Title: Just perfect
Fandom: Torchwood
Characters: Jack, Ianto
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 300 words
Content notes: none
Author notes: Written for Advent Calendar Day 24 - The perfect Christmas tree? All Christmas trees are perfect! - Charles N Barnard at
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Summary: Jack is determined to make sure they have the perfect tree.
'Hurry up, Ianto!' Jack yelled as he dashed from the SUV, not waiting even a second for the engine to be turned off.
'The world isn't ending, you know,' Ianto muttered to himself, since there was now no one else within earshot to hear him. He took his time unclipping the seat belt and exiting the car, wrapping his coat tightly around him.
When he rounded the car, he couldn't even see Jack anymore. He was hidden somewhere behind four dozen twelve foot pines, creating a mini forest right in the middle of the city. For Jack, picking out their Christmas tree was almost as exciting as Christmas itself. He'd only been nagging Ianto all afternoon to get a move on or they'd miss out on all the best trees. Judging by the looks of things, there were still plenty of options.
'Jack?' Ianto called out. Only he could manage to lose his husband in the world's smallest forest.
'I'm here,' he said, grabbing Ianto from behind, nearly scaring him half to death.
'Iesu mawr, Jack!'
'Come on,' Jack said, tugging him by the hand. 'I know you'll want to give me your opinion.'
'Well, we should make sure we get the perfect tree.'
'The perfect Christmas tree? All Christmas trees are perfect!'
'Hang on,' Ianto said. 'Three hours ago you were worried about missing out on a good tree and now you're telling me there's no such thing. You can't have it both ways.'
'I think we both know that's not true,' Jack replied, giving him a salacious grin.
'And I think we've just stopped talking about Christmas trees,' Ianto replied. He cast his glance left. 'What about this one?'
Jack leaned in and breathed in the deep pine smell. 'Yep. I think you're right. This one is perfect.'
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Date: 2019-12-25 11:31 pm (UTC)