Ianto heard Jack running up from behind.
"Ready?" Ianto spoke aloud, figuring that it was worth responding, regardless of the voice's source.
"Always." A kiss arrived on his cheek, before the lips brushed his ear. "I'm going to take the blindfold off, but I want you to keep your eyes shut"
Ianto nodded, feeling the silken fabric slip from his face. His eyes remained shut as the hand guided him forward. He heard a door creak open, and a rush of cool night air greeted him. Another step, and he heard the door shut again.
Jack's own breath caught in his throat, as he beheld the miracle before him. A stone gazebo stood in the center of a massive garden. Fairy lights twinkled from the bushes and lit the whole garden with an unearthly glow. A single small table sat in the center of the gazebo, with two ornate chairs facing each other across it. The white table cloth didn't move an inch, even in the soft breeze. Jack smiled as he noticed that the gazebo was glassed in. Perfect.
"Open your eyes." Ianto gasped, His eyes filling with tears.
"Jack, this, its-" the Welshman couldn't find the words. He pulled Jack into a passionate kiss, conveying with his lips what he couldn't with words.
Jack pulled away, grinning broadly. He took the Welshman by the hand, leading his lover up the stone steps. The captain pulled out the chair for him. Ianto smiled, settling into the proffered seat. He was surprised to find himself considerably warm than he had been, standing outside. The Welshman gazed around him, glassed in. The lights in the hedges diffused slightly through the glass softening edges around them. The flickering candelabra on the table revealed two glassed of red wine, a small vase big enough for his rose, a fine set of china above anything Ianto had ever seen, and the beaming, yet nervous face of his lover across the table.
"Do you like it?" the immortal enquired, and Ianto rolled his eyes.
"Jack, it's absolutely perfect. Better than anything I could have ever dreamed." The Welshman sipped his wine, shocked at the quality of the selection.
"You really spared no expenses for a first date, huh." Jack blushed. Saddened slightly that it had taken him this long to get to a first date.
"Actually Yan, all of this is a gift." Ianto looked confused."It appears that you have made quite a good impression on a couple of amazing people, and they pitched in to help me treat you." The Welshman's brow furrowed further.
"Who?"
As if on cue, Olivia appeared from the edge of the gazebo, two steaming silver trays of food balanced expertly on each arm.
"Dinner is served." She proclaimed setting the trays down in front of them, while winking at Ianto in the process.
"Tonight's meal begins with spiced chicken soup, followed by stuffed bell peppers, Our main dish of six spice spaghetti, and a dessert of baked Alaska, as requested by Mr. Harkness." She nodded at him. "The wine for the evening is a Vintage Chardonnay circa 1963." The Captain nodded approvingly, and Ianto smiled at the kind elder woman.
"Thank you." He whispered, and the woman winked again disappearing from whence she came.
"So, all pretty spicy dishes, eh Jack?" Ianto said, sipping lightly the soup before him. The immortal shrugged.
"I asked for dishes that reflected you. I guess they thought you were hot." The Welshman rolled his eyes yet again, taking another sip of soup. They sat in amicable silence for a few moments, both of them sipping their soup and savoring each other's company.