06- An uncommon sight

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack appears on the Plane, currently seated at his desk. He lacks his usual greatcoat, which is hung up back at his office. His desk is a mess, cluttered with papers and the odd piece of junk. He seems to be currently focused on a particular stack of documents in front of him, pen poised in his hand, unmoving. Jack seems to be willing the papers to disappear, or simply burn out of existence; either one would work for him.

He's been like this for about twenty minutes now, and anyone taking a closer look would see the extends of his work; a detailed doodle at the top of the page of the SUV, complete with mud splatters and the Torchwood logo]

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[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

...we could always just skip the paperwork part of the deal, you know.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

But then I'd just have to do it later.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

Not you, technically.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

Still a me, though.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

And who says I won't get around to it later?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

I do- I know you well enough to know that.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

Do I have to do the five papers before I get my kiss and coffee, or can I start of with that?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

...that depends. How many have you done so far?

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

There's a stack of papers that have been done around here [Notice the obvious lack of 'I' in that statement]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

Papers that I've done?

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

They're on my desk, and I have the pen now?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

And I did the work?

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

It should still count; positive reinforcement.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

Fine; but you only have one of the two until you've actually done something.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[thinks about this for a while] Coffee, then.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Vanishes from the Plane, returning a few minutes later with a mug of coffee. He hands it to Jack, but makes sure he keeps a distance.]

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack takes the coffee, and thank you battle-honed reflexes. Jack manages to lean up and press his lips to Ianto's before he can pull away, a childish grin on his face]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[And Ianto will be taking the coffee back now.] I told you; one or the other.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack makes grabby hands at the coffee] But Ianto!

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

You cheated. You can have coffee when you're done. [And he's drinking it. Because who is he to let good coffee go to waste?]

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[makes 'D:' face at him, but then sits down and stares at his paperwork. And stares. And stares]...I want coffee.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

Well, staring at the paperwork isn't going to help.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

I'm your boss, so I should have coffee.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

And I'm your employee, so I shouldn't have to worry about you harassing me when I specifically said you couldn't.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

It's not harassment if you like it. And I didn't even get m coffee.