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tamingthemuseTitle: Flirting
Fandom: Torchwood
Prompt: Bullock
Warnings: None
Rating: PG
Summary: Gwen is noisy
“Whose the Seth Bullock look alike?” Gwen asked tilting her head towards the man talking to Jack. He was tall with a big mustache and black flat hair in a black suit.
“Who is Seth Bullock?” Ianto asked obviously confused.
“He’s from Deadwood,” Gwen explained, but only got a confused stare in response, “It’s an American show. Very popular over there. Oh…Never mind. But who is he?”
“I’ve got no idea,” Ianto admitted taking a sip of his drink. Gwen watched indiscreetly as Jack smiled flintily at the other man and even touched his arm.
“Are you just going to put up with that?” Gwen asked and nudged Ianto. Ianto turned indifferent and shrugged.
“What am I suppose to do?” Ianto asked.
“He’s your boyfriend. Go get between then and make a fuss.”
“I’m not a woman, Gwen. And you’re forgetting that’s Jack.”
“So, doesn’t give him the right to go picking up men like that.”
“He’s not picking the man up,” Ianto said confidently.
“Oh and how can you tell?” Gwen demanded.
“Man’s still got his pants on,” Ianto said taking another sip of his drink and turning to her, “Can we get on a better subject now?”
“How can you be so calm about this?” Gwen asked worriedly.
“What would you like me to do? Panic, freak out, yell, get mad,” Ianto said each word getting deeper and harsher. Gwen couldn’t help but smile, because she knew it was getting to him.
“Exactly,” Gwen said and nudged him, “Go say something.”
“No,” Ianto said finishing his drink and shaking his head.
“Say something about what?” Jack asked coming back to the table finally and sitting in his seat close to Ianto. Ianto and Gwen met eyes, Ianto telling her not to and her saying it had to be said. He turned away and sighed.
“About you flirting with me mustache over there. You know you could be a bit more subtle with your boyfriend sitting no more than a few meters away,” she said shaking her head at him disapprovingly.
“Me? Flirting with him? No, I’ve got taste and so does he. He kept talking about Ianto and complimenting this cute butt,” Jack said reaching a hand down and grabbing Ianto enough to make the man jump and slap his hand, “So the twinkle in my eye, that was pride.”
“Bull.”
“Scouts honor,” Jack said holding up to fingers and than turned back to Ianto, “Boyfriend. Did that sound odd to hear? At least out loud.”
“Somewhat,” Ianto admitted and than stared down at his empty glass.
“Were you bothered by it?” Jack asked seriously.
“No,” Ianto said but it was obviously a lie.
“That’s okay. I like the fact that you were,” Jack said kissing the other man’s forehead before sitting back, “And next time you are, say something. Gwen shouldn’t have to stick up for you.”
“I know how you are better than she does. That’s all,” Ianto told him not turning to look at him.
“Oh and how am I?” Jack asked with a big grin.
“Flirty but harmless,” Ianto told him and Jack chuckled.
“Not all the time,” Jack said and turned Ianto’s head towards him. He kissed the other man square on and Ianto squeaked.
“Would you to get a room?” Gwen taunted.
“Great idea,” Jack said pulling on Ianto’s arm and getting him out of the booth, “See you in the morning, Gwen.”
“See ya!” she called at the retreating figures.
Fandom: Torchwood
Prompt: Bullock
Warnings: None
Rating: PG
Summary: Gwen is noisy
“Whose the Seth Bullock look alike?” Gwen asked tilting her head towards the man talking to Jack. He was tall with a big mustache and black flat hair in a black suit.
“Who is Seth Bullock?” Ianto asked obviously confused.
“He’s from Deadwood,” Gwen explained, but only got a confused stare in response, “It’s an American show. Very popular over there. Oh…Never mind. But who is he?”
“I’ve got no idea,” Ianto admitted taking a sip of his drink. Gwen watched indiscreetly as Jack smiled flintily at the other man and even touched his arm.
“Are you just going to put up with that?” Gwen asked and nudged Ianto. Ianto turned indifferent and shrugged.
“What am I suppose to do?” Ianto asked.
“He’s your boyfriend. Go get between then and make a fuss.”
“I’m not a woman, Gwen. And you’re forgetting that’s Jack.”
“So, doesn’t give him the right to go picking up men like that.”
“He’s not picking the man up,” Ianto said confidently.
“Oh and how can you tell?” Gwen demanded.
“Man’s still got his pants on,” Ianto said taking another sip of his drink and turning to her, “Can we get on a better subject now?”
“How can you be so calm about this?” Gwen asked worriedly.
“What would you like me to do? Panic, freak out, yell, get mad,” Ianto said each word getting deeper and harsher. Gwen couldn’t help but smile, because she knew it was getting to him.
“Exactly,” Gwen said and nudged him, “Go say something.”
“No,” Ianto said finishing his drink and shaking his head.
“Say something about what?” Jack asked coming back to the table finally and sitting in his seat close to Ianto. Ianto and Gwen met eyes, Ianto telling her not to and her saying it had to be said. He turned away and sighed.
“About you flirting with me mustache over there. You know you could be a bit more subtle with your boyfriend sitting no more than a few meters away,” she said shaking her head at him disapprovingly.
“Me? Flirting with him? No, I’ve got taste and so does he. He kept talking about Ianto and complimenting this cute butt,” Jack said reaching a hand down and grabbing Ianto enough to make the man jump and slap his hand, “So the twinkle in my eye, that was pride.”
“Bull.”
“Scouts honor,” Jack said holding up to fingers and than turned back to Ianto, “Boyfriend. Did that sound odd to hear? At least out loud.”
“Somewhat,” Ianto admitted and than stared down at his empty glass.
“Were you bothered by it?” Jack asked seriously.
“No,” Ianto said but it was obviously a lie.
“That’s okay. I like the fact that you were,” Jack said kissing the other man’s forehead before sitting back, “And next time you are, say something. Gwen shouldn’t have to stick up for you.”
“I know how you are better than she does. That’s all,” Ianto told him not turning to look at him.
“Oh and how am I?” Jack asked with a big grin.
“Flirty but harmless,” Ianto told him and Jack chuckled.
“Not all the time,” Jack said and turned Ianto’s head towards him. He kissed the other man square on and Ianto squeaked.
“Would you to get a room?” Gwen taunted.
“Great idea,” Jack said pulling on Ianto’s arm and getting him out of the booth, “See you in the morning, Gwen.”
“See ya!” she called at the retreating figures.
Flirting
Date: 2010-01-24 03:42 pm (UTC)“He’s not picking the man up,” Ianto said confidently.
“Oh and how can you tell?” Gwen demanded.
“Man’s still got his pants on,” (so glad I wasn't drinking!)
Re: Flirting
Date: 2010-01-25 12:56 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-25 05:01 am (UTC)