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Ianto was dancing.
Jack watched as Ianto danced around on the grass of the lawn, humming to himself as he frolicked barefoot in the daisies. He looked so childlike and so damned cute. How can you not love that, eh?
"So… there are three more we can look at but this is the only one with a garden this size" Gwen said as she stood next to Jack watching Ianto's antics.
"He seems pretty happy out here…"Jack said, then called out "Tiger. You want to look inside again or do you like this one?"
"This one" came a distant yell as Ianto took off, his arms wide as he ran along the long back section whooping. Like a child. So sweet. Gwen smiled as she remembered Ianto doing that to scatter seagulls one day when out for an ice cream with her. Wow. She had forgotten that.
"Right. He likes this one so… we need to look at the furnishings and see if he wants to change anything…" Jack squeaked as Ianto appeared from nowhere, like the feckin wind, rushing between them to get back inside and stall out in the living room so still it was like he was a statue. His sudden change from frantic to stasis surprising if you did not now windy-Woos do that sort of thing.
"I do not like the walls."
"Pardon?"
"I want white walls… not this gross feckin green"
Jack blinked as Gwen started to giggle. That had sounded so… well… Jack-like to be honest… and she glanced at him before replying "Then we paint the walls white sweetheart. Unless you want wallpaper."
"Nah. I want paneling. I want the boards to come up this high… we can paint those white and then maybe… maybe a palest of blue, like a powder? Hamptons style. Open this room right up" Ianto said, then bolted abruptly as he strode from the room leaving them both standing there.
"Hamptons style… I didn't know he even ken what that was" Gwen said.
"Ianto, remember? He knows everything" Jack grinned, following him to the bedroom at the back of the house where the bed was getting an open glare "Tiger?"
"This is no big enough. I need a BIG one. Like… big" Ianto threw his arms wide "Massive. Sleep sideways kinda bed. Naked wrestling is best on a big one."
"Oh… naked…. Wresting" Jack grabbed for him and Ianto yelped, and then bellowed that deep laugh Jack loved so much, slapping at him.
"And over there…. A nice dresser under that window so my glass things can sparkle." Ianto pointed "I hate the carpet. That has to go. A doggie will not like a carpet like that."
"Doggie. Oh, getting a dog are we?" Jack asked with open amusement now.
"Well… I have to know how nurturing you are before I give you a baby ya know" Ianto said, then he wandered from the room, Jack now sitting on the bed with the breath knocked out of him as the words echoed in his skull.
What?
"Gwen, do you think I should get a dog?" Ianto was asking her as Jack exited the bedroom with what he hopes was a calm look on his face.
"I don't know Pet. What sort would you like?" she asked as she opened and closed cupboards to check what was there. All safe houses came fully stocked but she knew Ianto had his priorities and she had slipped… she would hate for him to find she was not doing the stock list to his code. It all seemed so though.
"I think I would go to the pound and ask who is on death row then take it from there" he answered as he flopped into a chair and made a noise "Oh, I like this one. This is a keeper."
Jack found himself grinning madly as Ianto leapt up and tried another chair, then another giving them a thumbs up or a thumbs down. So cute, so sweet. Ianto was clearly there but a more gentle, childish version Jack usually only saw in the bedroom at night after drinkypoos… that's that a drunk Ianto used to call beer… Jack plying him with handles of Brains Beer… drinkypoos Cariad?
"Hmmmmm, yes" Ianto said suddenly "Brains."
Ianto then giggled as he looked at Jack through his leashes "I sound like a zombie coming to eat you, don't I? Baraaaaaaaiiiiinsssssss"
Jack smiled softly "want to go have a bar meal and a pint?"
"Yes!" Ianto leapt up "Come on Gwen, we will share the chippies."
Jack drove to the nearest pub and they settled on the seats outside in the sunshine, Jack ferrying out pints and then came the baskets of hot chips and battered fish. Jack of course got a sausage for the horror effect, Ianto's snorting into his beer so sweet as Jack took the entire sausage in one go.
Gwen sat with her mouth open as Ianto was not the only one being a little childish today.
Mind you… it was cute… in a perverted kinda way.