Ianto was already regretting taking Jack and their two-year-old daughter shopping with him.
“Put that back where you got it,” he said sternly, earning a pout and beseeching, wide blue eyes. He was unmoved. “That doesn’t work on me. Put it back, you know what you get if you don’t do as you’re told.” The giant bag of chocolates was reluctantly returned to the shelf. “You eat far too many sweets anyway. We’ll get some fresh fruit.”
“Don’t want fruit.”
Ianto looked at his daughter.
“Can’t take your daddy anywhere, can we?”
Meriel shook her head.
A/N: ladymadariaga asked for Ianto suffering a childish Jack. Hope you like it!