Characters: Jack, Ianto.
Written For: Challenge 484: Weekend at tw100.
Summary: There are very good reasons why Ianto doesn’t take time off.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: This one’s a double drabble.
Jack was concerned about his lover; Ianto looked positively exhausted, but as always, he was soldiering on without complaint despite several minor injuries.
“Why don’t you take the weekend off?” The suggestion was well meaning, but it didn’t have the effect on Ianto that Jack had expected.
“Take the weekend off?” Ianto repeated incredulously. “Have you lost your mind?”
“Um, I don’t think so…”
“Do you have any idea the mess this place would be in if I took even one day off? There’d be dirty dishes and empty takeaway boxes everywhere, and if anyone needed anything from the archives… I shudder to think what you lot would do to my filing system!”
“We’re not that bad!” Jack protested indignantly, pouting.
Ianto just stared stonily back at him.
“Are we?” Surely they couldn’t be; they were a well-trained team of capable adults, not children.
“No, you’re worse,” Ianto insisted. “If I spend the morning in the archives, this place looks like a bomb’s hit it when I come back up.”
Jack frowned. “I’ll have you know we’re perfectly capable of cleaning up after ourselves.”
“Then why do I always end up doing it all?”
Jack had no answer to that.