Jack Harkness didn't actually sleep a lot. When he did, however, Ianto would usually just watch him dream. Not tonight, though.

Nope. Tonight he had a plan for revenge on Jack for teasing him about the pencil sharpener. He was going to take Jack's beloved greatcoat and hide it. Ianto slipped out of the small bed built into the wall, careful not to wake the sleeping captain. The coat was hanging over the back of Jack's office chair. Ianto picked it up and draped it over his arm.

Hmm. He hadn't actually thought this part through. Where the heck was he going to hide it? There were plenty of strange spots in the Hub where Jack would never think to look, but none of them seemed quite right.

Or…That was an idea. Take it down to the Archives, then. Up on a shelf somewhere, or hidden in a box. Ianto went down immediately. The Hub was very dark, quiet, and lonely at night. Ianto felt a pang of pity for Jack, who had stayed all alone every night over the years. Until I came along, that is, he thought with satisfaction.

Ianto scanned the shelves of the Archives, wondering if he could find somewhere significant in some way. The desk, maybe. Or somewhere obvious.

He laughed out loud when he thought of how perfect this was. He would hide the coat in plain sight—right along with the other stacks and stacks of historical clothing the Rift had dropped on them from time to time. Ianto folded the coat neatly and placed it on the top of the stack which contained the clothing from WWII. Smiling to himself, he walked carefully back up the steps and went back to bed, curling up very close to Jack and thinking of how entertaining the morning was going to be.

Per usual, the captain awoke well before Ianto. Slipping out of bed without waking his lover, Jack started to get dressed. He had his shirt halfway buttoned up before he realized something was missing. Frowning, he shook Ianto awake.

"Mmmmhmm, wha's it, Jack," Ianto answered sleepily.

"Sorry to wake you, but do you know where my coat is?" Jack asked him, confused. "It's just, I was sure I left it on my chair last night."

Ianto rolled over. "Well, I don't know. Maybe you left it somewhere else," he muttered, face buried in the pillow.

Jack had to smile. "Genius observation, Mr. Jones. I couldn't have guessed—since it isn't on my chair—that it was somewhere else."

"Go look for it, then." Ianto sat up and yawned. "I might as well just get up, then!" he called at Jack, who was walking out of the room to look for his missing garment.

"Okay!" Jack called back, distractedly. "Make some coffee?"

"If you're lucky." Ianto grinned, though Jack couldn't see him. Yes. The plan was working. Now all Ianto had to do was act innocent. Good. He could do that.

A couple minutes later, Jack walked back into the office, looking extraordinarily confused. "Ianto, I literally can't find my coat. Are you sure you don't know where it is?"

"What you do with your clothing is no business of mine unless I'm pulling it off," Ianto said off-handedly.

Jack snorted. "Witty as usual, but you didn't answer my question."

"Didn't I?" Ianto responded, a tremble of amusement in his voice.

Jack looked suspiciously at him. "Ianto...did you take my coat?"

"Absolutely not," Ianto protested.

"Are you lying to me?"

Ianto simply could not keep a straight face anymore. A tiny knowing smile spread across his lips. Jack glared. "Where's...my...coat?"

Ianto's eyes were wide and twinkling. "Coffee's on," he changed the subject. "You want some?"

"Not as much as I want my coat!" Jack chastised.

"I told you, you must have misplaced it," Ianto maintained. But the game was up.

"Ianto Jones, you give me back my coat!" Jack ordered.

"You're being very bossy today," Ianto remarked, still sitting calmly in Jack's desk chair. His arms were crossed and he was swiveling the chair from side to side slightly.

"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" the captain asked.

Ianto hesitated. "I don't know. Give it a few more minutes."

"Ianto…" Jack's tone changed from bossy to soft and pleading. He put on a pitiful little look reminisce of a lost puppy. Right. Change of tactics. This could be interesting. "Pwease." Oh, no, he was doing a little kid voice, too.

Ianto didn't stand a chance. He softened instantly. "Three guesses," he said. "Where is it?"

Jack grinned happily. He knew he had won. "It's in the Archives, isn't it?"

Ianto tilted his head to the side. "How did you guess?"

"I'm right?!" Jack said, delighted. "I honestly had no clue."

Ianto laughed. "Ten points to you if you can find it."

"Are the points worth anything?" Jack said, interested.

"Quite possibly."

"What?"

"Haven't decided yet. I'm sure we can figure something out," Ianto hinted. "Let's go see if you can actually find it, first. You look better with it on anyway."

Taking Ianto's hands, Jack pulled him quickly up out of the desk chair. Taken by surprise, Ianto fell forwards into Jack's arms. The captain caught him and held on to him for a second before pulling him along down to the Archives.

Ianto leaned against the wall, amused as he watched Jack search. "Don't mix anything up!" he called. "You know how long it took me to catalogue it."

Jack's head popped out from behind a shelf. "How many pencils did it take, I wonder?" he asked, sounding genuinely curious.

"Seventy two packs of a dozen," Ianto replied immediately. "Give or take a couple I lent to Tosh."

"What?" Jack's eyes looked like they might pop out of his head. "Ianto, how the hell do you even know that?" he managed to squeak out.

Ianto doubled over in laughter. "I didn't!" he gasped. "I just made it up!"

Jack looked torn between total disappointment and utter amusement. "You are absolutely impossible!" he told Ianto, shaking his head. He walked over. "Also, I really want to kiss you right now," he added softly.

"You may," Ianto answered quickly. He put his arms around Jack, but then stopped. "Hold on," he said. Releasing Jack, he darted over to the stacks of historical clothing and tugged out the greatcoat. He went back over to Jack, holding the coat out.

Jack smiled. He took the coat and slipped it on. Ianto smoothed out the collar. "How do I look?" Jack said.

"Very handsome," Ianto replied honestly. "And now I want to kiss you."

"You may," Jack said, echoing his lover. He leaned down slightly and pressed his mouth first to Ianto's nose, then Ianto tilted his head up so their lips were together. Just then, they heard the giant-gear-like front door spin open as the first team member to arrive that day came in.

Reluctantly, they pulled apart. "Time for work," Ianto whispered.

"I wish it didn't have to be," Jack murmured, and kissed him again. Ianto's eyes closed briefly. "Okay," Jack agreed then. "Let's go. Oh, by the way," he added suddenly. "Do I not get the points since I didn't actually find the coat?"

Ianto laughed. "I love that that's what you think of. But maybe. We'll see. Later."

"I'll hold you to it."

They went upstairs, and Torchwood's work day began.

I know, it wasn't quite as good as the first chapter. Is any sequel? (That was rhetorical, don't answer it, please.) But I hope it was still good! Please review if you have time. Thanks for reading! I love you all!