Characters: Jack, Ianto.
Written For: Challenge 468: Faint / Feint at tw100.
Summary: Jack has good reason to knuckle down today.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: This one’s a double drabble.
Doggedly, Jack worked his way through the piles of paperwork on his desk, the contents of his in-box steadily diminishing as his out-box filled up. He wasn’t enjoying the task, paperwork was the bane of his life, but he was determined not to give Ianto any reason to make him work late. He’d made reservations at the exclusive new restaurant months ago, and nothing was going to prevent him treating Ianto to a lavish dinner for their anniversary.
Two hours later, Ianto entered the office and stopped, staring at Jack’s desk in amazement. He’d never seen it looking so neat. “Jack? What did you do with all your paperwork?”
“I finished it.” Jack couldn’t keep the smug, self-satisfied smile off his face.
“What, all of it?” Elegant eyebrows crept up Ianto’s forehead, signalling his disbelief.
“Well, I certainly wasn’t expecting that! I think I might faint from the shock.”
“Oh, please don’t do that! It would spoil everything!”
“What are you up to, Jack?” Ianto eyed him suspiciously.
“Nothing bad, honest. We have dinner reservations in an hour so we need to hurry up and get ready, that’s all.”
Jack was determined to make this an anniversary to remember.