Title: Coffee Shop Chronicles

Pairings: Jack/Ianto

Summary: Teenaged Jack and Ianto work in Ianto's older brother's coffee shop in

Cardiff

Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood, Russell T. Davies, John Barrowman or Gareth David-Lloyd. I also may not look like much but I'm pro at pretending to be a ninja

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Jack walked into the café late as usual and dumped his bag under the counter.

"Hey Ianto" He yelled in the general direction of the coffee machine.

"Hello, Jack" Jack grabbed his apron from the hook and walked over to the waiting Ianto

"Do me … up?" Ianto rolled his eyes at the familiar action, he reached around to grab Jack's straps from where they hung at his hips and just to be a tease ran his fingers lightly over Jack's hips. He quickly tied the straps before he was pinned to the counter by a rather lust driven Jack. puff after puff of warm air blew from jacks mouth all over Ianto's face.

"The things you do to my Ianto Jones"

"Oi, Harkness stop molesting my brother." Jack turned around and leant on the counter next to Ianto.

"You know he loves it Owen" He snaked his arms around Ianto's waist and pulled him ever closer.

"Whatever, look the rush hour is about to start so save it, ok?"

"Yeah yeah" he hugged Ianto for a long moment before the bell jangled alerting the pair to a customer.

"At it again Jack?" Jack released Ianto, who turned to the coffee machine to start brewing

"You know is Tosh"

"Hey Ianto" A dark haired head appeared over top of the coffee machine.

"Hey, Tosh. Usual?"

"Yes please." She turned back to focus on Jack

"Have you finished your Macbeth essay yet or are you just going to wait and then freak and do it last second?" Jack placed his hand over his heart

"Tosh, you wound me." She quirked an eyebrow

"Well have you" Jack grinned

"Nope but I'm sure Ianto'll help me though. Won't you Yan?"

"Don't I always?"

"See Tosh problem solved or should I say essay written?"

"You are one lazy guy Jack Harkness."

"I am not" Jack replied indignantly

"Sure sure."

"Anyway, that'll be 3 quid fifty." She handed over the money just as Ianto set her cup down. She took a sip and sighed.

"Amazing as always, thanks Ianto"

"You're welcome"

"See you guys on Monday"

twin cries of "Bye Tosh" followed her as she left the shop.

Jack turned to begin 'harassing' Ianto again when he was interrupted by a pissed off looking Owen.

"Jack you've gotta get on time. Mike's having my ass over you always being late." Jack quickly ran through all the comebacks he could say but then after a quick assessment of just how angry Owen was, decided against it settling for a simple

"Sure, Owen"

"Thanks" Jack leered at Ianto

"Wouldn't want to miss a chance to molest my favourite Welshman would I now?" Ianto heaved a long suffering sigh as Owen disappeared out back. Jack slunk over to Ianto until they were only millimetres apart.

"So how about we …" whatever Jack had been about to say was cut off by the door opening. the phrase 'saved by the bell' ran through Ianto's mind.

After the first few customers business really started to pick up earning them once again the reputation if the best coffee house in Cardiff and possibly Wales thanks to Ianto's magic control of the coffee machine. only the best would do. Jacks mind flashed back to his job interview and the beginning of his infatuation with Ianto.

*Flashback*

Jack sat down in front of his interviewers.

"So, Jack, you're looking for a job."

"Yes, I need to save for uni some how" Jack said with a crooked grin.

"We checked out your references and everything seems good. we'll just ask you some questions."

"Ok"

"How hot do you roast your beans?"

The flashback skimmed the interview till the last three questions.

"Well, we just have one last set of questions for you. Ianto!"

A brown haired, blue eyed, tall, lanky yet muscular teenager about Jacks age poked his head around the door. Jack thought he recognised him from school.

"Yeah?"

"New one, your turn." Ianto turned his eyes to the visitor's chair and the person sitting in it. Jack felt his breathing hitch as Ianto's eyes raked along his form.

"First, how do you take your coffee?"

"Black straight" Ianto nodded in silent appreciation

"Secondly, if there are any toppings on the coffee what must first be put in the coffee?"

"Steamed milk with foam"

"Finally, should you ever blend Cuban and Irish cream coffee beans?"

"No."

"Why?"

"Because Irish cream is a flavour of coffee not an actual bean."

"Good." He turned to Owen and Mike "I like him." and left.

Mike and Owen looked shocked

"you're the only one out of over 30 people he's liked"

"You've got the job. You start on Monday 4 o'clock, sharp."

*End Flashback*

"Jack could you please start cleaning up the dishes and then we can head back to mine to write your essay"

"On it" Jack walked into the kitchen and started stacking the cups on the racks to go in the ginormous steriliser thing that had always scared Jack. Just a bit.

"You can't still be scared of that thing can you?" Jack looked up to find Ianto walking towards him. He lent against the bench and folded his arms

"Of course I'm not. Why'd you think so?" Ianto walked forward and lent against the bench opposite Jack, mirroring his stance.

"well it may have been the way that you look at it like it's going to bite you or it could have been how you always flinch when it beeps or it may have possibly been the way you always say ' That evil thing scares the shit out of me'. Take your pick."

Jack stepped forward and put one arm either side of Ianto, pinning him to the bench. He leant in till their lips were mere centimetres apart.

"You think I'm scared of that thing?" Ianto inclined his head and left it there until Jack's mouth, nose and brain were filled with Ianto and his edible scent.

"I don't think I know" Jack for the life of him couldn't remember what Ianto was referring to. Jack was just about to move forward when a shrill beep from behind them made Ianto turn. Jack sighed and buried his head in the crook of Ianto's neck, pressing a small kiss into it.

"Come on the faster we get this done the faster we can get home." Jack smiled as Ianto referred to his apartment as both their homes.

"Is that a promise?" Ianto smirked

"Maybe … If you be good and do your chores."

Jack straightened up and saluted

"Yes, Sir"

After a few moments of drying silently side by side, Owen stuck his head around the door.

"You guys can go, Mike and I will finish up here." Both of them grinned and threw down there dish-towels

"Thanks Owen"

"Thanks, Bro"

"Have you got enough food and stuff at your apartment Ianto?" Ianto turned around to let Jack undo his apron.

"Yes, amazingly Jack hasn't eaten it all"

"Hey I help you shop."

"Only so you know there's food you like"

"But still."

"Just call if you need anything, ok?"

"Sure sure" he turned to Jack" You coming?"

"As if I could say no to you."

"Grab you helmet then." Jack went to the coat cupboard, got his helmet and ran out to meet Ianto on his motorbike. As they sped down the roads Jack's mind flashed back to their first rode together.

*Flashback*

Jack had been looking for almost all of lunch break to find the Welshman who had entranced him so. he'd looked for him in all the places he could think of the year12 common room, all the other common rooms, the computer labs, the science labs, the cafeteria, the quad and he was just heading to the last place he could think of; the library. jack didn't know why he was so captivated by the Welshman. he was so engrossed with his mental musings that he didn't notice another person walking towards him until they collided with such force that Jack started to fall until two strong hands closed around his biceps and steadied him. He looked up to apologise until he realised who he'd walked into. Ianto.

"Ianto" Ianto's eyes met Jacks and the recognition in them was undeniable.

"Jack." Jack mentally shook himself and flashed his megawatt grin.

"Hey I was wondering … if it's ok with you … would you be able to help me write my Othello essay, I'm a bit stuck." Ianto raised an eyebrow and jack bit his tongue to stop himself groaning. Damn that Welshman for being so hot.

"Sure, when?"

"How about after school?"

"Sure why don't you come over to mine?" Jack gulped how would he survive an entire evening with Ianto without trying to jump him?

"Sounds good. I'll meet you in the car park after school?"

Ianto grinned.

"See you then" With that he left Jack standing in the middle of the corridor looking like a stunned mullet.

The rest of the day passed in a blur for Jack. He walked out of physics with absolutely no idea of what had gone on during the lesson. As he got closer to the student car park he felt as though a herd of hyper active elephants were romping around inside in stomach. he walked through the car park scanning for Ianto. his gaze passed black cars, blue cars, shiny cars, beaten up cars until his gaze fell on a shiny black motorbike with Ianto leaning against it looking just mouth-watering. a grin broke out on his face as he walked over to Ianto. Ianto looked up and returned his smile, with one of his own that made Jacks heart stuttered and floundered for a moment before regaining its normal rhythm.

"Hey" jacks mouth felt dry.

"Uh-hey"

"Ready to write an essay?"

"Sure"

"How'd you get here by the way?"

"Here?" Ianto rolled his eyes

"School"
"I walked" Ianto reached behind him."

"Cool put this on." he presented Jack with a shiny black motor helmet.

"You want me to ride with you?"

"Is that a problem?" Sarcasm coloured his tone

"No, not at all" Ianto swung his leg over the bike and patted the seat beside him

"Hop on" Jack tried and failed to get on the bike as smoothly as Ianto "Hold on and for God's sake don't let go."

The bike roared to life underneath them before settling down to a rumbling purr. The vibrations moved them closer together until Jack was plastered to Ianto's back. Ianto twisted the throttle and they leapt forward causing Jack to yelp and cling to the other boy. He felt Ianto laugh through he arms and chest. After a few minutes of holding on for dear life Jack started to look around and enjoy the ride. All too soon they glided to a stop. Ianto took off his helmet and shook out his hair out of his eyes.

"Still alive back there?" Jack released hi hold on Ianto's, as he'd discovered well formed and muscled chest. He let out a shaky grin as he slid off the bike.

"Yeah"

*End Flashback*