The next morning. Ianto wanted to call it 'the morning after', but there was nothing for it to follow. Nothing happened last night, unfortunately. Ianto knew that he shouldn't feel this. He knew it was wrong for him to have feelings like this for a man who had obviously had some sort of serious relationship with someone who was almost Ianto's lover. But he couldn't help the way he felt, and that would always be his excuse.
The both of them, as agreed, pretended that nothing had ever happened. They were both such good actors, Jack would never suspect a thing. It wasn't a big deal if he happened to find out anyway - they both suspected that Jack would probably do nothing about it, and just ignore them for a few days. But neither of them wanted to take the risk of him finding out, just in case he reacted badly. So they kept it as their own little secret, going about their own little businesses.
The rest of the team had already accepted Pablo as part of the team. Nobody was quite sure if they were okay about it, but they knew that they really had no choice in the matter - Jack would have their heads if they showed that they had a problem with him suddenly being a part of it all.
Ianto didn't know who objected. He wasn't sure if anyone objected to Pablo being there - they all seemed to get along with him, and he was certainly an icebreaker in the sleepy mornings. He had even started to attend board meetings. But Ianto knew one perfectly good reason for why Pablo shouldn't be part of the team, and that was that he wasn't human. Yes, they didn't have to lock him up because it wasn't what Torchwood was out to do - they didn't necessarily have to capture him, like he had said last night. But it still wasn't right for him to be a part of a top-secret human-based organisation out to protect human beings. It just didn't feel right. But he couldn't tell anyone. If Pablo wanted the others to know, then he would tell them in his own time, but Ianto had no right to tell them himself.
He did his usual routine that morning at work. Made the coffees, fed Myfanwy, gave Jack some updates. But he couldn't shake his headache. He got a grand total of 2 and a half hours of sleep last night. He was too busy thinking of Pablo. Thinking of him and then getting hard over it, before climbing into bed, burying himself under the covers and stroking himself until he reached his climax, over and over again.
He shook the images out of his head - of Pablo undressing before him and staring seductively at him through blazing eyes - a fantasy - and got back to the task at hand. Bringing the files to Jack that he had asked for. He walked into the office and casually placed them on the desk, saying a polite "Good morning" and heading to leave his office again. Jack stopped him.
"Ianto." He said. Ianto stopped in his tracks - he knew exactly where this was going.
He turned and listened from over his shoulder. "Yes, sir?"
"Did you enjoy last night's date as much as I did?"
"No, sir." He said. He turned around completely and saw an expression of shock on Jack's face.
"Why?" Jack looked incredibly puzzled.
"Because," Ianto began deliberately. "I'm pretty sure that you had a lot more fun than I did when you got home," He said, raising one eyebrow. "If you know what I mean."
Ianto tried so, so hard not to show his guilt. He knew all too well he was being more of a hypocrite than he ever had before. He was pretty sure that he had Jack convinced.
He was wrong.
Jack raised one eyebrow cheekily and the first emotion that went through Ianto's mind was 'oh shit'. Jack had him figured.
"Ianto…?"
"Yes sir?"
Jack said nothing more. He and Ianto both knew what was going on between Pablo and themselves. So, on that note of shame and embarrassment, Ianto swiftly left, knowing it had been a bad idea to ever make a comment as that. With Pablo around, he had almost forgotten that Jack could see right through him.
He would get on with the day ahead of him. There were too many secrets floating around, especially regarding Pablo and Jack's history. And then there was the 'flicker' between him and Pablo, and now Jack knew one of Ianto's secrets. He didn't want Jack to tell anyone about that, especially Pablo. He wanted to just storm back in there and make Jack swear not to tell him. But the mood Jack was in, he doubted very much that Jack would take him seriously. He would just wait. Wait and see what happened next.
And if Pablo was to find out that Ianto had indulged in fantasies about him, then it wasn't really the end of the world for Ianto.
