Tea, anyone?
Jack sighed. “Okay.” Jack then took the packet of instant coffee from Ianto and tossed it away.
He got everything sorted out and even though it seemed all Jack had was a coffee maker, not the french press Yan usually would make coffee with, it still tasted amazing once Ianto was done with it. He held a mug out to Jack. “Just the way you like it.”
You’re still a bit of a threat, unfortunately. He’ll pick you idiots over me.
Then I do believe that’s something you should be taking up with Jack, not me.
Jack laughed and pointed to the cabnit. “Top shelf.”
Ianto smiled and moved towards the cabinet, inspecting what Jack had. A few different blends of coffee, coffee filters, he paused as he pulled out a packet of instant coffee. He bitchfaced at Jack, holding it up. “Throw that away.” He held it out to him.
Jack smiled back. “Well all that matters is you’re back and alive.”
Ianto sighed softly and grinned. “Well, I know what I want.” He kissed Jack’s cheek. “Coffee.”
Jack kissed Iantos cheek back. “You make the best coffee.”
”I know.” A teasing grin spread across his features. “Point me to where you keep the fixings and I’ll get us both a cup.”
Because if it’s just tea and sex… I can do that.
I could take your place as tea boy bed warmer, and be more useful while I’m at it, Eyecandy.
You’re on about that, John? Really? Jack drinks coffee, John. Usually, at least. And I’ve been…gone. I don’t think I really have a place in Jack’s bed.
Ianto Jones! It’s good to see you again.
Again? I’m sorry, I’m kind of recovering from something, my memory’s shoddy at best for the time being.
Actually… I’m here for Jack. So you can bugger off and— Wait, no. Do you make coffee or just have sex with Jack and make tea?
…I don’t see how having sex with Jack makes a difference in what kind of caffeinated beverage I can make.
Jack smiled back. “Well all that matters is you’re back and alive.”
Ianto sighed softly and grinned. “Well, I know what I want.” He kissed Jack’s cheek. “Coffee.”
Jack let out a happy sigh. “But…. But how did you come back? You died in my arms.”
Ianto nodded. “I did. I was…I think I was in heaven? I don’t really know what it was but I got dragged back by something and woke up in a field in Cardiff.” He sighed softly and stroked Jack’s cheek a little.
“What was it like? In heaven I mean.”
A small smile crossed his face. “It was…nice. Nothing compared to being alive though.”
