Characters: Ianto, mentions Jack.
Written For: Challenge 455: Shower at tw100.
Summary: Ianto’s idea of what constitutes dressing appropriately for wet weather has changed a bit.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
It was raining, a warm Welsh summer shower, when Ianto realised that Jack had finally succeeded in completely corrupting him.
The old Ianto wouldn’t have gone outside to fetch the washing in before it could get too wet without taking an umbrella; at the very least, he would have slung a jacket over his head. But what would once have been an automatic response to rain didn’t even occur to him until the washing basket was already half full.
It was a good thing their roof garden wasn’t overlooked, because he’d simply thrown off his bathrobe and dashed outside naked.