A/N: I like the fact Ianto keeps a Diary. This idea popped into my head while I was in bed and reused to go away.
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I keep trying to hate him. God help me I've tried! But just as the anger starts to boil up inside me, he flashes me one of those 1000 Watt grins and there I am, in a puddle of goo on the floor... again.
Then he flirts with me! I can barely squeak out a response. "That's harassment, Sir."
He has yet to proposition me though. i think the flirting is just for show, no intention of actually doing anything with me. Still, one can hope?
Jesus, I'm pathetic. And here I am writing it all down on paper. If Owen got hold of this... Or worst still Jack. I think I may have to Retcon myself into oblivion.
Great, Jack wants me, probably for some Coffee. If I don't go now he might touch my Machine... I'll write tomorrow.
Ianto.
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Ianto closed his Diary and lent back in his chair smirking to himself. "If only you knew that you would be the one to proposition him, Ianto Jones. And over the body of a former colleague!" He thought to himself.
"Yaa-annnn..." Jack's purred over the Comm, stretching out his name into two syllables.
"Yes, Sir." Jack could hear the smirk in his voice.
"Don't do that, you know what it does to me!" Jack growled.
"What are you going to do if I don't stop, Sir?" Ianto waited for the preferred response.
"You. In my office. Now."
"Be there in five."
Ianto began clearing away the empty coffee cups and random files strewn across the desk when his Comm. beeped again.
"Bring the stopwatch." The line went dead. He grinned to himself.
"It's a good thing it's the other's day off." Ianto muttered to himself and made his way up the steps to his Boss's office...
Hehee.. :)