Disclaimer: If I owned Torchwood there would be alot more Janto and less Gwack.
"What about this one or this?" Ianto enquired hurriedly as he held up shirts for Toshiko to see. "Ianto, calm down. It'll be fine. And I think the red one suits you best." replied Toshiko, who said she'd help the younger man pick out an outfit for dinner.
"I'm trying to be calm, I just don't want anything to go wrong." said Ianto as he laid out the red T-shirt with the baggy jeans he chose earlier. Jack had made him promise not too wear suit.
"It'll be fine, really." said Toshiko over her shoulder as she walked from the room to give Ianto some privacy. Ianto quickly put the jeans on and pulled the shirt over his head, which to clung to the toned muscles. He left the bedroom and went to find Toshiko who was waiting in the living room. As she took in his appearance she gave a smile of appreciation "ooh, Jack won't be able to keep his hands off you."
As she collected her jacket and bag she told Ianto, "I have to head off and finish the programme I'm working on. Have fun." She turned and headed towards the front door. She was halfway through it when she turned and reminded Ianto "If you don't leave now, you'll be late." She smiled and then left.
Ianto looked down at his watch and realised it was 7:20pm which meant he only had 10 minutes to get to the restaurant. "Shit!" he exclaimed as he grabbed his jacket and keys and went out to his car.
As he parked his car, all the nerves and fear flooded back to him. As he nervously got out he noticed Jack, who stood with his great coat flowing in the breeze. The man he fell in love with.