"You can't be serious, really?"
"Think of where I grew up, Ianto. When did I have the opportunity?"
"But in all the time you've lived here, you've never tried?"
"Nope. No one ever offered to do it with me, and I really don't know how."
Ianto grinned up at Jack, double-checking that Tasha's mittens were secure. "Luckily for you, I'm an expert."
That morning, snow had blanketed Cardiff, and as they headed out to play in it, Jack had asked a question Ianto might have expected from their three year old daughter.
"So how do you actually build a snowman?"
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