The Torchwood Drabble Files

by badly-knitted

A collection of Torchwood drabbles that continues to grow. Thanks to everyone who's making this possible. You're greatly appreciated, so I'm reinstating an old game - the writer of every 100th review gets to request a drabble/ficlet of their choice. Still using a T rating to cover anything I might write, just to be safe.

2200. Brisk Exercise

Title: Brisk Exercise

Author: badly-knitted

Characters: Jack, Ianto.

Rating: G

Written For: Challenge 699: Jog at tw100.

Spoilers: Nada.

Summary: Ianto gets his workday off to an energetic start.

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

A/N: Double drabble.

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When the cogwheel door alarms went off at twenty after six in the morning, Jack came out of his office to see what was up. Ianto was usually the first to arrive, but he always came in through the garage entrance, after parking his car. Of the rest of the team, even Tosh didn't usually get in this early.

Out in the main Hub, there was Ianto, in shorts, sweatshirt, and trainers, flushed, sweaty, windswept, and gorgeous.

"Ianto? Not that I'm not enjoying the view, but is there a reason for the new look?"

Catching his breath, hands on hips, Ianto looked up at his lover. "Left my car here last night, if you remember; we went back to mine in the SUV, then you left on that Rift alert. I was going to catch the bus, but it's such a beautiful morning I decided I'd jog to work." He held up the stopwatch. "Took me seventeen minutes and thirty-two seconds." He added, sounding pleased with himself.

Jack's smile widened. "So you'll be wearing your shorts all day?"

"No, twpsyn! I'll shower and change into my spare suit."

"Oh." Jack's smile faded.

"But you can wash my back for me."

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The End