Keeping warm, (Torchwood, Jack/Ianto)
Jack gasped for breath as his life ran back to him. He sat up and looked around, wondering where he was. The snow was falling softly from above and he started to remember. He had gone to pick up James from a bar in the city centre. A fight with an alien had ensued in the alleyway which resulted in James shooting him in the head by accident. He got up and dusted himself off before walking down the alleyway back towards the street.
Ianto was standing outside the bar when he emerged, shivering against the cold winter air. He was only dressed in his suit. Jack raced over and held him tightly in his arms. The sudden warmth that Ianto felt left him speechless as he didn’t want to let Jack go.
“Where’s James?” Jack asked, breaking the silence.
“Back at the hub with Martha, he managed to kill the alien.” Ianto replied looking up at Jack.
“Well at least he’s safe; now let’s go warm your inner fires.” Jack said with a suggestive grin.
Ianto smiled, “Good idea sir.”