Double Drabble: Bad Language

[badly_knitted]

 


Title: Bad Language
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Ianto, Jack.
Rating: PG-13
Written For: Challenge 703: Language at torchwood100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Ianto didn’t mean to swear, it just slipped out…
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
 


 
Jack was almost seven months along and there was so much that still needed doing before the baby arrived. Ianto was beginning to feel a bit frazzled, if he was honest.
 

Naturally, Jack was no longer able to do fieldwork, hadn’t been since they’d first discovered he was pregnant, so as second in command, taking charge during field missions now fell to Ianto, on top of all his other duties. Add to that babyproofing their flat, buying all the necessary baby stuff, and decorating the nursery… It was a good thing Ianto was immortal or he might have keeled over out of sheer exhaustion.

 
Not that Jack wasn’t helping. He was still running Torchwood from the Hub, and he’d done more than his share of the decorating, apparently finding the smell of fresh paint irresistible. What they’d used was supposed to be odour-free, but fifty-first century senses were much more acute.
 

Ianto shook his head, as he tightened the screws on the new cot. Then the screwdriver slipped, slicing deep into his palm.
 

“FUCK IT!” he yelled, hopping around, clutching the injury.
 

Jack covered his belly with both hands, looking shocked. “Ianto! Watch your language in front of the baby!”

 
 
The End




 
 
 
 
 

Comments

[mxcatmoon]

Ouch! Poor Ianto!

[badly_knitted]

It'll be almost healed by the time he stops hoping around. The benefits of immortality.

Thank you!