The Bedtime Stories We Tell Ourselves
Title: The Bedtime Stories We Tell Ourselves
Author: sariagray
Characters/Pairings: Jack/Ianto
Word Count: ~950
Rating: G!
Spoilers: Uh, well. Assume everything through season 2, but none, really.
Warnings: None!
Disclaimer: I do not own Torchwood, its characters, or its environs, nor do I receive any monetary gain.
When Ianto stumbled out of the bedroom, Jack was settled on the sofa, his legs crossed casually, in just his boxers and vest.
Author: sariagray
Characters/Pairings: Jack/Ianto
Word Count: ~950
Rating: G!
Spoilers: Uh, well. Assume everything through season 2, but none, really.
Warnings: None!
Disclaimer: I do not own Torchwood, its characters, or its environs, nor do I receive any monetary gain.
Beta: analineblue
Summary: Jack finds a book in Ianto's flat.
Summary: Jack finds a book in Ianto's flat.
Author's Note: So apparently, I really wanted to write fluff. Like, the fluffiest fluffy fluff EVER. Beatrix Potter is involved, you guys. Seriously. (As soon as I finished writing, I proceeded to make a depressing Jack video. That will be posted tomorrow. My interactions with this show are weird.)
When Ianto stumbled out of the bedroom, Jack was settled on the sofa, his legs crossed casually, in just his boxers and vest.