"Ianto?"
"Hmm?"
"I can't believe I'm going to say this…."
"Jack?"
"I'm cold."
Ianto cracked open one eye.
"I know. I'm never cold. That's your department."
Ianto somehow managed to roll just the one open eye. "I could put the heat up or fetch another blanket. Are you feeling alright?"
"I'm fine. Just cold. Could I… uh, maybe a pair of pajama pants and a shirt?"
Ianto just smirked. "Of course. Second drawer, bottom."
"Thanks!" Jack wasted no time pulling on borrowed things and getting back in bed beside Ianto.
"Better now?" Ianto asked, pulling Jack in close.
"Much!"