Characters: Ianto, Jack.
Written For: Challenge 501: Notice at tw100.
Summary: Jack is giving Ianto problems, but it’s not entirely his fault.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
Ianto had a slight problem; on a routine retrieval, Jack had inhaled something that had left him a bit… suggestible. Anything he read, he was compelled to obey. Ianto had breathed in the same dust, but all it had done to him was make him sneeze a lot. Apparently there were enough differences between his and Jack’s physiologies that he wasn’t affected the same way. That was fortunate.
A stop sign brought Jack to a complete halt, which was a relief. It gave Ianto a chance to take a breather in what seemed like relative safety. He was still a bit breathless from the sneezing. Unfortunately, as he tried to work out the least hazardous route back to the SUV, he took his eyes off Jack for a bit too long and when he turned around again, Jack was already half undressed.
“What are you doing? You can’t take your clothes off here!”
“But I have to!” Jack protested happily. “See?” He pointed to a wall across the road, on which was a notice that read: ‘Strip’.
Thinking fast, Ianto spun Jack to face a shop called ‘All Dressed Up’. Jack put his clothes back on. Ianto sighed. Disaster averted.