Challenge 859 - Everyday couple
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m_findlowTitle: Everyday couple
Character: Ianto, Jack, Rhiannon
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 200 words
Length: 200 words
Content notes: None
Author notes: Written for Challenge 859 - Ordinary at ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
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torchwood100Summary: Rhiannon never expected her brother's relationship to seem so ordinary. A double drabble.
Rhiannon found herself stuck at her own kitchen doorway unable to move. In the kitchen was her brother, standing over the sink with a pair of marigolds pulled up over his shirtsleeves, arms elbow deep in a sink full of soapy water. Next to him was his boyfriend Jack, armed with the tea towel and taking the washed dishes one by one, drying them carefully before asking where they went, then following Ianto's detailed instructions, opening cupboards and sliding out drawers to put them away. After everything her brother had told her about what he did for a living, and how Jack was from an alien world in the far off future, the sight of the two of them here now seemed so ridiculously ordinary.
‘I was only gone ten minutes to put the kids to bed,’ she said, trying to find a way to break the awkwardness of standing there gawking. ‘You don't have to do the dishes.’
‘We don't mind,’ Jack replied, clutching a plate. ‘It's the least we can do since you spent all day cooking. We hardly ever get a home cooked meal.’
‘And when we do,’ Ianto added, ‘Jack never offers to dry the dishes.’
Rhiannon found herself stuck at her own kitchen doorway unable to move. In the kitchen was her brother, standing over the sink with a pair of marigolds pulled up over his shirtsleeves, arms elbow deep in a sink full of soapy water. Next to him was his boyfriend Jack, armed with the tea towel and taking the washed dishes one by one, drying them carefully before asking where they went, then following Ianto's detailed instructions, opening cupboards and sliding out drawers to put them away. After everything her brother had told her about what he did for a living, and how Jack was from an alien world in the far off future, the sight of the two of them here now seemed so ridiculously ordinary.
‘I was only gone ten minutes to put the kids to bed,’ she said, trying to find a way to break the awkwardness of standing there gawking. ‘You don't have to do the dishes.’
‘We don't mind,’ Jack replied, clutching a plate. ‘It's the least we can do since you spent all day cooking. We hardly ever get a home cooked meal.’
‘And when we do,’ Ianto added, ‘Jack never offers to dry the dishes.’
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Date: 2025-04-06 10:31 am (UTC)