AN: Just a short drabble that is hopefully sweet. Because everyone needs a hug every once in a while.
Disclaimer: Still don't own and I still wish I did.
Jack quietly walked into the archive room and saw Ianto staring at a pile of folders. Silently he crept up behind the young Welshman and wrapped his arms around his waist. Ianto Jumped slightly but quickly relaxed into Jack's embrace. Jack took the files out of Ianto's hands carefully and put them on a random shelf. He turned Ianto in his arms and laid a gentle kiss on his lips before pulling him into a tight hug, burying his face in the younger man's hair and pressing Ianto's head against his shoulder.
They stood like that for a few minutes, before Ianto pulled away slightly so he could look into Jack's eyes.
"Not that I'm complaining or anything, but what was that for?" Ianto asked. "You don't usually just hug me for no reason."
"No reason really, you just looked like you needed a hug and I really wanted to hold you." Jack told him, lightly kissing his forehead.
Ianto moved closer to Jack again and let the older man hold him.
"Thank you Cariad." He whispered against Jack's neck.
Jack smiled and tightened his hold on Ianto.
"Why don't we go out for ice cream and a walk?" Jack asked. "I think we both need to get away from this place and take a little break."
Ianto nodded but didn't move away from Jack.
"Maybe we can wait a little longer though," Ianto whispered. "I don't want to let you go just yet."
"For you, Sweetheart, anything."