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Ianto was torn.
The lounge suite was ugly. I mean… uhgghhhhhleeeey. He has never seen one like it with the bright orange upholstery or the puffy arms and fat legs. He had stood for a long time staring at it with amazement, and then had sat in it. Damn.
The other one was a soft teddy bear brown with a high back and the perfect leg height. It looked more… polished than the orange one that looked a little.. insane.
Ianto rose and tried it again. Sat back and let himself relax, but his body kept whispering that the orange piece of weird was soooo comfortable that he finally rose and sat back in the chair for that suite and sighed. He did like it, his arse clearly liked it and it was a great back support.
"It does come in other fabrics. This one was a piece actually asked for and when it arrived they freaked out and cancelled the order. We did try to warn them that it was not a soft burnt orange like they wanted… this fabric is ... ah… vibrant." The salesman grimaced.
Ianto looked around at his choices again, the damned super flu making it hard as there was nothing much new on offer and to get one made in a fabric of his choice would take bloody months. "I will take it."
"You're kidding… I mean... ah... of course" the poor man spluttered with shock.
"Yep. Add it to my list "Ianto said confidently, as he walked to the crockery section to begin searching for just the right plates. The man was clearly shocked to the point of sinking into a chair himself and slowly settling back with relief. He thought he would be stuck with this six seater couch and two matching oversized chairs… not to mention the ottoman that Ianto had briefly rested his feet on then grunted at. Oh god. Even with the reduced price on sale… it would make everyone happy to see it gone and money in the coffers in instead. This Super Flu… had made things hard for everyone.
Something Ianto knew as he now stood in the aisle full of glassware adding more and more pretty decanters and glasses to the current trolley he was pushing.
You know… this was actually starting to become fin and he smiled softly as he came to a bin of cushions in bright crazy colours. Add a blue… a bright apple green… ah…. Oh man that yellow is so soft… ooooo…. A cushion shaped like a dog? CUTE. Ianto looked at that weird combination in his trolley and started to giggle.
Yeah… it looked like he was losing his damned mind.
But he was finally having fun.
