Title: Watching The Storm
Author: badly-knitted
Characters: Ianto, Jack
Rating: G
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Ianto and Jack watch a storm.
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: For the prompt 'Forked Lightning', one of the prompts I didn't get around to using for tw100's challenge 288 last year. I've dug them out again to supplement the prompts I got from my f-list, just because there are still loads I wanted to use.
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Guest: *grins* I don't need hallucinagens, I have a weird imagination at the best of times!
As weeds go, this one proved quite pleasant company. Of all the recent weeds it's Ianto's favourite. They keep in touch. ;)
Thank you!
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I love Janto: Ianto got up from a nice warm bed and a nice warm Jack for a lost tourist. That made me laugh so hard! Ianto likes his nice warm Jack even better than the warm bed. Jack made it up to him later
Meeting an intelligent weed made a nice change for Ianto, he enjoyed showing it around his city. It turned out to be a scholar of Earth History on its own planet, so it was very interested in everything.
Thank you!
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From the shelter of the tourist office, Ianto stared out through pouring rain, watching a storm over the bay. Thunder boomed, forked lightning flashed and he relished the raw splendour of the scene playing out overhead. The howling wind drove waves before it and his heart beat faster at the sight. He'd always loved storms, even knowing the damage they could cause.
Strong arms wrapped around him from behind and a chin rested on his shoulder.
"Beautiful, isn't it?"
"Storms always make me feel more alive," murmured Ianto, leaning back against Jack's chest.
"You make me feel alive," Jack whispered.
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The End