Double Drabble: Helping
Title: Helping
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Ianto, Jack.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 556: Seal at tw100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Jack wants Ianto’s attention, but Ianto is busy…
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
“What’re you doing?” Jack asked, leaning over Ianto’s shoulder, trying to see what was taking up all of his lover’s attention.
“Writing our wedding invitations.”
“But it’s still three months away!” Jack protested. He’d wanted it to be sooner, but Ianto had told him weddings took time to plan, unless he just wanted to nip into the Registry Office and sign a piece of paper, which of course he hadn’t. He wanted their wedding to be a lavish occasion, something they’d never forget no matter how long they lived.
“It’s no good leaving it to the last minute; some people will need to make travel plans, and others will have to book time off work,” Ianto pointed out. “You can’t expect them to drop everything and show up at a moment’s notice.”
“I suppose not. Is there anything I can do?” The sooner Ianto finished his task, the sooner Jack could have his undivided attention.
Ianto opened is mouth to refuse, knowing Jack would probably write something totally inappropriate on the invitations when Ianto himself was striving to maintain a degree of dignity, but then he had an idea.
“Well, you could seal the envelopes.”
Jack beamed. “Consider it done!”
The End
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Ianto, Jack.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 556: Seal at tw100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Jack wants Ianto’s attention, but Ianto is busy…
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
“What’re you doing?” Jack asked, leaning over Ianto’s shoulder, trying to see what was taking up all of his lover’s attention.
“Writing our wedding invitations.”
“But it’s still three months away!” Jack protested. He’d wanted it to be sooner, but Ianto had told him weddings took time to plan, unless he just wanted to nip into the Registry Office and sign a piece of paper, which of course he hadn’t. He wanted their wedding to be a lavish occasion, something they’d never forget no matter how long they lived.
“It’s no good leaving it to the last minute; some people will need to make travel plans, and others will have to book time off work,” Ianto pointed out. “You can’t expect them to drop everything and show up at a moment’s notice.”
“I suppose not. Is there anything I can do?” The sooner Ianto finished his task, the sooner Jack could have his undivided attention.
Ianto opened is mouth to refuse, knowing Jack would probably write something totally inappropriate on the invitations when Ianto himself was striving to maintain a degree of dignity, but then he had an idea.
“Well, you could seal the envelopes.”
Jack beamed. “Consider it done!”
The End