Challenge 708 - Standing orders
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m_findlowTitle: Standing orders
Character: Jack, Ianto
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 200 words
Content notes: none
Author notes: Written for Challenge 708 - Spell at ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
torchwood100
torchwood100Summary: Jack wishes that just once Ianto would listen to him. A double drabble.
Jack could smell the aroma of coffee from his office. It alerted him to the fact that he shouldn't be able to smell it at all. He pushed up from his desk, walking towards the small kitchenette, arriving to stand behind Ianto just in the nick of time as Ianto's legs gave out momentarily underneath him. Jack grabbed Ianto by the waist and kept him from falling before he managed to right himself. Even then, Jack didn't let go.
'What did I tell you?' Jack scolded in a gentle voice. 'Light, desk duties only.' He coaxed the man into a battered vinyl chair as he studied the still pale face. He was far from fully recovered, and this just proved it.
'It was just a little dizzy spell,' Ianto argued. 'Probably from sitting down too much and not standing up enough.'
'You should be resting completely,' Jack argued. 'You're not a hundred percent and we both know it. I only agreed to this because you promised to stay sat.'
Ianto waved off his concerns. 'I'll be fine. Besides, I've been off coffee for days now. If I go any longer, I might just drop all the way into a coma.'
Jack could smell the aroma of coffee from his office. It alerted him to the fact that he shouldn't be able to smell it at all. He pushed up from his desk, walking towards the small kitchenette, arriving to stand behind Ianto just in the nick of time as Ianto's legs gave out momentarily underneath him. Jack grabbed Ianto by the waist and kept him from falling before he managed to right himself. Even then, Jack didn't let go.
'What did I tell you?' Jack scolded in a gentle voice. 'Light, desk duties only.' He coaxed the man into a battered vinyl chair as he studied the still pale face. He was far from fully recovered, and this just proved it.
'It was just a little dizzy spell,' Ianto argued. 'Probably from sitting down too much and not standing up enough.'
'You should be resting completely,' Jack argued. 'You're not a hundred percent and we both know it. I only agreed to this because you promised to stay sat.'
Ianto waved off his concerns. 'I'll be fine. Besides, I've been off coffee for days now. If I go any longer, I might just drop all the way into a coma.'
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