When Ianto returned to consciousness, it was to find himself wrapped in Jack's embrace. Sometime during the night they had moved into one another's arms, hugging each other. He was surprised to see that Jack was still asleep. He usually didn't sleep very long at all, so for Ianto to wake up before him was unusual.
"Good morning," He heard Gwen say softly. He raised his head off of Jack's chest to see her curled up in a chair with a cup in her hands.
"Is that coffee I smell?" He asked, sleepily. She nodded. Hmmm, coffee sounded good at the moment. He carefully extricated himself from Jack, not wanting to wake him as long as he could sleep. Jack rolled onto his back as Ianto got up, snoring lightly. "Where did that come from?"
"I called room service. Breakfast is waiting," Gwen said with a smile. Ianto brushed his hair back, knowing it was probably standing up on end from sleeping. He followed her out of the bedroom, closing the door softly behind them.
"Mmm, something smells good," Ianto said. He sat down on the sofa and poured himself a cup of coffee. "Oh, that's good. Did you sleep well?" He savored the smell that drifted up out of the cup, the dark roast smelled heavenly.
"I did, thank you." Gwen said lifting a cover to reveal a variety of breakfast items. "What a difference sunlight makes." She selected some rashers and eggs and put them on a plate. "Help yourself."
"Don't mind if I do," Ianto said. "This all looks good." He helped himself to some eggs and toast, grabbing a fork and digging in. "So how long did you sit there watching us?"
"Not too long. Perhaps just half an hour or so," Gwen said with a smile. "Ianto, I never knew how close you two have been. I'm sorry that you had to share so much that should have remained private between the two of you." She knew that he was a shy individual, and having those questions asked of him last night must have been hard.
"No matter," Ianto said, glancing down at his plate. "It's not like you yourself haven't seen us in compromising positions in the past." He smiled wryly as he glanced back up at her.
"But still, it's not something I would have chosen to tell an audience," she said. "You really love him, don't you?"
"Yeah, I do," he said. "He's easy to love." He went back to eating his breakfast, at a loss for what else to say. Never could he ever imagined the conversation that they were having. It was strange, but he didn't feel awkward about it anymore. He and Gwen had been through a lot together. While he would have rathered she not find out about some of the things he and Jack had been up to, the fact that she didn't make any judgment about them was nice. They heard a toilet flushing nearby. "Knew he wouldn't sleep much longer."
Gwen poured a cup of coffee and had it ready when Jack opened the door and padded in with bare feet into the living room. "Good morning."
"Mmm, morning," Jack said sleepily, taking the mug from her. "I thought I was dreaming when I smelled coffee. You are a life saver." He leaned down to give her a kiss on the head. "Thank you."
"There's breakfast as well," Ianto said, indicating the covered trays on the table. "Help yourself."
Jack picked up a plate and piled food on it, sitting down next to Ianto. "Oh, this will be good start, then afters with a side of Ianto." Ianto rolled his eyes at Jack's quip. "No?" Jack pouted.
"No," Ianto said. "Behave yourself, even if it hurts." He shook his head at Jack's antics.
"What time is it, and what time will they be expecting to see us?" Jack said as he ate. Ianto opened up the program guide and flipped through it.
"Not for another hour, at the very least. Apparently there is a panel discussing the different aliens. We're a part of that, as well as some of the writers that we met last night. Then there's some sort of play that we have to watch that the fans are doing. That will probably be interesting. After that, there's a couple of different things going on. Hmmm, what's this?" He flipped the page to the panel descriptions. "Oh, I think I want to go to this one."
"What's that?" Jack asked, trying to peer over his arm at the pamphlet.
"A panel called the Lives and Loves of Captain Jack." Ianto looked up with a twinkle in his eye. "I can only imagine." Gwen giggled. "That one could last all night."
"Hey, I'm not all that bad," Jack protested, finishing his plate and putting it down. He poured some more coffee. "I don't know where you get these ideas."
"Hmmm, let's see – you flirted with at least a dozen people last night, and that was only in the walk from the elevators to the art show." Ianto said, holding his cup out for more coffee. Jack poured some coffee into his cup before setting the pot down on the table. "Lord knows what might have happened had we not been there with you."
"Hey, I was only trying to be friendly!" Jack said with a pout. "Jealous?"
"Nope," Ianto said, drinking his coffee. He didn't respond when Jack called him a liar.
"Okay, enough fun," Gwen said as she got up and stretched. "I'm off to my room to take a shower and get dressed. They'll probably be calling us soon." She went into the bedroom, grabbed her clothes and took the key off the side table. "I'll be back in a bit."
"Are you going to be okay on your own?" Ianto asked with concern. She nodded and then gave him a wink as she passed behind Jack. Clearly she was giving them some time to be alone.
"Yeah, I'll be fine. I realized I didn't take any toiletries when I was over there, so I'll need my make up, or whatever this woman brought with her. Don't mind me, I'll be a while." She glanced meaningfully at the bedroom door to him as she let herself out.
"Well that wasn't very subtle," Jack said as he relaxed into the back of the sofa and pulled Ianto with him. Ianto laughed as he agreed. Gwen's idea of subtle was similar to a lorry smashing a brick wall. "But I wouldn't mind taking advantage of her offer for privacy." He kissed Ianto's neck, nibbling along the edge of his shirt collar.
"We don't really have much time," Ianto said. He always found his thoughts got cloudy once Jack's pheromones kicked in.
"Time enough for a shower, I think," Jack said. He stood up and pulled Ianto to him off the sofa. "C'mon. time's a wasting. If we hurry, we'll have plenty of time to get ready." Slowly he coaxed Ianto to follow him. He closed the bedroom door before tugging Ianto by the hand into the bathroom…..