Tosh latched the bathroom door, sitting on the edge of the sink and dialing the Captain's number.
"Captain Jack Harkness." came the reply from the other end. Tosh sighed.
"Jack, I have a question." Jack paled, leaning against his desk.
"Yes, why? Did something happen to Ianto?" The concern in his voice brought Tosh's hand to her heart.
"No, not really, I was just thinking, have you ever done anything, Domestic."
Jack spun his pencil on his desk, Domestic?
"Where is this coming from Tosh?" Tosh bit her lip.
"I was talking to Ianto, he was cooking lunch, and I asked him if he could ever see you being all domestic." Jack froze. That wasn't something that he had done in ages, would Ianto even want that?
"What did he say?"
Tosh heard the uncertainty and, concern? That laced the immortals voice.
"That the most domestic thing you did was let him wake up with you in his arms." The flatness of Tosh's voice did nothing to lessen the blow.
"Well, do you think Ianto wants domestic? I mean, do you think he would want me to putter around the house, making him breakfast and picking up. Do you think he would be ok with all of the things that come with, with that?"
Jack managed, his voice oozing with insecurity. Tosh rolled her eyes and shifted her weight on the counter.
"I think that is exactly what he wants Jack. I think he wants you, and everything that comes with it. He loves you; don't you think that means all of you?" Jack let that sink in.
All of him? Jack was mostly secrets. But the darkest ones that Ianto had seen had done little to dissuade him. The Welshman loved him through things that Jack him wanted to run from. He was always right there, by his side, no matter what.
"Yes. Mark my words Toshiko Sato. I won't let you down." TOsh smiled softly, Jack really would keep to it she was sure. The line went dead and Tosh stepped out of the bathroom, only to be greeted with the delicious sent of Spaghetti.
Just how long have I been in there? She wondered.
"Finish your phone call?" Ianto deadpanned piling the pasta onto two plates. Tosh paled.
"How did you-"
"Talking to oneself is the first sign of madness. And since you're not going mad. Plus this house has really bad soundproofing. Trust me. The number of times the police have been called over because of Jack and I-" He didn't finish, realizing exactly what he had just said.
"You are just as bad as Jack with that, do you know that?" Tosh smiled, putting her phone back into the pockets of her jeans.
"Yup, comes with the territory." He set the plate on the small kitchen table. "Water or wine?" He asked.
"Water." He nodded pouring two glasses from the pitcher by the sink.
"So, was Jack checking up to see if I had disappeared with another of his ex-lovers, or were you just calling to check on Owen." He sat down, twirling a noodle around his fork.
"I called Jack to ask him a question. He answered it and things are good, ok?" Ianto just raised an eyebrow, but didn't push the topic further. They ate the rest of their small meal silently. Neither of them knowing a conversational topic to speak on.
The clock chimed, and the two of them jumped.
"Shit. I have less than two hours to get ready!" He leapt from his seat, dashing into his bedroom, Tosh followed.
"Geese Ianto, what's the big deal? You don't have to do your makeup or anything." Tosh teased, as the Welshman removed himself of his shirt and trousers, running a hand through his hair. Tosh caught her breath. He was gorgeous.
No wonder Jack couldn't keep his hands of Ianto. From the defined muscles on his thin frame, to the smattering of dark hair against the pale skin of his chest, he was beautiful. The technician couldn't help but feel her pulse rise slightly as her gaze wandered the Welshman's frame.
"Tosh!" Ianto said, waving a hand in front of her face. She blushed.
"Yes, sorry. You were saying?"
The Welshman rolled his eyes.
"I said that I haven't the foggiest idea of what to wear." Tosh mimicked the Tea- boy's earlier gesture.
"Ianto, it's a date with Jack. You could show up in a potato sack, and he wouldn't care." Ianto frowned, but nodded his head in agreement.
"It would help if I knew where I was going." Tosh pulled out her phone. Walking out of the room . SHe pressed redial, only to get an agitated Jack.
"Tosh, what now?" He grunted.
"Ianto is freaking out over what to wear. Any helpful hints?" Jack smiled softly. He could see his lover rushing around the room in his boxers trying to decide what to wear.
"The red suit, or his black suit. Not his usual suits though. Dress him up a bit." Tosh smiled.
"Got it."She hung up, turning back to the half-naked Welshman. "You have a red suit?" Ianto blushed and gestured for Tosh to follow him into his closet. She was shocked to see two distinctive halves of it. One had dozens of garment bags, each containing a different suit. The other had shirts and pants of varying colors and materials, even some leather Jackets. She assumed that these garish getups were for his performing, but she couldn't dispel the image of Ianto in leather pants and a skin tight t-shirt on stage.
"So here it is." Ianto said, pulling an anonymous garment bag out of the lineup and removing a crimson suit from the bag.
"Why don't you pair that with hmm-" She pretended to give the issue some thought, before plucking a silky black button up and matching tie from the closet.
"There, that will look great. Now off with you, shower and shave and do your hair. You have." She peered at her watch.
"1 hour and 45 minutes to get ready. Now go." Ianto took the clothing and dashed off to the bathroom. Rushing through a quick shower and blow-drying his hair to a perfect puff, she shaved quickly, carefully removing the stubble of the day, before assembling the outfit that Tosh had assured him Jack would love. Looking at his watch he didn't bother to double check his appearance, instead dashing into the living room to put on his shoes.
Tosh stopped him, eyeing his outfit approvingly.
"You look great!" she said straitening his tie and double checking everything. He really did. The slender line of the suit made him look thin, the deep red complementing his completion perfectly. She knew exactly why Jack had decided on this outfit.
"When did you get a red suit anyway? I've never seen you wear it." Ianto shrugged.
"Jack bought it for me after a weevil hunt destroyed another suit. I thought it was a bit garish, so I never wore it. Why, is something wrong with it?" He asked, panicked.
"No! No, it looks amazing on you, that's why I asked. You've never worn it before." Ianto calmed.
"It's red. A big red suit. I didn't think it would go over well with my station as Background man to run around in a red suit." Tosh smiled, saddened slightly at what Ianto viewed himself as. A knock on the door made the two of them jump.