Slashthedrabble Challenge 603 - The full experience

[m_findlow]

Title: The full experience
Fandom: Torchwood
Characters: Ianto, Jack
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 500 words
Content notes: none
Author notes: Written for Challenge 603 - Classic at slashthedrabble
Summary: Jack isn't overly awed by Ianto's choice of movies.

Jack fidgeted in his chair, unable to find a single comfortable spot. It needed arms for a start. Any swivel chair worth its salt should come with armrests at a minimum.

Jack could tell Ianto was becoming annoyed by Jack's fidgeting. He masked his sideways glances at Jack by reaching for the bowl of popcorn and pretending that was all he was focused on, before diverting his eyes back to the movie. He at least seemed comfy. Maybe his chair was better. On this occasion it was the mouse and not the popcorn Ianto reached for, pausing the film. 'You're bored, aren't you?'

'I'm not,' Jack argued, knowing how much of a lie it sounded like.

Ianto sighed and rolled his eyes. 'It's Goldfinger, Jack. It's a classic.'  

'It's a Bond film,' Jack replied. He'd always found them a little bit dime a dozen, but Ianto was utterly obsessed with them, so far be it from him to deny the man. Plus, he had started watching it before Jack arrived, so Jack hadn't had a say in it. He'd given the team the afternoon off thinking that it would free up Ianto for other things. Ianto had simply beaten him to the punch, settling down in the tourist office to watch his favourite movie.

'So?'

'So, it's a little hard to enjoy cramped behind a desk, and viewed on a computer screen that wouldn't look out of place in the office of a Tory Cabinet minister in 1995,' Jack said.

'I'm not up here watching movies on a regular basis. And you were the one who wanted the tourist office to appear, how did you phrase it? About a decade out of step?'

Jack couldn't deny that those had been his exact instructions. The problem with Ianto running their front as a tourist office was that, like everything he did, it was done to the best of his ability, with every t crossed and i dotted, even if it was furnished with recycled office equipment.

As a public service it had become a little too good, even if there were long periods where a small sign hung in the window stating that they were out for lunch, back in an hour, which sometimes lasted whole days. Yet tourists and locals alike still journeyed inside, leaving with carefully annotated maps and discount coupons. Jack suspected Ianto was also a little too proud of his Welsh Tourism Board award for best information bureau 2007. Jack hadn't planned on it being actually convincing. However, as a home theatre, it was failing miserably.

'Can I make a suggestion?' Jack asked.

'You're going to anyway.'

'Let's go to a real cinema. We've got the whole afternoon.'

Ianto narrowed his eyes and frowned. 'They won't be showing classics like these.'

Jack shrugged. 'Maybe not. But there's other things to be enjoyed in the back row of a nearly empty cinema.'  

Ianto smirked. 'That is something more fun in a real cinema than on a computer screen.'