Ianto was half asleep when the knock woke him, but he didn't move as the door opened and he felt a weight settle on his bed. Great. The last person he really wanted to see, and to boot he was still in his underwear and his hair hadn't been attended in days. The only consolation was that he'd taken a few hot showers to help with his head, so at least he didn't smell bad....
He slowly pulled the blankets down, his hair popping out at off angles. Some of it was plastered to his head, the rest was shooting off in all directions, hinting at a curl if he let it grow longer and without management. He stared at Jack for a moment, then let out a sigh. "I've got a headache," he said, assuming what the other was there for. "And before you laugh, I actually do, so... not happening."