Ianto was running around his flat, trying to get everything ready for the evening. After much fighting with Jack. (These jeans are too tight Jack. Or, leather pants are not appropriate for a small pub gig Jack.) Ianto had managed to dress in something worthy of the stage. Tight black jeans and red T-shirt met with silken black waist coat and chain. The hybrid outfit had been Jack's idea. A way of merging his daily life with his life on stage.
"Can I come to watch you warm up?" Jack asked, while Ianto slipped on his shoes.
"Sure, if you sit at the back of the pub, don't make comments, and don't acknowledge that you know me." The immortal grumbled, tugging on his coat. Ianto stood wrapping his arms around his lovers waist.
"Don't be upset cariad. I just don't want to cause a fuss before we perform." The captain pouted.
"Cause a fuss?" The Welshman smiled into his lovers shoulder.
"You draw a lot of attention to yourself Captain Jack Harkness, I don't need that when I have to focus." The immortal laughed then.
"Are you saying that you find me distracting?" The Welshman stood back, grabbing his keys and heading for the door.
"Yes." He dashed out of the flat then, locking himself into the driver's side of the SUV before the captain had shut the front door. Jack stood there, openmouthed and slightly shocked by his lovers uncharacteristic act. He felt the happiness and pride welling from the Welshman, and decided not to argue, if Ianto wanted to drive, so be it. The immortal clambered into the passenger side, moving to turn on the radio, but Ianto stopped his hand.
"Come on Yan, you're driving, why can't I listen to my new cd." Ianto quirked an eyebrow, before starting the car and pulling onto the road.
"You do realize whining is not becoming of a man of your age." Jack pouted.
"I really like this band though." Ianto chuckled, shaking his head before turning his eyes back to the road.
""You're about to go see them live, isn't that enough?" Jack they neared the pub, the immortal felt a wave of unease from his lover.
"You still unsure about telling them about me?" Ianto blushed, the crimson glowing in the darkened car.
"It isn't you Jack. As corny as that sounds. I'm not embarrassed by you, or ashamed by you. I'm just worried about how they are going to take it." The immortal nodded, taking Ianto's hand.
"You go in, start warming up, get everything ready. I'm going to walk for a bit, keep myself busy until show time." The unease lifted slightly.
"Are you sure?" Jack squeezed Ianto's hand,
"Yes. I won't be too long. I want to see Rhys' reaction when he realizes that you are the lead singer of his favorite band." The Welshman blushed again, unfastening his seat belt quickly, he leaned over and kissed the immortal squarely on the lips.
"See you later." The both hopped out of the SUV, Ianto going into the pub, while Jack strolled along the sidewalk.