Torchwood -- The Place For Me

[gracie_musica]

Title: The Place For Me
horizonssing Challenge: Day Twenty-One
Date Written: 7/26/08
Rating: G/K
Word Count: 214
Fandom: Torchwood
Characters/Pairings: Jack/Ianto
Spoilers: TW up through Something Borrowed
Warnings: Boys kissing
Author Notes: Written -- literally -- in fifteen minutes. Short and sweet fluff! And yes, the title is from the Green Acres theme song.





"I could have sworn you said your father was a master tailor," Jack said as he leaned up against the wooden fencing.

"He was," Ianto replied, hoisting himself up on the whitewashed two-by-four. "But my grandfather owned a farm. He inherited it when he died." He swung his denim-clad legs over the top of the fence and dropped down into the pasture beyond, whistling and clicking his fingers at the closest cow. The bovine looked up at him lazily before ambling over and letting Ianto rub on her as she bent down to graze again.

"City boy who spent his summers in the country then?" Jack asked with a smile, watching as Ianto ran a hand down her flank and patted her twice in farewell. "What an odd mix you are."

Ianto just stepped on the lowest slat again, smiling at Jack when he did the same. "That's just Wales. Ten miles from nowhere and from civilization, depending on the way you drive."

"Mmm, but where do you feel like you belong?" Jack teased, leaning in to kiss his ear. "City or country?"

"Neither," Ianto replied, giving him one of his secret, slow smiles.

"Oh? So where do you belong?"

He leaned in and pressed his mouth against Jack's gently. "In Torchwood. With you."

Comments

[charlie-jae.livejournal.com]

Me liked it, makes me think of tiny Ianto helping on the farm.

[gracie-musica.livejournal.com]

*laughs* Doesn't it? It would explain how he knows how things work, too, working on engines and such.

[charlie-jae.livejournal.com]

Yep Yep...Jack must prod more about this part of Ianto, hehehe