Title: Too Early

Author: badly-knitted

Characters: Ianto, Jack.

Rating: PG

Written For: Challenge 760: Early at torchwood100.

Spoilers: Nada.

Summary: When the phone rings, Ianto knows he has to answer, no matter how tired he is.

Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood, or the characters.

A/N: Double drabble.

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Ianto's whole terminally weary body is telling him it's too early, and he's in full agreement. It's not quite three in the morning, and he only fell into bed just after midnight, thankfully alone so he was able to go straight to sleep without having to entertain Jack.

Not that Ianto minds sharing his very comfy king-sized bed with his Captain, or not under normal circumstances. Jack is a very considerate lover, but Ianto had barely slept in two days and had been running on coffee fumes, so Jack had driven him home and promised not to call him for anything less than the end of the world.

So, naturally, the world has picked tonight to hurtle headlong towards certain destruction. It's unfair, but Ianto's not surprised. Sometimes he's convinced the universe hates him.

Hanging up his phone and dragging himself off the bed, Ianto comforts himself with the knowledge that the rest of the team are probably just as worn out as he is. At least Jack had the decency to apologise for waking him up and forcing him to help save the world yet again. When it comes to Torchwood, there's no such thing as being off duty.

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The End