Author's Notes:
For red_day_dawning’s prompt ‘Honey’.

Summary: Jack and Ianto have a slight misunderstanding over breakfast.

Jack sat at Ianto’s kitchen table, reading the paper over breakfast.


“Yes, honey?” he looked up to see Ianto offering the sugar for his cereal. “Oh, sorry, I thought we were trying out endearments. Thank you,” he added, taking the sugar and sprinkling some on his cornflakes.

“Endearments? Not that I’m aware of. And even if we were, I wouldn’t call you ‘Sugar’.”

“Why not? Aren’t I sweet enough?” Jack batted his eyelashes.

Ianto snorted.

“Only when you want something.”

“So what would you call me?”

“A pain in the arse?”

Ianto kissed Jack’s pout away.

“You’re my Captain.”

The End