Double Drabble: Unsteady
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Title: Unsteady
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Characters: Ianto, Jack.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 553: Wobble at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
tw100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Changing light bulbs in the Hub is not an easy job.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
“Want me to hold it steady?” Jack asked, seeing Ianto setting up the tall stepladder in preparation for changing a couple of blown bulbs in the lighting array above the workstations.
“Yes, thank you. That would be a big help.”
The floor was uneven, something Ianto had been meaning to remedy for months now, but there never seemed to be a good time for mixing and pouring concrete right where someone was almost guaranteed to step in it before it could dry. As a result, he always felt very precarious perched on a rickety ladder several metres above the cold, hard ground, unable to even hold on since he needed both hands free to change the bulbs.
“No problem.” Jack took a firm hold of the ladder as Ianto started to climb.
It made Ianto wonder why he’d never asked Jack to help out like this before, but halfway up he remembered as the ladder suddenly started to wobble
“Jack!” Ianto yelped. “Are you trying to make me fall?”
“Oops, sorry! Got a bit distracted.”
“I noticed. Watch what you’re doing!”
“I’d rather watch what you’re doing,” Jack replied with an audible leer. “I’m getting a great view from here.”
The End
Author:
badly_knittedCharacters: Ianto, Jack.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 553: Wobble at
tw100.Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Changing light bulbs in the Hub is not an easy job.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
“Want me to hold it steady?” Jack asked, seeing Ianto setting up the tall stepladder in preparation for changing a couple of blown bulbs in the lighting array above the workstations.
“Yes, thank you. That would be a big help.”
The floor was uneven, something Ianto had been meaning to remedy for months now, but there never seemed to be a good time for mixing and pouring concrete right where someone was almost guaranteed to step in it before it could dry. As a result, he always felt very precarious perched on a rickety ladder several metres above the cold, hard ground, unable to even hold on since he needed both hands free to change the bulbs.
“No problem.” Jack took a firm hold of the ladder as Ianto started to climb.
It made Ianto wonder why he’d never asked Jack to help out like this before, but halfway up he remembered as the ladder suddenly started to wobble
“Jack!” Ianto yelped. “Are you trying to make me fall?”
“Oops, sorry! Got a bit distracted.”
“I noticed. Watch what you’re doing!”
“I’d rather watch what you’re doing,” Jack replied with an audible leer. “I’m getting a great view from here.”
The End
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Date: 2019-05-21 08:50 pm (UTC)Thank you!