gracie_musica | Torchwood -- Summer Time In The City

Title: Summer Time In The City

horizonssing Challenge: Day One
Date Written: 7/10/08
Rating: PG/K+
Word Count: 412
Fandom: Torchwood
Characters/Pairings: Jack/Ianto
Spoilers: None
Warnings: Boys kissing
Author Notes: *sigh* I joined the bandwagon.

"Summer afternoon - summer afternoon;
to me those have always been the two most
beautiful words in the English language."

- Henry James

It was raining.

That in and of itself wasn't unusual. It rained a lot in Cardiff, thanks to the water cycle. Water from the Bay evaporated and became rainclouds, which then dumped the water back down onto Cardiff.

Science was amazing. What was even more amazing, however, was that Jack wanted to go out in this weather.

Some days, Ianto thought that the whole 'immortality' thing really screwed up Jack's mind.

Jack was standing in the Information Booth, grinning a little. "C'mon. I'm hungry. You're hungry. The others are eating downstairs. And I need to get out of here, get some actual fresh air."

"So go eat," Ianto said, looking back down at his work.

"You've been down in the Archives all morning."

"And?"

Jack tapped the umbrella on the floor in annoyance.

"Jack, it's pouring outside."

"It's so clearing up," the Captain argued, throwing the door open to prove his point. The deluge had turned into a softer pattering of rain. "See? Oh, c'mon Ianto~" he whined.

The Welshman rolled his eyes. "Fine. You're paying."

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The rain had tapered off into a drizzle by the time they finished with lunch. Jack still popped the umbrella open and pulled Ianto close so they could share the covering on the short jaunt back to the Information Booth. A few sunbeams peaked in here and there, bright patches of blue starting to spot through the cloud cover.

Ianto held his hand out from under the cover of the umbrella. A few drops were still falling, splashing on his skin. He looked down at the tiny spots on his hand and smiled faintly before shaking the droplets off.

Jack laughed, folding the umbrella up and snapping the tie in place to keep the spines down. The weather was nice and mild, still a little humid from the water still lingering in the atmosphere. "Turned out nice," he said.

"Yup."

They continued to walk in silence, Jack's arm still around Ianto's waist. A sudden wind swept by, bringing a sudden flurry of rain. The younger man frowned and tried to duck underneath a nearby overhang, but Jack pulled him close, dropping the umbrella onto the concrete with a clatter. "Jack!"

"What, never danced in the rain?" Jack teased, taking one of Ianto's hands in his own and spinning him around.

Ianto rolled his eyes but couldn't hide his grin. "You are mad, Harkness."

Jack laughed and just kissed him, and Ianto forgot about the rain.