Characters: Ianto, Jack.
Written For: Challenge 511: Insect at tw100.
Summary: Ianto and Jack are enjoying a relaxing evening.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
One of the best things about the roof garden outside their new flat was that they could sit out there on warm nights, even have their dinner beneath the stars. It was just the place to relax after a hard day dealing with aliens and the Rift.
The garden still needed a lot of work, but it was too late, not to mention too dark for gardening this evening. The only illumination came from the living room, and from tea-lights in coloured glasses scattered around the decking and on the table. Moths fluttered around them, risking their lives.
Jack and Ianto had finished eating a while back and cleared away the dishes; now they were sitting quietly, looking out across the city as they sipped the last of the wine they’d had with dinner, enjoying the cooling air after the heat of the day. The heatwave was supposed to break in a day or two, giving way to thunderstorms and heavy rain, and while they’d welcome a drop in daytime temperatures, they were going to miss this.
Jack raised his glass and took a healthy swig, then started spluttering.
“You okay?” Ianto asked.
“I think I just swallowed a moth!”