Challenge 883 - Roommates
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m_findlowTitle: Roommates
Character: Jack, Ianto
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 200 words
Length: 200 words
Content notes: None
Author notes: Written for Challenge 883 - Home at ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
torchwood100
torchwood100Summary: Ianto extends the comfort of his home to the person he loves most. A double drabble.
Jack was surprised to still find Ianto at the hub, studiously penning something in what might have been the elusive diary Jack had heard so much about. ‘Thought I told you to go home ages ago?’
Ianto put his pen down and closed the book. ‘And I told you that I'd stick around until you were done for the day.’
Jack chuckled. ‘Ianto, when am I ever done for the day?’
‘Fair point,’ Ianto conceded, ‘but you’re still allowed to go home once in a while and have some down time.’
Jack held out his arms. ‘This is home.’ It wasn’t much of one, but it was all he had.
Ianto rolled his eyes. ‘You know what I mean. You could come back to mine. Spend the night?’
‘That would be your home, not mine.’
‘Since when did you become so pedantic? My home is your home, for as long as you want it to be.’
Jack edged closer. ‘And exactly how “at home” can I make myself? Can I leave dirty dishes in the sink? Use the last bit of toilet roll without replacing it? Forget to remove DVDs from the player after watching them?’
‘Don’t push your luck.’
Jack was surprised to still find Ianto at the hub, studiously penning something in what might have been the elusive diary Jack had heard so much about. ‘Thought I told you to go home ages ago?’
Ianto put his pen down and closed the book. ‘And I told you that I'd stick around until you were done for the day.’
Jack chuckled. ‘Ianto, when am I ever done for the day?’
‘Fair point,’ Ianto conceded, ‘but you’re still allowed to go home once in a while and have some down time.’
Jack held out his arms. ‘This is home.’ It wasn’t much of one, but it was all he had.
Ianto rolled his eyes. ‘You know what I mean. You could come back to mine. Spend the night?’
‘That would be your home, not mine.’
‘Since when did you become so pedantic? My home is your home, for as long as you want it to be.’
Jack edged closer. ‘And exactly how “at home” can I make myself? Can I leave dirty dishes in the sink? Use the last bit of toilet roll without replacing it? Forget to remove DVDs from the player after watching them?’
‘Don’t push your luck.’
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Date: 2025-09-21 09:41 am (UTC)