Jack wasn’t happy; he’d lost his favourite red braces.
He searched through his wardrobe and chest of drawers, dug in the laundry basket and checked the washing machine. He even pulled his cot away from the wall and found two pens, half a tube of lube, a comb, a handful of loose change, and five cufflinks, three of his and two of Ianto’s. But despite upending everything, there were no red braces.
When Ianto arrived an hour later, he was carrying something.
“You found my braces!”
“Not ‘found’,” Ianto disagreed. “They weren’t lost. You left them tied to my headboard.”