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.

2850. Cramped

Title: Cramped

Author: badly-knitted

Characters: Ianto, Jack.

Rating: PG

Written For: Challenge 862: Small at torchwood100.

Spoilers: Nada.

Summary: The first time Ianto spent the night with Jack, he found Jack's cot rather too small for two.

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

A/N: Double drabble.

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Ianto squirmed uncomfortably. "How can you sleep in this thing?" he grumbled. "It's smaller than a single bed, and those are cramped enough." He hadn't had to make do with a standard single since he'd left home, and Jack's bunk seemed to be half that size.

"You weren't complaining earlier," Jack pointed out.

"Yes, well, my mind was otherwise occupied earlier." Just as his body had been, enjoying Jack's many and varied talents.

"Don't move around so much."

"I'm trying to find a comfortable position to lie in. I have a feeling one way or another I'm going to wind up on the floor. Either I'll fall off, or the cot will collapse. It's way too small for two people."

"It hasn't collapsed so far." Jack tightened his arm around Ianto. "Just stop squirming. Unless you're up for another round."

"I should just go home."

"It's blowing a gale outside, that's why you decided to stay. By the time you got home, it would be time to come back, so just relax, close your eyes, and go to sleep."

"I'd love to, but this doesn't feel safe."

Jack dragged Ianto on top of him. "I won't let you fall off."

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The End