Challenge 920 - Washed up
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m_findlowTitle: Washed up
Character: Ianto, Jack
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 200 words
Content notes: None
Author notes: Written for Challenge 920 - Wet at ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
torchwood100
torchwood100Summary: Jack's night hasn't gone as planned. A double drabble.
Jack squelched into the hub late, his hair stuck to his scalp and only Ianto was still there to see him in his disheveled state.
‘My god, Jack! What happened to you?’ he said, rushing over to help, by pulling Jack’s coat from his shoulders. ‘Bloody hell!’ he exclaimed, feeling the weight of about fifteen pounds of saturated wool. ‘Did you bring the entire bay back with you?’ He immediately dropped it over the railing and watched as it dripped puddles onto the concrete below. ‘I thought you were just going out to meet up with a contact?’
‘I was,’ Jack said, stretching his shoulders back now that he wasn’t carrying all that extra weight. ‘Then a weevil crossed my path on the way back along the Butetown docks and I gave chase.’
‘And?’
‘I was chasing along the edge of the dock and then this stray cat came outta nowhere and cut across my path. I tripped over it and then the next thing I know, I'm drinking dock water. The weevil gets away, the cat gets away, and I'm left feeling like an idiot.’
Ianto rubbed at his damp arms. ‘How about a nice hot bath as reward?’
Jack squelched into the hub late, his hair stuck to his scalp and only Ianto was still there to see him in his disheveled state.
‘My god, Jack! What happened to you?’ he said, rushing over to help, by pulling Jack’s coat from his shoulders. ‘Bloody hell!’ he exclaimed, feeling the weight of about fifteen pounds of saturated wool. ‘Did you bring the entire bay back with you?’ He immediately dropped it over the railing and watched as it dripped puddles onto the concrete below. ‘I thought you were just going out to meet up with a contact?’
‘I was,’ Jack said, stretching his shoulders back now that he wasn’t carrying all that extra weight. ‘Then a weevil crossed my path on the way back along the Butetown docks and I gave chase.’
‘And?’
‘I was chasing along the edge of the dock and then this stray cat came outta nowhere and cut across my path. I tripped over it and then the next thing I know, I'm drinking dock water. The weevil gets away, the cat gets away, and I'm left feeling like an idiot.’
Ianto rubbed at his damp arms. ‘How about a nice hot bath as reward?’
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Date: 2026-06-07 09:43 am (UTC)