Jack had chose the movie mainly because he knew Ianto wouldn't know what one to pick. He didn't want to pick one about aliens last time, he wanted this to be a nice enjoyable evening, where they didn't have to think about Torchwood or real life.
"A musical?" Ianto laughed. "As in singing and dancing?"
"It'll be fun," Jack insisted. He brought two tickets for 'Mamma Mia' the girl behind the counter looked up at the two men and smirked. "Want some popcorn?" Jack asked as they headed up to the screens.
"Sure," Ianto smiled.
"Salty or sweet?" The man behind the popcorn stand asked, Jack looked over at Ianto who shrugged. He hadn't tasted popcorn before.
"Sweet, definitely sweet." The man smiled and handed Jack the popcorn. After buying a drink each, they headed into the theatre hall, Jack smiling as he sat at the back row.
They spoke freely as the adverts rolled on, every now and again Ianto would ask about what he saw, Jack was eager to explain everything to him. The film started, and Jack tried to concentrate on the film. But that was harder than he had originally planned.
As the first song started to play – 'Honey, Honey' Jack couldn't stop thinking about Ianto. He looked over at the man, whose hand was extremely close to his. He wore a small smile on his lips, his eyes watching the film intently.
Jack couldn't describe how beautiful Ianto looked at that moment, his soft brown hair was neat as it had been when he first met him. His eyes were shining grey as they took everything that was happening in from the film. And his lips, those pink lips smiling perfectly. Jack looked at his hand again, with a little hesitation he placed his on top of it.
Ianto turned his hand so that their fingers linked together. Jack couldn't help but think they fitted together perfectly. Ianto turned in Jack's direction and smiled, Jack was lost in those grey eyes. Jack bit the bullet and moved his head forward, he smiled as Ianto did the same.
The kiss was chaste, soft and Jack knew he was overusing the word in every mental description of Ianto, but the kiss was perfect. In the dark, Jack couldn't see the beautiful blush that crept on Ianto's cheeks but he knew it was there. Both men turned their attention back to the film, their hands still attached.
An hour and half later, the film finished at they were heading out of the movie theatre, their hands laced together. Neither wanting to let go. "Did you enjoy the film?" Jack asked, they walked closer together than they had when they walked there.
"Yeah, I liked it a lot. Made me smile." Ianto laughed. "Though the songs are going to be in my head for ages now."
"Same... Do you think if we brought Owen along to see it, it would be able to make him smile?"
"I think it would take more than a musical film to make him smile," Ianto smiled.
They headed of towards a small little restaurant that Jack had fallen in love with a while ago. It served Italian dishes, real Italian dishes and not the kind you brought in a box like most restaurants around there.
Jack was a little worried at how Ianto might take to the restaurant. It was romantic, with little red candles on the tables, plants in the window. Dim lighting. Ianto looked at Jack expectantly as he opened the door for him.
They sat at the table the very attractive male waiter showed them too, Jack got a little angry that he was staring at Ianto a little too much. "You've got an admirer." Jack said with a tight smile.
"Really?" Ianto asked, he turned around and saw said waiter staring at him, he didn't even turn around when he had been baited. The man smiled and Ianto blushed in the candle light and Jack felt his heart melt.
"If you wanted to go over and talk to him..."
"I don't," Ianto smiled. "I'm quite happy here with you."
"Really?" Jack asked. Ianto reached out for his hand which was lying on the table and took it with a smile.
"Really, Jack."
They both ordered the same thing, a simple pasta. Jack watched with a smile as Ianto ate, something so simple was turned into a piece of art. Every time Ianto swallowed he would lick his lips making sure he had no sauce on his face, something so simple was making Jack's trousers tighten awkwardly.
Ianto hadn't noticed, and continued to eat and lick his lips Jack tried not to watch but when Ianto took a sip of his drink, wrapping those pink lips around the straw. Jack practically lost it, "I'm just going to the toilet," He said before making his escape.
Ianto watched as Jack walked away, his eyes wondering down the back of his body, focussing on those firm but cheeks that he just wanted to...
"Hey," It was the waiter from earlier.
"Hi," Ianto smiled awkwardly.
"Is he your boyfriend or something?" He asked with a smile.
"Or something," Ianto sighed. Because how could he describe his relationship with Jack? The man had brought him to life, gave him a life a purpose, not to mention he was great to look at.
"Maybe we could go out sometime." The man smiled.
"Maybe," Ianto shrugged, he was willing Jack to come out of the toilet soon.
"So what do you say you and me go out one night, or we could always stay in?" The man purred.
"No, thanks." Ianto sighed. He looked up as Jack approached.
"There a problem?" Jack asked, as he took his seat. The waiter stared at him and smiled politely.
"I was just checking everything was okay with the meal," His smiled.
"Like I said, we're fine." Ianto said bluntly.
"You okay?" Jack asked, he went to take Ianto's hand but was confused when he pulled away.
"Fine," Ianto said a little nervously.
"So do you want desert?" Jack asked, shaking of the feeling that he had done something wrong.
"If you want."
"We could always get some ice cream from the bay? Take a walk around the bay?" Jack noticed that Ianto smiled at the thought of leaving this place.
"I'd like that," He smiled.
They walked around the bay once more holding hands. It was getting cold, and Jack could tell that Ianto was cold. He pulled him closer, and wrapped his arms around his waist. "I've had a great night tonight, Jack." Ianto smiled.
"Me too," Jack smiled. He leaned forward and captured Ianto's lips with his. Unlike their first kiss it was faster, more loving. Their tongues explored each others mouths for the first time. And Jack hated to sound corny, but Ianto really did take his breath away.
