Author's Notes:
Written for Challenge 425: Cook at tw100.

Summary: Sometimes, the easy option is best.

Jack flopped wearily onto the sofa beside Ianto, glad to be off his feet after chasing around Cardiff all day, rounding up a horde of fuzzy, tennis ball sized aliens.

“Long day,” he groaned.

Ianto cracked open one eye. “Has it only been a day? Feels like longer.”

“I know what you mean. Seems like this morning was about a month ago. I’m not even sure what day it is.”

“Wednesday.” Ianto smirked slightly. “I know everything.”

“Right. So whose turn is it to cook dinner?”

They looked at each other for a long moment.

“Takeaway curry?” Ianto suggested.


The End