably under that, two men could fit very easily.”
Ianto blushed and Jack though, ‘red is definitely his colour.’
Ianto tried to change the topic, or ‘at least,’ he thought, ‘change what the topic was doing to me.’ “Jack, my unit is two houses down the road, I’ll be able to tell you the good take aways, and which pubs are fine on what nights, there are some you really shouldn’t go into on game night, if you aren’t following the game.”
“Good advice.” grinned Jack, “Hey Ianto, that shower looks like fun, looking forward to trying it out, what d’ya think?”
Lois returned to the room with the papers for Jack to fill in and return to the office in the morning. Jack and Ianto bid her farewell as they left the building. Jack turned to Ianto and asked, “You’re the local, for the time being, where would you recommend for a meal?”
“You have a few options: nearby there are a couple of smallish pubs, with good basic menus, not expensive, clean and good food. Down closer to the water, about a ten minute walk from here, there’s also a Micro Brewery - it’s got more modern fare and surprisingly tends not to be overcrowded on week nights. Wouldn’t suggest going on a Friday or Saturday night, it is usually packed with people on the pull, unless that is what you are looking for. The beer is good, they brew on site.”
“Beer seems to be important, there are lots of pubs! Let’s go to the one down the road, that’s the closest, be nice to get to know it. If I don’t feel like cooking, that’s probably were I’ll go.”
The two men made their way to the pub, ordered food and a drink each: Ianto a beer and Jack, water, remembering the last time he had been drinking with Ianto. ‘Waking up next to him was good, but the next time, and God, I hope there is a next time and I don’t want it to because we both were so drunk we passed out,’ contemplated Jack.
As they sat in the booth, eating their meal, they talked, finding they had much in common, chatting easily, work, moving, impressions of Cardiff, all manner of things, big and small - but skirting around how they were each feeling for each other.
‘I am falling for him, not a good move, Jones, he’s your boss, but it feels so right, being with him, talking, oh get over yourself. He wouldn’t want a guy from the valley.’
Jack looked at Ianto, ‘I could so easily fall for you, wait - I think I am already beginning to. He is so easy to be with, makes me feel like this is home, even though I’ve only been here a week... amazing, he really is amazing.’
Jack insisted on paying for dinner and they walked back towards Ianto’s flat. As the two men walked, talking about dinner, the area and other inconsequential things, they moved closer together, without realizing it.