AN: Thank you everyone who has reviewed! *Hands out cookies*
I've been feeling very tired lately and just needed some plotless fluff, so enjoy! And don't forget to review, please?
Wednesday night found a certain Welshman curled up on the Hub's sofa. Gwen, Tosh and Owen had gone home relatively early as the rift was behaving itself for once.
Jack strode over to the couch and crouched down so he was level with Ianto's face, it was nice, seeing him like this, looking so peaceful, it was rare, especially at work. Eventually Jack decided to wake Ianto by gently blowing on his face and stroking his cheek. Ianto wrinkled his nose, and slowly blinked open adorable, sleepy, blue eyes and smiled up at Jack. It wasn't the smile you usually saw, the polite, I'm-only-smiling-'cause-I-have-to smile, it was his special one, he saved just for Jack.
"Come on, sleepy head." Jack took Ianto's arm, which was clenched up to his body and tugged lightly. Ianto protested, curling up even tighter.
"'M Sleeping." He mumbled.
Jack smiled and reached across, kissing Ianto's forehead, and then the tip of his nose. Ianto hummed appreciatively and closed his eyes again. Jack however, had other ideas; with some difficulty, he put his arms under Ianto's back and legs and lifted him up.
"Jack!" Ianto, suddenly awake, shrieked somewhat uncharacteristically. "What're you doing?!"
"I'm carrying you." Jack replied.
"Put me down!" Ianto retorted.
"No." Jack argued back, and grinned cheekily. After a small pause in which Ianto made evil eyes at Jack, the captain grinned again and said, "So, my bed or yours?" Ianto rolled his eyes - in true Ianto fashion - and thought he might as well just give up and humour Jack; he was obviously in one of those moods. He pulled himself further into Jack and buried his face in the crook of his neck deciding it was best to say nothing and try to go back to sleep. "Nothing?" Jack commented. "If it's any help your bed is bigger."
"Yours is closer." Ianto murmured against Jack's neck.
"Huh. Touché."
"Does that mean I win?" Smiling, Ianto moved his head to look up at Jack.
Jack gave him a look of mock horror, "No, of course not! It means it won't take as long to get to bed, so I get to play with you sooner, therefore I win." He concluded.
Ianto smirked, obliged with Jack's games and let himself be carried off to bed and let Jack "play with him." Despite being so tired, Ianto let him, because he loved Jack. Simple as.