Characters: Ianto, Jack.
Written For: Challenge 463: Attract at tw100.
Summary: A mishap with an alien device has left Ianto even more magnetic than usual.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: This one’s a double drabble.
Everyone’s making jokes about Ianto’s magnetic personality, and it’s getting old. He daren’t leave the Hub, and he’s got to keep away from computers and other sensitive equipment to avoid accidentally wiping the hard-drives, erasing the magnetic strips on credit cards, and so on.
Not only that, but any small metallic objects in his vicinity have a tendency to flock towards him. He’s in hell, all because of some kind of electric shock from an as yet unidentified piece of alien tech.
For his own safety, not to mention his sanity, he’s confined himself to one of the empty cells with pillow, blankets, snacks, a plastic thermos of shop bought coffee, pencils and paper, and a stack of books. He intends to stay right here until the unwanted side effects wear off.
“Hey, how are you doing?” Jack asks.
“I’ll survive. Tosh says the magnetic charge should dissipate in a few days.” Ianto doesn’t bother to look up from the list he’s writing, so it comes as a surprise when warm arms wrap around him. Jack’s stripped down to t-shirt and shorts.
“Just so you know,” he whispers in Ianto’s ear, “you don’t need to be magnetic to attract me.”