Challenge 874 - Moody
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m_findlowTitle: Moody
Character: Jack, Ianto
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 200 words
Length: 200 words
Content notes: None
Author notes: Written for Challenge 874 - Mad at ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
torchwood100
torchwood100Summary: Jack's latest hair-brained idea has Ianto tearing his own hair out. A double drabble.
Deep breath, Ianto told himself. This was not the worst thing that had ever happened. Jack was alive and well. Well, sort of. He wasn’t sure he could even speak the “P” word out loud. Not just yet. Pregnant was a word that didn't even sound right in the peace and quiet of his own head.
Jack was looking at him, waiting for him to say something.
Ianto cleared his throat. ‘Well… um…’
Jack’s lips quivered uncharacteristically. ‘You’re mad at me, aren’t you?’ They quivered some more as his eyes welled with tears. ‘WHY ARE YOU ALWAYS SO MAD AT ME?!?’
Jesus Christ. And now the hormones already. ‘I’m not mad at you,’ Ianto replied, trying to keep his voice level. ‘I’ve barely managed to move beyond being surprised and slightly horrified.’
Jack sniffed and wiped a hand across his running nose, snorting back tears. ‘You’re horrified at my being pregnant? OH, GOD, YOU DO HATE ME!’ More tears.
‘Jack!’ Ianto barked. ‘Get a grip, for god’s sake!’ Now he was starting to get mad. He hadn’t even consulted Ianto before doing something so… so…
‘Don’t yell at me! You’ll upset the spawn baby! JUST WAIT UNTIL I TELL JONTY!’
Deep breath, Ianto told himself. This was not the worst thing that had ever happened. Jack was alive and well. Well, sort of. He wasn’t sure he could even speak the “P” word out loud. Not just yet. Pregnant was a word that didn't even sound right in the peace and quiet of his own head.
Jack was looking at him, waiting for him to say something.
Ianto cleared his throat. ‘Well… um…’
Jack’s lips quivered uncharacteristically. ‘You’re mad at me, aren’t you?’ They quivered some more as his eyes welled with tears. ‘WHY ARE YOU ALWAYS SO MAD AT ME?!?’
Jesus Christ. And now the hormones already. ‘I’m not mad at you,’ Ianto replied, trying to keep his voice level. ‘I’ve barely managed to move beyond being surprised and slightly horrified.’
Jack sniffed and wiped a hand across his running nose, snorting back tears. ‘You’re horrified at my being pregnant? OH, GOD, YOU DO HATE ME!’ More tears.
‘Jack!’ Ianto barked. ‘Get a grip, for god’s sake!’ Now he was starting to get mad. He hadn’t even consulted Ianto before doing something so… so…
‘Don’t yell at me! You’ll upset the spawn baby! JUST WAIT UNTIL I TELL JONTY!’
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Date: 2025-07-21 09:33 am (UTC)