Yup, does what it says on the tin. We post every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, alternating. Ratings may vary. Slash is a moral imperative, it's Torchwood we're talking about. Mild cursing. Some sexual themes, some depression, it varies from day to day.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Humor/Drama - 11th Doctor, Jack H. - Chapters: 33 - Words: 14,041 - Reviews: 17 - Favs: 3 - Follows: 10 - Updated: Sep 5, 2011 - Published: Jun 18, 2011 - id: 7092571
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Nomad. Fluff Monday. Inspired most likely by my families frequent coffee breaks at Starbucks. Messed up formats in my stories are explained by the fact that I am stuck using Notepad, which as we all know isn't the best program. Long story.
"Coffee, Teaboy!"
"Coming!"
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"Oh, and Ianto? I would adore a cup of coffee right now..."
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"Would you mind making me some coffee, Ianto dear?"
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"Ianto!" Jack yelled. Ianto turned around wearily and headed up to Jack's office.
"Yes, sir?" he asked warily. He sincerely hoped this wasn't another coffee run, it felt like all he had been doing today was making coffee, coffee, and more coffee.
"Bring your stopwatch in ten minutes, if your not too busy," Jack grinned. Ianto stared, than in a fit of gratitude, gave Jack a bruising kiss and waltzed out with a renewed bounce in his step. A dazed Jack blinked and smiled.
"I don't know what I did, but I have got to do it more often."
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