Missing Sleeper Scenes

A/N: This one's here upon the request of Janto-Lover so blame her. Wow, I'm taking a lot of requests aren't I? If anyone has any others PM me!

A/N2: Sorry this has taken so long; my muse went on holiday and didn't invite me. Hope the fluffiness makes up for it!

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Ianto followed Jack back into his office holding the SUV's wing mirror.

The second Jack sat down Ianto dropped the wing mirror onto his desk. At least the immortal had the decency to look ashamed.

Ianto pointed at the wing mirror. "What were you thinking!"
"I was thinking that the wing mirror getting a little sticky would be a small price to pay in favour of us saving the world."

The words were true, but they were said the same way a naughty child would admit to breaking their mother's favourite lamp.

Ianto rolled his eyes at Jack. "That may be true, but now I have to remove the duct tape, which has made the wing mirror disconcertingly sticky."
Jack leered at Ianto almost immediately. "Nothing a bit of warm, soapy water can fix."
Ianto smiled evilly at Jack. "In that case, you can do it."

And with that, he walked out of the office, leaving a stunned Jack in his wake.

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After Gwen went home to Rhys, Jack took a closer look at the arm/weapon thing.

The immortal was so wrapped up in it he didn't hear Ianto come in. The thing to bring him out of his trance was the smell of Ianto's coffee, which was placed on his desk.

He looked up to see Ianto give him a small smile before turning to go.

He couldn't stop himself calling out. "Where're you going?"
Ianto turned to look at him, seemingly shocked at the question. "To try and clean the duct tape off of the SUV."
"I thought you wanted me to do that."
The Welshman rolled his eyes. "I was joking."
Jack put the arm/weapon down and stood in front of Ianto. "You shouldn't have been. You work too hard. I'll do it tomorrow."
Ianto raised an eyebrow. "What are you doing tonight?"
Jack smiled nervously. "I believe I promised you a date. There're some good films on at the moment, and I have a friend who runs this amazing Italian restaurant by the bay who'll get us a table no problem. What do you think?"
Ianto looked taken aback, but smiled after a few seconds. "I'd like that."

Jack's grin brightened, and he led Ianto out of the Hub.

A/N: How was this attempt at fluff?