The Best Birthday…Ever
'What a way to spend my birthday' thought Ianto Jones, sitting down on his sofa. 'All I am to them is a goffa. A Tea Boy. Shit! Bloody Torchwood!'
As the evening wore on, Ianto changed out of his suit into baggy, faded jeans and a red sweat shirt. As his stomach began to rumble, he went into the kitchen, opened the fridge and looked inside.
"Damn!" he said out loud. "I forgot the bloody shopping!" He shook his head, inwardly chastising himself for such a simple laps of memory. He looked at his watch; 7.45pm. "Tesco is open. Better go get something in, I suppose."
Pulling on a hoodie, Ianto picked up his wallet and keys and headed for the front door. Going to the stairs, he moved down them and out the front entrance of his apartment block.
Jack watched from the shadows of a nearby shop, as the young Welshman crossed the road, walked down the street and into the supermarket. He made his way to Ianto's building and went inside. Once outside Ianto's door, he used his pass-key and entered the flat. Making his way to the bedroom, he quickly removed his clothing, tied a blue ribbon around his waist and got into bed.
Ianto carried the basket in one hand and put items into it with the other. Milk. Eggs. Beer. Bread. Spaghetti. Vegetables. Butter. Danish pastries. He sighed, as it got heavier and looked towards the 'Self Checkout'. He rolled his eyes, knowing that he needed to buy more. Walking passed it, Ianto put Cream. A half bottle of Jack Daniels and Strawberries into the basket, then made his way to the young man on the checkout.
After bagging and paying for the items, Ianto took the two carrier bags and walked back to his flat. Putting one bag down, he put the key in the door. Once inside, he stopped, a frown creasing his beautiful feature. He sniffed the air.
Taking the bags into the kitchen, the young Welshman walked around the flat.
"Jack?"
He turned on the bedroom light and smiled.
"I thought I could smell your pheromones."
"Happy Birthday, Ianto." He held out his arms. "Come open your present."
Ianto went over, sitting on the edge of the bed. Jack turned down the sheet, to reveal the blue bow.
"I'm all yours."
"This is going to be the best birthday…ever!"
"You better believe it," Jack replied, pulling the younger man into a warm embrace. "Enjoy."
THE END