Jack could cook although he was often very random with his ingredients so a lot of what he made looked potentially poisonous. But his cooking had never killed anyone. Well not a lot of people and in his defense those were very complicated alien dishes.
Anyway Ianto woke up to Jack making breakfast. "Happy Valentines day Yan."
"Thanks but why are the pancakes clover shaped?"
Jack's smile instantly faded."Their supposed to be heart shaped."
"Oh. Well I'm sure they still taste great." He picked up a four leaf clover one. "Maybe this will bring me luck."
Jack beamed. "Well you won't know until you eat it."
Or maybe not, Ianto thought. Thankfully when he bit into the pancake it did taste pretty good.