Who: Jack Harkness and Ianto Jones Where: Ianto and Jack's new house When: Week 2, Sunday Why: Unpacking must be done eventually along with discussions of their coffee shop Warning: possible mentions of slavery, more than likely sex, Jack Harkness, TBD What should have just taken most of the morning had taken nearly all day and they still weren't even close to done yet. Boxes still littered the living room and furniture was out of place. In total, Ianto was pretty sure that they had only gotten through four of the said boxes. Jack would discover was he would compare to some great lost treasure and go off on some tale as to the trinkets origin. The Welshman didn't mind as much as he let on, secretly loving when the vampire pulled out something as simple as a picture frame, eyes lighting up with excitement.
Pulling open a new box, the man sat there and started looking through the items, trying to decide where he wanted everything to go. His suit jacket had been shrugged off a while ago, leaving him in a soft lavender dress shirt with the sleeves slightly rolled and a dark grey vest. It didn't matter that it was just the two of them, Ianto still liked to look his best. While he wouldn't ever admit it, part of it, deep down in his subconscious, was worried something would happen and he would be without clothes once again. Just like before.
"Have you decided what we're going to turn all these rooms into?" Ianto asked as he unpacked. Even though jack had left the room a little while ago, the man didn't raise his voice. He knew the vampire would hear him jus fine in her normal octave. "I figure a few can be guest rooms at least. But I have no idea about the others."