Double Drabble: Springy
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Title: Springy
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badly_knitted
Characters: Ianto, Jack.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 474: Bounce at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
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Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Ianto decides it’s time to get the sofa in the Hub repaired.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: This one’s a double drabble.
Ianto was so tired of the saggy old sofa in the Hub. Most of the springs had gone and when he sat on it he got sucked so deeply into the cushions that it was often difficult to get up again. Laying on it was even worse, leading him to wonder if it was possible to drown in a sofa.
Jack, however, seemed absurdly attached to the battered old thing, so while he was away for a few days visiting Alice and Steven, Ianto took the base and cushions to be re-sprung.
Setting the sofa back in place and testing it with a few careful bounces, he was delighted with the result. It was firm and supportive yet springy. Perfect.
He was sitting there the next day engrossed in paperwork when Jack arrived back, bounding into the Hub, striding across to the sofa, and throwing himself down beside his lover.
“I’m home!”
Papers scattering everywhere, Ianto flew into the air, bounced right off the end of the sofa onto the floor.
A moment later, Jack joined him. He glared back at the sofa. “What just happened?”
“I had it repaired,” Ianto replied, “but it’s a bit springier than I expected.”
The End
Author:
badly_knittedCharacters: Ianto, Jack.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 474: Bounce at
tw100.Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Ianto decides it’s time to get the sofa in the Hub repaired.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: This one’s a double drabble.
Ianto was so tired of the saggy old sofa in the Hub. Most of the springs had gone and when he sat on it he got sucked so deeply into the cushions that it was often difficult to get up again. Laying on it was even worse, leading him to wonder if it was possible to drown in a sofa.
Jack, however, seemed absurdly attached to the battered old thing, so while he was away for a few days visiting Alice and Steven, Ianto took the base and cushions to be re-sprung.
Setting the sofa back in place and testing it with a few careful bounces, he was delighted with the result. It was firm and supportive yet springy. Perfect.
He was sitting there the next day engrossed in paperwork when Jack arrived back, bounding into the Hub, striding across to the sofa, and throwing himself down beside his lover.
“I’m home!”
Papers scattering everywhere, Ianto flew into the air, bounced right off the end of the sofa onto the floor.
A moment later, Jack joined him. He glared back at the sofa. “What just happened?”
“I had it repaired,” Ianto replied, “but it’s a bit springier than I expected.”
The End
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