Hello!
As I mentioned sometimes at the end of my stories, I'm participating to list of prompts for the month of December that a friend wrote. You can find out everything you need to know about this on Tumblr, .com
Basically, some of the prompts kept giving me ideas about something that happened during school rather than anything else, so I've decided to write every prompts in the same AU, haha what a crazy person... Well. Anyway, it's a College!AU, sorry if you don't like! Although, I will try to write at least something for Christmas, but in verse.

The few basic infos are: they're in College in Cardiff; I have no idea how the hell British universities work; don't expect Gwen to appear in this, she won't; actually don't expect Owen to appear either, he will be mentioned just a couple of times; it's about Janto but I couldn't keep Tosh out of this so she's there; Gray is very sane and younger and cute and Ianto's mother doesn't have a name but is important (don't ask why I didn't give her a name, I have no idea). Oh and of course all of this was written in a short amount of time and mainly to entertain and spend a good moment, I didn't spend hours on this so I apologize for the poor plot and me trying to fit everything with the prompts ;) Well, it should be okay anyway! (If you're trying to understand the title, I was literally like "omg I don't have a title what is this story even about?" and was listening to Muse so this became the title.)

Day 1: First impression/meeting

Jack hadn't previously noticed Ianto when he first bumped into him. He had noticed the handsome boy everyone had noticed and was talking about, but he hadn't noticed quiet Ianto Jones – as cute and handsome as the other one, in Jack's opinion. If he had, he wouldn't have pictured their first talk to be like this. Actually, he didn't picture any first meeting like this.

Jack had literally bumped into Ianto. He had been in a hurry, having a train to catch to go home, and hadn't seen that someone was on his way, busy texting his brother that maybe he would not be home on the hour he had planned to, so that he shouldn't wait for him and go to bed. Then Ianto had been right in front of him, and he had seen him way too late to be able to do anything about the collision.

Bumping into someone wasn't painful. At least, it wasn't, for Jack. He just had to steady himself and sighed because he had been lucky.

Ianto wasn't in the same case. What a fucking jerk, was his first thoughts when that Jack guy literally made him fall.

He screamed at the impact, and fell without much resistance. If not for a reflex that was quickly followed by another cry, of pain this time.

"You okay?" Jack asked – Ianto only knew his name because someone had mentioned him once in a conversation.

"Fuck no," Ianto growled from the floor.

When Jack helped him on his feet, he noticed his wrist hurt like hell.

"I'm so sorry, how can I repay you? Like a coffee or something?"

Hell no, Ianto just wanted to be left in peace and go home, but his wrist ached too much and that dumbass had probably just broken it or something. But then, a coffee sounded nice. After all, Jack looked cute, and Ianto knew for a fact that he was seeing both girls and boys, and more boys lately – he knew a lot about his sexual life and orientation for someone he had never met, yeah. So he nodded at the offer and hid his pain while Jack was giving him his number.

When they sat and talked a week after, Jack turned out to be a very easy person to talk to, and a funny man. That, and he looked gorgeous.

Jack even paid for the money Ianto had spent in getting his broken wrist fixed, and if Ianto refused at first, he quickly noticed that he couldn't really afford to refuse it. With a red face he had accepted the money, and Jack had asked for another coffee with him.

They had quickly become good friends that flirted a lot together, so Ianto had found himself having a crush on Jack. Not that he was going to try anything, but it was there, sometimes jumping at his face and doing weird things to him, but he could live with this, right?