Title: Sunday Morning
Author: emeraldsage85
Pairing: Jack/Ianto
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I don't make any money from this. Torchwood belongs to RTD and the BBC.
Summary: Ianto wakes up to find Jack in his kitchen.

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On Sunday morning Ianto stretched and yawned as he awoke. The sunlight filtering into the room made him blink harshly.

Why does Jack always have to open the curtains first thing in the morning? Ianto wondered.

A few seconds later his sleep fogged brain dimly registered that Jack was not in bed with him. Ianto pulled on a pair of boxers and wandered out into the kitchen.

The sight before him took a few moments to fully compute before Ianto burst into hysterical laughter. Jack was standing at the stove wearing one of Lisa's frilly pink aprons and nothing else. His bare arse stuck out from beneath the apron ties starkly. A few moments later Ianto's laughter turned to horror as he realized that Jack was actually cooking.

"You know it's not nice to laugh at the person who's making you breakfast," Jack said as he turned around.

"Sorry. I just didn't think pink and ruffles were your thing," Ianto shot back while trying to stifle another snicker.

Jack winked at him.

"There's a lot about me you don't know," he chuckled. "And stop worrying. I'm not going to burn your kitchen down!"

"You came close at the Hub," Ianto reminded him.

"I've had some practice since then," Jack said.

He shooed Ianto into sitting down at the table and set a plate in front of him.

"A full English. I'm impressed!" Ianto commented as he tucked in.

Jack kissed his cheek and went to get his own plate.

"Nice view!" Ianto called.

Jack just waggled his arse in response.

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