Slipping Through -- On Holiday
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et_muse.Title: Slipping Through
Chapter Twenty-Three: On Holiday
Date Written: 11/16/08
Rating: PG/K+
Word Count: 1,690
Fandom: Torchwood/FAKE
Characters/Pairings: Jack/Ianto, Ryo/Dee
Spoilers: Up through Torchwood 02 and FAKE Like, Like, Love.
Warnings: M/m kissing
Author's Notes: Much thanks to my beta, muse, and all around idea bouncing board,
totally4ryo! And don't bug me about the next chapter, it's her turn!Slipping Through master list found here.
Even though Jack was wiped, he only managed to grab a couple of hours' sleep. Ianto was curled up on his side, cuddled back up against Jack as he snored softly, a sure sign that he was deep into dreamland.
There was a noise in the hallway, a door opening then closing quietly. The Captain carefully disentangled himself from his slumbering lover and slipped from the bed, kissing Ianto's forehead fondly when he was sure the younger man was still asleep.
One of the Laytner-MacLeans was in kitchen, the scent of brewing coffee starting to permeate the air. He paused in the doorway to the kitchen, leaning against the wooden frame as he watched Ryo at the counter, humming to himself as he whipped a few eggs together in a mixing bowl. He was dressed in a t-shirt and a pair of pajama pants that slung low on his hips, giving a little teasing glimpse of the dip of Ryo's lower back.
"Can I get some of that?" Jack asked.
Ryo grinned over his shoulder. "Breakfast, you mean?" he asked, lifting the bowl a little. "No problem. How do you take your eggs?"
"Like I take everything -- over easy," Jack cracked, making Ryo laugh out loud. He pulled out another frying pan and set it on the stove. With an ease that looked like it was borne of long practice, he scrambled the prepared eggs in one pan while he cracked eggs straight into the other, carefully flipping the eggs so the yolks wouldn't break. "If you want toast, you'll have to make it yourself," Ryo said with a smile. "Bread's over the icebox."
Jack took down the loaf and pulled four slices out of the bag, popping them into the toaster. "I thought you'd be out for a few more hours," Jack said.
Ryo took down two plates, spooning the eggs into them. "I can never sleep more than a handful of hours during the day, no matter how tired I am," he explained. "When I first became a cop, they had me working nights. It took me nearly wrecking a car to get switched to days."
"I'm a night person, me," Jack replied, taking his own plate. “Don’t really need sleep anymore, but even when I did, I could collapse anytime.”
"Good thing you're doing Torchwood work then," Ryo teased, stealing two pieces of toast and setting them on his own plate. He poured two coffees -- one for him, one for Jack -- and they moved to the dining room.
After a few moments of silence in which both men tucked away a good portion of their food, Jack wiped his mouth and looked over at Ryo. "I'm sorry if Dee got upset yesterday."
Ryo snorted into his coffee, waving a hand. "Oh please. He's just got a jealous streak a mile wide. He knows how cold it was in that SUV." He grinned. "Besides, I got him back good."
"Yeah?" Jack grinned as well. "How'd you do that?"
Ryo winked at him. "Told him I wasn't mad." Jack tilted his head to one side, a little confused. "He's Catholic," Ryo clarified. "Anything I could have said or done was nothing compared to how much that good old Catholic guilt ate him up."
Jack laughed. "Oh, his parents would be proud of you," he said, giving a slight toast with his mug.
"Yeah, Mother's going to be pretty proud of that one," Ryo said with a laugh. "She's been trying to teach me that trick for ages."
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Dee and Ianto had dragged themselves out of their respective bedrooms in the early afternoon hours and found their partners sitting in the living room, talking animatedly about space travel. It was, mostly, Jack telling stories while Ryo paid rapt attention, eyes childlike wide as he listened to tale after tale.
Jack had called in around noon and found things to be ticking over fine at the Hub. At Ryo and Dee's urging, Jack and Ianto spent the day with the Laytner-MacLeans, mostly just sitting and talking to each other in the living room while they consumed pot after pot of Ianto's perfect coffee.
Dee managed to talk Ryo into taking another short nap after they had tea around five. He awoke to find the other three watching a Bond movie on the telly, with Ianto and Dee discussing the finer points of Sean Connery's Bond to Pierce Brosnan's Bond. Jack was watching them with a highly amused look on his face.
"I'm actually a fan of Alexander Crowe's Bond," Jack told Ryo when the half-Japanese man raised a questioning eyebrow.
"Who?" all three men asked.
"You'll see," Jack replied with a grin.
Ryo rolled his eyes. "What do you want for dinner?"
They ended up making sandwiches for dinner, cut into fourths and split between two plates. Somehow during the discussion, Jack had hit on the idea of having a friendly round of poker or two. Which became a bit more competitive when both Ryo and Ianto proceeded to wipe the floor with their partners.
"Y'know," Jack drawled, looking down at his hand. "I used to do this for a living."
"Me too," Ryo confessed, taking a sip of his beer. Dee had broke out a case about an hour before, and even Jack was drinking along with them. "Did Vice before I moved into CI, underground gambling rings."
Jack turned to Ianto, nudging him with his foot. "And you, Mr. Jones?"
"My grandfather taught me how to count cards when I was seven," he replied easily, sliding two cards across the table in discard, "and then I played in pub poker tournaments through uni for cash."
"Ryo's tell is that he sucks on the inside of his cheek a little when he's got a bad hand," Dee announced without looking up.
The half-Japanese man looked up from his pair of twos, wide-eyed and confused. "Wha?"
"A-ha, he's right!" Jack teased, and they all laughed when Ryo tried to hide behind his hand.
Another round of beer into the game, however, and Ryo's words started slurring together drunkenly. When Jack pointed it out, Ryo protested that he was not drunk, thank you, he was Scottish and it took more than what he'd had to take him out. Dee had to agree.
"Yes, but he's gotten minimal sleep in the past 48 hours," Ianto pointed out. "He's exhausted and tipsy."
"Right." Dee rapped his knuckles on the table. "Bed with you. I'll see Jack and Ianto out to a cab."
Ryo let out a groan of disappointment that would have put his and Dee's son to shame.
"I'll make it an order," Jack threatened, already starting to gather up the cards into a stack.
"Fine, fine," Ryo grumbled, downing the rest of his bottle before standing. His head spun rudely and he sat straight back down, legs wobbly. "Okay, maybe that last one did the trick," he admitted.
Jack was closest to Ryo, and he instinctively grabbed the wobbly man. "It's okay, we'll get you to bed," the Captain reassured him. Ryo smiled drunkenly and patted Jack's cheek fondly.
About halfway to the master bedroom, the alcohol caught up with Ryo and he gave Jack a sad smile. "'M sorry 'bout your brother," he slurred. "Didn't wanna."
"I know," Jack reassured him. "I know, Ryo."
"Wouldnta blamed ya if ya'd shot me," he admitted. "Almost shot Leo."
"Leo?" Ianto asked, looking over at Dee as they followed behind Ryo and Jack.
"The drug lord that ordered the hit on his parents," Dee said quietly.
Ryo nodded exaggeratedly, giving Jack a sad smile. He stumbled a little into the Captain as they crossed the threshold into Ryo and Dee's bedroom, but Jack just smiled back and tucked him into bed like he was an overgrown child. He even brushed back Ryo's dark blonde hair from his face fondly.
"Glad you didn't," Ryo said softly, reaching up to pat Jack's cheek again.
Jack grinned down at him. "Me too," he confessed. Then he leaned in and kissed Ryo softly.
Dee felt a momentary flash of jealousy, but it faded almost as soon as he registered it. If he was being honest with himself, he could tell that it wasn't sexual, it was just Jack being Jack and showing affection the best way he knew how -- physically.
He wondered if maybe he was just a little bit drunk.
"Hey, Harkness!" Dee teased good-naturedly. "If you're going to kiss on my husband, I get to snog Ianto!" he declared, reaching over and grabbing the young Welshman by the front of his shirt and pressed his mouth against Ianto's.
... and found that Ianto was not against the idea. If anything, he tilted his dark head to the side and kissed him back, lips moving smoothly against Dee's. And Dee found himself responding, moving his hand up to tangle into Ianto's dark hair as the kiss deepened.
He knew, somewhere in his brain, that he shouldn't be doing this, that it was wrong, that Ryo was right there... But he found that he didn't care, especially when Ianto's tongue found its way into his mouth and showed off just what the younger man had learned from Jack.
"Hey..." Ryo's voice broke the reverie and Dee pulled back with a loud smack. "If you get a proper snog, I want one too!" he protested.
Dee watched, stunned, as Jack laughed and leaned in and gave Ryo one hell of a snog. Both of them were definitely into the activity, tongues flashing briefly through the seam of their mouths.
It was... a huge turn-on.
His mind was whirling: they were happily married (or were they?) and yet it seemed second nature to be kissing both Ianto and Jack, completely and utterly natural. There was that minor jealousy, yes, but it was, oddly, the sort of jealousy that Ryo got to kiss Jack Fucking Harkness first.
Everything was topsy-turvy. He had to get out of there. He couldn't breathe.
Jack and Ryo both finally broke the kiss when the bedroom door slammed shut behind Dee.
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Date: 2008-12-04 02:08 pm (UTC)I have so MUCH commenting to do!!
But YAY!! This is a good breaktime read from my "Project From HELL!"
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So Gracie, I could care less about the UST cuz DUH! Jack and Dee, but please tell me you're not gonna make them swap! *pleading look* I adore the actual OTPs too much!
But I think Dee benefited from the snog Jack gave Ryo, though...
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Date: 2008-12-06 05:56 am (UTC)its really creative and interesting
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