Characters: Ianto, Jack.
Written For: Challenge 564: Slip at tw100.
Summary: Jack fails to heed Ianto’s warning.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
Ianto was getting used to Jack’s predilection for wandering around the house barefoot and naked, so much so that these days he often barely noticed his lover’s lack of clothing. He supposed people staying at naturist camps must become similarly inured to the sight of naked bodies around them, to the point they no longer found nudity titillating. Not that Ianto didn’t find naked Jack attractive…
Hearing Jack approaching down the hall, Ianto called out a warning.
“I just washed the kitchen floor!”
“That’s okay, I’ll only be a moment; I just want a bag of crisps. Promise I won’t shed crumbs on your clean floor.” Jack took one step onto the wet tiles, then disaster struck; his bare foot slipped on the slick surface, and with arms flailing wildly he crashed to the ground. Before Ianto could so much as blink, Jack was sliding across the floor on his bare arse until he was brought to an abrupt halt by slamming into the cabinets at the far side.
“Ow!” Jack complained, getting to his knees and rubbing his butt. “That hurt!”
“I tried to warn you,” Ianto sighed. “Now I’ll have to wash the floor again; that’s hardly hygienic.”