Frozen ...

[missthingsplace]

Title: Frozen ...
Author: missthingsplace
Parings/characters: Jack/Ianto
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood or any of the characters ... unfortunately.
Summary: Ianto's on the hunt for thermals ...
Spoilers: None
Warnings: None
Rating: PG13

Written for day fourteen of the redismycolour Winter Challenge

Okay, thought Ianto, it's bloody cold. In fact he'd go as far as to say it was bloody freezing. As he burst through the doors of yet another shop he stopped for a moment to revel in the heat that hit him , compared to the air outside it was like stepping into an oven.

After checking to see what floor menswear was on he stepped onto the escalator and headed up to the third floor, coming to a stop as he disembarked and glanced about. Spotting the location of the underwear section he quickly strode across the shop, if they didn't have what he wanted here he was going to give up.

The underwear department was heaving with people, as he got closer he realised there was more than just chatter going on. They were arguing, and physically struggling with each other as they tried to rip things from each others hands. Once he got closer he realised they were fighting over the thermals.

There were none on the shelves at all, and the few items left were probably going to end up destroyed bearing in mind he had already heard a couple of loud tears. As Ianto saw the security guards approaching he decided to make his exit, no way he was getting caught up in something like this.

Wrapping his scarf more tightly around his neck he pulled up the collar of his coat and then pulled his gloves on, then opened to door and headed out to brave the cold once more. Frustrated at the time he had wasted he stomped his way back to the hub, there was no way he was spending anymore time looking for something it seemed he had no chance of finding anywhere in Cardiff.

Once in the hub he headed straight for the coffee machine without even taking his coat off, despite the warmth of the hub it was going to be a while before he felt like he had defrosted. The weather forecasters hadn't been wrong when they predicted the start of some shockingly cold weather beginning.

Picking up the mug of freshly made coffee he wrapped his hands around it and closed his eyes took a long sip as he heard footsteps approaching, opening them he wasn't surprised to see Jack approaching. Wordlessly Jack wrapped his arms around Ianto and kissed him softly on the mouth, pulling back and looking into his eyes.

“You're frozen!” Jack said, stating the obvious.

“It's fucking freezing out there, I've just spent the last two hours trying to buy us thermals.”

“Thermals?”

“Do you ever listen to the weather Jack? It's going to be freezing for the next couple of weeks.”

“But thermals are so ... unsexy.” Jack pouted.

“I think it depends on who's wearing them, but it's a moot point as I failed to get any.”

“Doesn't matter, you won't need them anyway.”

“I'll remind you of that the next time we're out there running around the streets of Cardiff freezing our bollocks off.”

“No, what I mean is if we get frozen we have a good excuse to warm each other up.” Jack grinned.

Ianto moved his rolled his hips against Jack's. “Now that sounds like a good plan, would you like to have a go at warming me up now, you know, for practice?”

“Thought you'd never ask.” Jack replied, unbuttoning Ianto's coat as he kissed his still cold lips deeply.

The End.