Double Drabble: A Stiff Drink
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badly_knittedTitle: A Stiff Drink
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badly_knittedCharacters: Ianto, Jack.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 902: Shot, at
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torchwood100.Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Alcohol isn’t a cure-all, but sometimes it helps.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
Ianto set two steaming mugs of coffee down on Jack’s desk, reached for the decanter, and poured a healthy shot of whiskey into each mug. Watching him, Jack raised an eyebrow.
“You might not need it,” Ianto said, grabbing the wooden chair and plunking it down beside the desk, not in the mood to perch on the corner today. “But I do.” Seating himself, he picked up his mug, cradled it in both hands, and took a careful sip.
“Despite what a lot of people seem to think, alcohol isn’t the cure for everything that ails you.”
“I’m aware of that, but I’m of the opinion that right now, it can’t hurt. Besides, having the occasional shot of whiskey in my coffee doesn’t make me an alcoholic.” Usually, Ianto preferred not to adulterate his coffee with anything, even milk or sugar, but once in a while, a dash of whiskey was an acceptable additive. “After the day we’ve had, I think I’ve earned it.”
“Can’t argue with that, I suppose.” Jack picked up his familiar blue and white striped mug and took a gulp. “Just as long as it doesn’t become a habit. The whiskey in that decanter was expensive.”
The End
“You might not need it,” Ianto said, grabbing the wooden chair and plunking it down beside the desk, not in the mood to perch on the corner today. “But I do.” Seating himself, he picked up his mug, cradled it in both hands, and took a careful sip.
“Despite what a lot of people seem to think, alcohol isn’t the cure for everything that ails you.”
“I’m aware of that, but I’m of the opinion that right now, it can’t hurt. Besides, having the occasional shot of whiskey in my coffee doesn’t make me an alcoholic.” Usually, Ianto preferred not to adulterate his coffee with anything, even milk or sugar, but once in a while, a dash of whiskey was an acceptable additive. “After the day we’ve had, I think I’ve earned it.”
“Can’t argue with that, I suppose.” Jack picked up his familiar blue and white striped mug and took a gulp. “Just as long as it doesn’t become a habit. The whiskey in that decanter was expensive.”
The End
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Date: 2026-01-28 11:37 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2026-01-29 11:12 am (UTC)Thank you!