Challenge 876 - Pressing needs
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m_findlowTitle: Pressing needs
Character: Jack, Ianto
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 200 words
Length: 200 words
Content notes: None
Author notes: Written for Challenge 876 - Press at ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
torchwood100
torchwood100Summary: Jack has trouble with a backlog of laundry. A double drabble.
‘I’m out of clean shirts,’ Jack called out as Ianto was still towelling off.
‘I’ll have to iron one.’
He rifled through the wardrobe a bit more, checking one wasn’t hidden between coats and trousers. ‘Nevermind, I’ve got one,’ he said, tearing open the plastic wrap on a brand new shirt.
‘You can’t wear that,’ Ianto declared. ‘It's been all crumpled and folded in that packet and needs pressing before you can put it on.’
‘Well, you just said all my other shirts need pressing as well, so it’s this or one of them.’
Ianto gave a loud sigh, followed by more muted mutterings under his breath, all in Welsh and all unflattering towards Jack. ‘Well, you’ll just have to wait now until I can iron at least one of them before you finish getting dressed. I can’t have you looking all rumpled like you’ve crawled out of a Salvation Army bin.’
Jack gave him a lascivious grin. ‘Oh, so Naked Tuesdays are back on? I was wondering when you were finally going to relent.’
Ianto huffed and snatched the shirt from Jack’s hand. ‘Let’s call it Temporarily Topless Tuesday, and I emphasise, temporary.’
Jack saluted him. ‘Such a spoilsport.’
‘I’m out of clean shirts,’ Jack called out as Ianto was still towelling off.
‘I’ll have to iron one.’
He rifled through the wardrobe a bit more, checking one wasn’t hidden between coats and trousers. ‘Nevermind, I’ve got one,’ he said, tearing open the plastic wrap on a brand new shirt.
‘You can’t wear that,’ Ianto declared. ‘It's been all crumpled and folded in that packet and needs pressing before you can put it on.’
‘Well, you just said all my other shirts need pressing as well, so it’s this or one of them.’
Ianto gave a loud sigh, followed by more muted mutterings under his breath, all in Welsh and all unflattering towards Jack. ‘Well, you’ll just have to wait now until I can iron at least one of them before you finish getting dressed. I can’t have you looking all rumpled like you’ve crawled out of a Salvation Army bin.’
Jack gave him a lascivious grin. ‘Oh, so Naked Tuesdays are back on? I was wondering when you were finally going to relent.’
Ianto huffed and snatched the shirt from Jack’s hand. ‘Let’s call it Temporarily Topless Tuesday, and I emphasise, temporary.’
Jack saluted him. ‘Such a spoilsport.’
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Date: 2025-08-03 09:13 am (UTC)