Captain Jack Harkness opened his eyes, breathing in the scent of his boyfriend's hair. He's been using my shampoo again, he thought with a smirk. Ianto was deliciously naked, his back pressed firmly against Jack's chest and stomach. Jack pressed a kiss to his boyfriend's cheek. Boyfriend. He loved being able to call him that. It felt so right.

They had finally decided a couple of days previously, that their relationship was more than shag every now and again. It was serious. Even Jack thought so. The first day, Jack had referred to Ianto as his boyfriend so many times, just so he could say it. And now, they were lying in bed with each other in their flat

He felt Ianto stir, and glanced down. "Morning, baby," he said to him gently. Ianto just let out an unintelligible murmur, and Jack grinned. Despite what he had thought before they started sleeping together, Ianto Jones was not a morning person. Particuarly not a Monday morning person. Jack leaned over him and pressed a kiss to his lips briefly. Ianto gave a chuckle, reaching up to run his thumb over Jack's cheek.

"I dreamt about you last night," Ianto said softly, raising head to give him a chaste kiss. With his cheeks still flushed from sleep, and his hair sticking up at awkward angles, he looked adorable. Jack would've laughed if he hadn't been in such a good mood.

"Oh, really?"

"Mm…You met my mam…she liked you."

"Interesting…" Jack grinned, "You think she'd like me in real life?"

Ianto shrugged, beginning to card his fingers through Jack's hair. "I've told you. My Mam's…you know…against anything that she doesn't think God intended."

The older man smiled sadly, but kissed him, this time not letting go.

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Ianto worked the Hub coffee machine, setting freshly brewed coffee aside. Jack grabbed a cup, tapping the Welshman on his bum playfully. He smirked over his cup as Ianto rolled his eyes, and pecked him on the cheek, nestling into his neck. Jack set down his coffee as his lover began to kiss his exposed skin. He rested his hands on Ianto's hips, swaying slightly.

They were interrupted by Ianto's phone rang. He groaned softly, reaching into his pockets to retrieve it. Upon seeing the caller ID, he groaned louder. "It's my mam. Hold on a sec."

He stepped away, leaving the room just as Owen entered. "Well…" The Englishman began, "He didn't look happy. Who's he on the phone with?"

"His mother. Excuse me; this is something I want to listen to."

Jack followed Ianto, standing just outside the door.

"…Yes, mam, I know Anwen's getting married…No, I dot need you to set me up with her friend…Do I have to go...I understand that…yes, I do think marriage should be celebrated…A week? I'm not sure if I can get that much time off…Yeah but it'll all go to sh-…no, of course I didn't almost swear…"

Jack walked into the room, wrapping his arms around Ianto, who leant his head back, closing his eyes.

"Mam...Alright…okay, I'll go…I don't know if I'm bringing anyone, mam…"

Jack smirked. "You could always bring me."

"That was my friend Jack, mam- wait, just a sec," Ianto frowned, taking his phone away from his ear.

"Who's Anwen?"

"My cousin. She's-"

"Getting married. Yeah."

Ianto looked down, "You were listening?"

"Yeah. A week with your family sounds like hell. Want me to tag along?"

Ianto shook his head, "No, Jack. You're needed here."

"The others will cope, I'm sure. Anyway, I want to meet your family."

Ianto smiled, and turned away, starting to speak into the phone again, "Yeah, I'm back…Mam, actually, is it alright if I bring my friend...Alright then. See you in a few weeks. Bye mam."