✘ 07

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto's sat at Jack's desk, which now stinks of disinfectant and only has a very small pile of papers left of on it.  The rest of  the papers are in a bin liner a few feet away, and it would be advisable to stay away from it (cat pee isn't a pleasant smell).

There's an untouched glass of whiskey in front of him, and from the slightly dusty state of the decanter next to it it's obvious he's took it from his own version of Jack's stash.]

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[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack doesn't say anything, just walks up besides Ianto. He doesn't come lose enough to touch him, just gives him his distance. He's looking at the whiskey, but the expression on his face is almost pained, despite trying to hide it]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto shifts the glass in Jack's direction, not bothering to look up at him.]

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack looks at the glass, up at Ianto, and once again at the glass. Without a word he grabs it and downs the glass. Putting it back down he picks up the bottle and pours another glass, pushing it towards Ianto]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto glances at it for a moment, before picking it up a downing it. He puts the glass back on the desk, and seems to consider filling it again for a few seconds before deciding against it.]

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack seems to know what he's thinking, because he pushes the glass away from both of them. He still hasn't said a word]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[He remains silent for a few moments longer, and when he does speak he only looks up at him briefly.] You'll have to redo most of the paperwork.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

I'll redo it tonight. [Jack hesitates a moment, then opens his mouth again. But instead f apologizing, like he knows he should be doing,he backs out at the last moment] You cleaned up pretty well.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

What's got you feelin' evil?

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

...Ianto?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Someone's been cleaning.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[looks over it] It's very...clean.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

That might have something to do with the fact I just cleaned it.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Well, I thought that much. You don't look too proud of your very clean desk.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

'Someone' being me.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

I didn't doubt that for a second.

Any reason why?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

Misaki.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

Jack; what else?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

I always do. You can do it yourself next time.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

Apparently Jack told Cy it would make a good litter tray.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

....[Sigh] Definitely not the highlight of your day, then.

[Nudge] You don't need to look so angry about it, though.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

It's Jack's, and at his age you'd have thought he was capable of cleaning his own desk.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Well, it's Jack.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Gives her a look that suggests that, yes; he does.]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

I'd noticed.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[Eyeroll that says "drama queen"] Next time, make him clean his own desk.