Title: In The Snow

Pairings/Characters: Jack/Ianto, Jack Harkness, Ianto Jones

Warnings: Fluff?

Summary: Jack is standing in the plas. Ianto comes along with a mug!

Author Notes: This idea hit me the second I read the prompt…I think I actually like this one ha ha. I love your Reviews by the way.

Disclaimer: I wish I owned Torchwood, I could use a gorgeous Welsh man with damn fine coffee…

Jack stood in the middle of the plas, watching the people pass by. There was a winter chill filling the air, making so many people stay in. The plas was rather empty for that time of the day but that didn't get to Jack. He was in one of his unusual good moods.

"Aren't you cold?" Ianto's voice rang from behind him, bringing a grin to his face.

"Why? Are you offering to warm me up?" He asked lasciviously.

"That's seriously all you think about isn't it?" Ianto chuckled. "Actually, I came to give you this."

He handed Jack his blue striped mug. The mug was boiling in comparison to his surroundings, almost shocking him.

"Thanks Yan." He smiled.

"No problem sir. I hate snow." Ianto mumbled, nodding towards their white surroundings.

"I've never really seen it up close before."

"It gets everything soaked."

"It brings out the child in people Yan." Jack pointed out.

"I guess."

"There's something I've always wanted to do in the snow."

"Oh?"

Jack put the mug down and pushed Ianto onto a pile of snow, grinning. Ianto groaned in pain as Jack landed on him. Jack laughed, bringing a chuckle to the younger man. Their laughter faded as they looked deep into each other's eyes. They stayed in each other's arms, smiling until eventually Jack broke the silence.

"You're right. It soaks everything. You plus a wet t-shirt, sounds like a good combination." Jack teased.

"You won't be seeing that anytime soon."

Jack pouted, bringing a grin to the Welshman's face.

"What did you always want to do in the snow Jack?" Ianto asked curiously.

"Kiss you." Jack said simply.

He leaned down and brought his lips to Ianto's in a soft kiss. He reveled in the heat of Ianto's mouth, grinning into the kiss.

"I should do that to you more often." Jack sighed when they parted.

"Maybe, but right now I'm freezing to the pavement. Get off me."

"…Only if you promise to let me see you in a wet t-shirt."

I think I like this one. And by the way: The Wet T-shirt thing just came out of no where, it was written without me thinking about it. Looking back on it, it is a fantasy I and I'm sure many others would LOVE to have seen!