Torchwood: Fanfic: Besotted

[m_findlow]

Title: Besotted
Fandom: Torchwood
Characters: Ianto, Jack, Gwen
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 505 words
Content notes: none
Author notes: Written for m_findlow's prompt "Any, any, Dreamy is not a state I want to be associated with." at fic_promptly
Summary: Jack can't take his eyes off Ianto, no matter what.

Ianto could feel the weight of the eyes boring into him as he sat there and worked. 'Stop it,' he said, not even looking up from his desk. There was a prolonged silence, but no movement from the desk across the way in the office next to him. He could literally feel himself being watched through the open doorway.

'I said, stop it,' he repeated. 'I know you're sitting there staring at me. Don't you have anything else to do other than look at me?'

Jack leant forward on his desk, elbow resting on it, holding up his chin as he continued to stare. He didn't remember ever seeing that lavender shirt and charcoal suit combination before, but it was divine. In fact, Jack didn't remember Ianto ever owning a lavender shirt. It was even more sexy than that pink shirt Jack loved so much. For once, Ianto almost looked better dressed than undressed, and that was a big deal. 'Nope,' he replied. 'For once I have absolutely nothing else I need to be doing.'

Ianto snorted. That was impossible. There was always work to do. 'Well, even if you've done everything, as you claim, you don't need to be sitting there staring at me.'

'But you're so dreamy,' Jack said, sighing. 'I could sit here and stare at you all day long.' He had a dopey look on his face. 'Isn't he dreamy, Gwen?'

Gwen rolled her eyes but smirked. 'So dreamy,' she replied, teasing him. 'Why, if I wasn't married, Jack would have some real competition on his hands.'

'He's quite a catch, isn't he?' Jack agreed. 'Mind you, if I thought for a second you might try to snaffle him away, well, you'd have a war on your hands.'

'What's to say I'm not?' she joked. 'We're all just one divorce away from the next love of our lives. I might not even worry about that. Maybe a raunchy little affair on the side? A handsome toy boy for all those long lonely nights stuck at the hub?'

'Oh, don't even go there,' Jack warned. 'He's my dreamboat and that's that. You can keep your adulterous hands off. Unless of course you're up for a threesome.'

'Can you two please stop talking about me like I'm not even here?' Ianto begged. Didn't anyone around here apart from him have any work to do?

'Hey, most people would be flattered,' Jack said. 'Not everyone can look as good as you. Or me. You should be so lucky to have people who want to sit around and admire you.'

Ianto cleared his throat awkwardly. 'Yes, well, dreamy is not a state I want to be associated with.'

Jack shrugged. 'If it looks like a duck and quacks like a duck, it's still a duck, not matter how much it wants to be a chicken. You however are a swan. The most beautiful, elegant swan that ever lived.' He gave Ianto another besotted look and sighed.

Ianto just rolled his eyes. 'And you're a complete goose.'

Comments

[bk_forever]

*giggles* Jack has become a teenage girl! Are we sure there isn't alien tech involved here?