Drabble_weekly Challenge 104 - Practice makes perfect

[m_findlow]

Title: Practice makes perfect
Fandom: Torchwood
Author: m_findlow
Characters/Pairing: Jack, Ianto
Rating: PG
Challenge: 104 - Caught in the act at drabble_weekly
Warnings: none
Spoilers: none
Summary: As far as Jack is concerned, Ianto doesn't need to practice being perfect. A double drabble.

Jack found Ianto down in the firing range. Jack watched him in silence, enjoying the moment alone to practice not his aim but rather his impersonations of his favourite film character. Jack wanted to laugh. Ianto thought he was cool, emulating James bond, without realising that he was already way sexier than Roger Moore, Pierce Brosnan and Daniel Craig all rolled into one.

'Sadly, Mr Bond, now you must die, ha ha!' Jack said, coming up behind Ianto, his voice in squeaky evil villain mode, barely recognizable.

Ianto swung around at the sound, gun still poised and loaded. Jack managed to duck before Ianto decided to shoot first and ask questions later.

'Jesus, Jack!' he cried. He'd been a split second from squeezing the trigger, killing Jack in a heartbeat. 'You scared the hell out of me.'

'Little twitchy on that trigger finger?' Jack teased. 'I don't know whether I'm relieved or disappointed.'

'Bloody idiot,' Ianto said, whacking him with his free arm.

'Ow! That's not very suave. James Bond wouldn't do that.'

'I wasn't-' He wanted to deny it, but clearly Jack had seen enough that it was pointless.  

'Come on,' Jack said. 'The martinis are on me tonight.'