Ianto was having one of those days; nothing was going right, so at lunchtime he left the others to fend for themselves, slipping away to shamelessly indulge in his comfort foods of choice.
His favourite chippie was crowded, but he didn’t mind. Joining the queue, he waited patiently, ordering chicken and mushroom pie with extra chips when he reached the counter. Food in hand, he headed to the park to eat.
Halfway through his meal, Jack showed up.
“Thought I’d find you here.”
“What d’you want, Jack?”
“I brought dessert to make up for this morning.”
Ianto smiled. “Apology accepted.”