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Title: Ianto Jones: Master Barista
Author: m_findlow
Characters: Ianto, Jack
Rating: PG
Challenge: 449 - Skills at tw100
Notes: It's less of a skill and more of an art. A double drabble.
Ianto paused in front of Jack's desk, waiting for him to take that first sip of coffee and judge it.
He'd never been paranoid about his coffee making skills before, but ever since Jack had said that occasionally his coffee wasn't up to scratch, every cup brought a slight anxiety. They'd only just started shagging. Coffee should be the least of his problems.
'Is it okay, sir?'
'Perfect,' Jack replied.
'You're sure?'
'Positive.'
'I just thought, you know, if it could be better, I can always brew another batch. You only have to say so.'
Jack smiled and stood up, walking around his desk. 'Ianto, it's fine.'
'But you said,'
'Forget what I said. It was heat of the moment. I said it to teach you that there's danger in pride.'
Jack lifted the mug to Ianto's face. 'Smell that?'
Ianto took a hesitant sniff, then a longer one. The aroma of good coffee always made him feel happy.
'Everyone has days where they're off their game,' Jack said, 'but even on your worst day, your coffee is still a hundred times better than anyone else's. The best in the world.'
'Well, maybe not the world,' Ianto blushed.
'Close enough.'