Drabble_weekly Challenge 395 - Waylaid
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m_findlowTitle: Waylaid
Author: m_findlow
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 300 words
Content notes: none
Author notes: Written for Challenge 395 - Because of you at ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
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drabble_zoneSummary: Ianto is going to be very late and is looking for someone to blame. A triple drabble.
Ianto woke with a start. He hadn't meant to fall asleep. He hadn't even meant to close his eyes, but had still managed to doze off.
As he sat up and turned over to check the clock, making him jolt even harder. ‘Jesus, Jack! It's half six!’ he cried, whacking Jack awake with a flailing arm as he tried to disentangle himself.
‘Hmm?’ was the only reply he got as he sat on the edge of the bed, trying to tug back on his clothes. ‘I was meant to be at Rhiannon's at six for tea!’ He swore again. ‘I'm going to be in so much trouble because of you.’
Jack didn't look at all panicked as he continued to lounge on the bed. ‘So just explain why you were late. It's not a big deal.’
‘I am not confessing to my sister that the reason I'm late is because you wanted to play a little bit of “how's your father?”!’
‘It's just sex, Ianto. It's not like it's a foreign concept. She's got two kids.’
Ianto turned his head and gave Jack an angry glare. ‘Do not go there!’ The last thing he needed were mental images of a naked Johnny going at it with his equally naked sister and getting her up the duff. Or worse, doing it just for fun. Some things you just shouldn't ever picture. He planned on making sure his sister continued to feel as uncomfortable thinking about a sibling having sex as he did.
He continued muttering under his breath as he tugged on more clothes, wishing he’d never let Jack tempt him. ‘I could tell her I was napping and just overslept. She’ll believe that, won’t she?’
Jack leaned back, hands intertwining behind his head. ‘What do you reckon?’
He growled. Balls.
Ianto woke with a start. He hadn't meant to fall asleep. He hadn't even meant to close his eyes, but had still managed to doze off.
As he sat up and turned over to check the clock, making him jolt even harder. ‘Jesus, Jack! It's half six!’ he cried, whacking Jack awake with a flailing arm as he tried to disentangle himself.
‘Hmm?’ was the only reply he got as he sat on the edge of the bed, trying to tug back on his clothes. ‘I was meant to be at Rhiannon's at six for tea!’ He swore again. ‘I'm going to be in so much trouble because of you.’
Jack didn't look at all panicked as he continued to lounge on the bed. ‘So just explain why you were late. It's not a big deal.’
‘I am not confessing to my sister that the reason I'm late is because you wanted to play a little bit of “how's your father?”!’
‘It's just sex, Ianto. It's not like it's a foreign concept. She's got two kids.’
Ianto turned his head and gave Jack an angry glare. ‘Do not go there!’ The last thing he needed were mental images of a naked Johnny going at it with his equally naked sister and getting her up the duff. Or worse, doing it just for fun. Some things you just shouldn't ever picture. He planned on making sure his sister continued to feel as uncomfortable thinking about a sibling having sex as he did.
He continued muttering under his breath as he tugged on more clothes, wishing he’d never let Jack tempt him. ‘I could tell her I was napping and just overslept. She’ll believe that, won’t she?’
Jack leaned back, hands intertwining behind his head. ‘What do you reckon?’
He growled. Balls.
