m_findlow

Title: Hiding out
Fandom: Torchwood
Characters: Ianto, Jack
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 500 words
Content notes: none
Author notes: Written for Challenge 516 - Win at slashthedrabble
Summary: Ianto's attempts to win don't quite go to plan.

It wasn't the fact that the sock smelled unpleasant, but rather that it had been dumped unceremoniously on his head in the first place that annoyed Ianto most. That and the fact that prior to Jack appearing, he'd been rather happily asleep.

'I win,' Jack declared, though he didn't look half as smug as he ought to for having won naked hide and seek for the fifteenth time in a row.

Ianto groaned slightly, extracting the sock from his face. It really did smell, and worse was that it was his sock. Maybe he ought to deodorise his shoes when he got back upstairs, assuming he could find them. Just because Jack had found them earlier in the evening as part of the game didn't mean Iamto would be able to locate them easily now. Jack wasn't known for keeping all the pieces of clothing he found during the course of the evening in any one place. His last sock might be all that remained.

'Fine, you win,' Ianto grumbled, extricating himself from his spot, tightly wedged inside a cupboard with cleaning supplies, 'but you cheated. I know you cheated because the only way you could have found me down here was to use the infrared detectors.' In fact he'd chosen this very spot on purpose because there were no cameras in sight.

'Of course I cheated,' Jack admitted. 'How else was I supposed to find you?'

Ianto couldn't even be bothered to give Jack one of his trademark eye rolls. The game had dragged on far longer than Ianto liked, and he was dog tired and not particularly in the mood for playing anymore. If he could just win this last round, the game would be over and he could claim his prize, which tonight would be to crawl straight into bed and dispense with any of the usual rewards that came from having his lover completely stripped bare and at his mercy. 'Just once would it kill you to play by the rules?'

Now it was Jack's turn to give Ianto a dramatic eye roll. 'I had every intention of sticking to the rules, but when you spend an hour searching for someone who was meant to stop hiding after the mandated twenty minutes, you didn't give me much choice. I didn't expect you to go to sleep where you were hiding.'

Ianto gave Jack a sheepish look. He hadn't meant to, of course, but he was just so damn tired, and once he was curled up next to the mop in the darkness, it hasn't taken much to encourage his brain that this wasn't such a bad place for a kip. 'Can we maybe take a raincheck on your victory?'

Jack reached down a hand and helped him up and out of his snug hiding hole. 'Absolutely. I'm not sure you won't fall asleep on me again if I take you to bed. Winning is only worth it if we both get to enjoy the victor's prize.'