They’d overslept because the alarm hadn’t gone off, which had started their day badly. Now they were racing around, bumping into each other, trying to get ready for work in a hurry.
“Ianto, I can’t find my braces!”
“I think you tossed them over the TV last night.”
“Got ‘em, thanks. Have you seen my phone?”
“Try under the sofa, something fell on the floor when we were… busy.”
Jack scrabbled about beneath the furniture, arse in the air. Ianto watched, smirking.
“Nice view from here!”
Emerging, clutching his phone, Jack grinned.
“Well, I did win rear of the year!”