tampered | Log: Ongoing

Log: Ongoing

When; Saturday
Rating; TBA
Characters; Ianto Jones

king_coffee and Captain Jack Harkness

handsomejack
Summary; An overnight stay at the beach
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Jack had gotten them the same room as last time, after all why mess with what works and it was a beautiful room, right on the beach.

This time he'd also gotten fresh cherries and other summer fruits delivered to the room to go with the bottle of champagne that sat chilling in a silver bucket. There was sparkling water for Jack himself. Though the room was being kept cool by air conditioning during the heat of the day it still carried the scent of 'ocean and sand' and Jack took a deep breath as he pushed open the door and stepped on through.

"Oh this is nice," he said, giving Ianto a rakish smile.

After all, sand and ocean were now two of his favorite scents after a certain night down on the sand!

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Walking in after Jack, Ianto shut the door softly behind the both of them, and turned to look at the room.

He was very pleased that it was the same room as before, after all, it had been a beautiful room! Jack had proven yet again that he could be very thoughtful with these kind of things, and Ianto grinned at him.

"You really do have the best ideas," he said, setting his bag down at the end of the bed.

"I really do," Jack responded with that mock haughtiness that was usually followed by an amused chuckle.

As it was in this case!

Taking the bags and setting them down close to the bathroom, he walked back into the room, snagged himself a cherry and fell back on the bed with a deep sigh of contentment.

"What do you think, Ianto. I could see about building the mini-hub down here in a giant beach house facility."

He was probably joking.

...

Maybe.

Ianto smiled and sat down on the bed, rather thank throwing himself like the other man did, showing a little more restraint. For now, anyway.

"The mini-hub near the beach, hm?" he asked smoothing his hand over the bed quilt, admiring how it felt, "I fear I'd never get anything done if that was the case."

Well maybe. Very little could persuade him away when he got it into his head that the place needed cleaning.

Turning his head to look at the other man, Jack grinned.

"But it would be nice, wouldn't it?"

Jack might have missed having a 'home' by the water so to speak. After all, the Hub had been right next to the bay and in a good location for a nice mind clearing walk if he'd needed one.

Grinning back, Ianto nodded.

"It would be very nice. I wouldn't complain really if we did relocate."

The mini-hub was familiar, yes, but still.

Jack lay there and smiled to himself as he thought about it, a house all the team's own but the building was nice and he had a lot of that already sorted. Chuckling he gave himself a swat in the forehead to get his mind off wrestling with more questions and looked over at Ianto.

"So, Jones Ianto Jones, what would you like to do with your whole night off?" He asked, turning on his side and smiling at the younger man.

Perhaps he should have had 'plans' like he had the last time but he didn't want Ianto to think they should only go away together when there were 'plans'. Sometimes it was just nice to be together.

"I'd have no idea what to do with a whole one," Ianto said, shuffling back a little on the bed so he was sitting more comfortably, closer to Jack. He was half joking and half telling the truth, because it was a very rare occasion that Ianto Jones had a whole night off. Mostly, he wouldn't have it any other way.

But it was nice to be away, just the two of them and not have to do anything, so Ianto leant back, supporting himself with his hands.

"Well, I think it's obvious that I must," Jack paused pointedly and then grinned wickedly. "School your ass at checkers."

Yes, he'd just said checkers. Not chess, not strip poker, checkers. A game that Jack had played many a night while in the trenches of WWI.

"You wha- checkers?" Ianto blinked. "Oh, you mean draughts."

He still looked a little confused, although he was grinning. If that's what Jack wanted to do...

[ooc: Yup, that's what we call it this side of the pond!]

"Right!" Jack agreed, grinning a little at his own slip back into an Americanism he should probably be over by now.

[ooc: Ahhh the language span of the giant puddle! ;D]

Ianto wasn't too bothered, it was easy enough to tell what Jack meant, and it wasn't like he'd never mixed Welsh with English before.

...it had been one time and he'd been half asleep.

"All right, if you want to," Ianto said with a grin, kicking off his shoes and putting them tidily under the bed so he could sit with his feet up.

But it had been so adorable!

Grinning, Jack jumped up and went to rumage in a cupboard. He'd happened upon a small stash of games in the room when they'd been here the last time and he crowed with delight as he found the checkers.

"Got em!"

Surfacing, Jack took a moment to get out of his boots before he carried the board and bag of checkers over to the bed.

"Want some champagne while we play?"

...he was not adorable.

Ianto sat on the bed, legs crossed as he waited for Jack to retrieve the game for the both of them. After all, Ianto hadn't had the chance to explore the room very much before.

"It's been a long time since I played this," Ianto admitted as Jack game back with the board and pieces, and waited for him to set it up.

"Are you going to have some too?"

He really was adorable, especially when he was asleep and sort of snuggly.

"I have some sparkling water," Jack said with a grin and he went to prepare two glasses, champagne for Ianto and sparkling water for himself.

Coming back to the bed, he handed Ianto his glass and then reached for a black and a red checker. Shaking them up in his cupped palms, he grabbed one each in a fist and held it out towards Ianto for the younger man to chose his fate!

...let Ianto believe he wasn't adorable?

Considering Jack very rarely drank, that was enough for Ianto, so he accepted his glass with a gracious thank you.

Pretending to give it great consideration, as though it was to be one of the greatest decisions of his life, Ianto tapped Jack's left hand.

But, but ... he was? Particularly when he was all mused up in the morning?

Jack opened his palm to reveal a red checker and he grinned.

"Red, very much your color," he teased. Oh for that UNIT cap!

Fine. As long as only Jack could see.

"Haven't you noticed that I wear it more often, as of late?" He did too, shirts ranging from plum to cranberry, red detail on his ties and sometimes red lining in his jackets.

He missed the UNIT cap, too. It was a shame they couldn't get another one...

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