Characters: Ianto, Jack, Team.
Written For: Challenge 604: Restriction at tw100.
Summary: Ianto has had it with the team making a mess of his archives.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
Ianto stared in horror at the half-open filing cabinet drawers, some folders pulled halfway out, and others in untidy piles on top. Several had slithered onto the floor, strewing their contents across the dusty concrete only to be stepped on, some of the pages now crumpled and dirty.
He’d been away for a single day, a quick trip to London with Jack to attend one of the Queen’s garden parties. He’d had a lovely time but coming back to this made him almost regret accepting the invitation.
Storming back up to the main Hub, he bellowed for everyone’s attention.
“The archives look like a whirlwind passed through. I don’t know who did it and I don’t want to know, but from now on I’m imposing restrictions. The only people allowed down there are myself and Tosh. If the rest of you need anything you ask one of us. Is that clear?”
Jack looked horrified. “But… but… what if I need you for… something and you’re down there?” He was accustomed to seeking out his lover whenever the mood struck.
“Well, provided you promise to keep your hands out of the filing cabinets I think I can allow you conjugal visits.”