"Well, of course I'm shagging him," Jack said, rolling his eyes skyward. "I think it'd be more unusual if I wasn't shagging him and we merely met once a week for tea and crumpets." Saying Jack was in a purely platonic relationship was... well, impossible. He still snuck kisses with Rose when he could.
Jack shook his head. "See a waistline in a waistcoat and you'll agree with me." He said nothing about whether or not Ianto knew. Because he did, and that was all that mattered in the end, wasn't it? "Does he know he looks good in a suit? Yes. He's called me on sexual harassment on more than one occasion."