Spoiler alert: Random Shoes
Beta-ed: GlassSplinter
Ianto wondered if you could have sex with your boss just once and then give up. Not that he was complaining, he was just wondering. He thought he could pull it off with Jack, he had that careless air about him, but it would be such a shame. It seemed that he was still holding back, examining how far he could go with Ianto. That came as a surprise to Ianto, that attentive side, he'd expected him to be more self oriented. But then again, Ianto proved not to live up to expectation. He smiled. The notion of beds spread across the Hub was flattering, and it suggested that Jack wasn't fed up with him yet. Not that he expected that this would last; they would get weary of each other and go back to work.
Ianto focused back on work; he'd be in trouble if he didn't get a grip on his day. He tried to keep his distance from Owen and Gwen, their bickering had become annoying, but Jack sent him with them to examine the house of a boy who was an obvious hit and run. Gwen had a hunch that something was off. Owen was being more obnoxious than usual. He understood why Jack had sent him with them, he couldn't send Tosh, as hard as she pretended that she didn't care; it would just be cruel to let her be alone with them. Lately she'd pinned herself to her computer and didn't want to go out on missions. Other than that the mission did include some sort of cleaning and sorting things, the kind of task that was his domain.
The visit was disappointing, nothing alien or unusual, besides that old crisp. Owen and Gwen turned this case into a fight between their life principals, and he felt like a surplus. Then he came back to the Hub and Jack had waved his eyebrows suggestively; that gave him another perspective of his attentions. Well, if that turned Jack on, he could play a serious field agent. That got him in a better mood, and he picked up the telephone. Gwen didn't seemed too professional about this one, she liked the boy and wanted it to be something meaningful, he bet she didn't even check with the police on the investigation. He wasn't too pleased to give the advantage to Owen's perspective, but sometimes people just died crossing the road. But he couldn't think about it further, because Jack had some ideas of his own.