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These Lives We Lead (10/21)


Title: These Lives We Lead

Author: omfg_yaoi_squee / ello luv / Mimi

Fandom: Torchwood

Characters/Pairings: eventual Jack/Ianto, mention of one-sided Gwen/Jack, Gwen/Rhys, one-sided Tosh/Owen (perhaps more in later chapters), John Hart/OFC, past Ianto/Lisa, the Doctor (Ten)

Rating: NC-17

Summary: Jack Harkness is the most popular boy in year 13 – if not the entire school. When a new boy is transferred there, things start to get a little more complicated…

A/N: Thanks to my LJ betas

 eriinxx, aranellaurelote, and butterflycell. Thank you also to my artist draw_yourworld. You’ll be seeing stuff from her later ^__^


Previous Chapters:
Prologue: http://omfg-yaoi-squee.livejournal.com/87255.html
Chapter 1: http://omfg-yaoi-squee.livejournal.com/87931.html
Chapter 2: http://omfg-yaoi-squee.livejournal.com/91856.html
Chapter 3: http://omfg-yaoi-squee.livejournal.com/94392.html
Chapter 4: http://omfg-yaoi-squee.livejournal.com/97112.html
Chapter 5: http://omfg-yaoi-squee.livejournal.com/100351.html
Chapter 6: http://omfg-yaoi-squee.livejournal.com/103566.html

Chapter 7: http://omfg-yaoi-squee.livejournal.com/103756.html
Chapter 8: http://omfg-yaoi-squee.livejournal.com/103958.html


 

Chapter 9 – The Date

 

Jack had made reservations at a very posh French restaurant in the West End.

 

‘How can you afford this?’ Ianto asked, looking around in awe.

 

‘My family’s like John’s,’ Jack admitted, ‘I just don’t usually flaunt it the way he does.’

 

‘And so you asked out a pauper like me?’

 

Jack looked shocked. ‘Ianto. Don’t talk like that! How wealthy a person is doesn’t matter to me. Like the Beatles said, “money can’t buy me lo—”,’ Jack stopped, suddenly embarrassed.

 

‘Monsieur?’ Jack turned to the Matré D.

 

‘Um, reservation for two under Harkness.’ The man bowed and led them to a table in the corner of the dimly-lit restaurant.

 

‘I feel so underdressed,’ Ianto murmured to Jack, taking in the sight of all the tuxedos.

 

‘You look wonderful,’ the American assured him.

 

Jack continued to keep up his gentleman act, and even went so far as to pull Ianto’s chair out for him. Almost as soon as they were seated, a waiter appeared as if by magic.

 

‘Ah, Monsieur Harkness!’ the waiter said, French accent heavy.

 

‘Bonsoir, Jacques,’ Jack said smoothly, ‘Comment fais-tu?’** 

 

‘Bon, monsieur,’ the waiter replied, ‘Et vous-même?’

 

Magnifique, merci,’ Jack replied, sending Ianto a look.

 

‘Et qui est votre l’ami?’

 

‘Jacques, c’est Ianto.’

 

‘Ah,’ the waiter said knowingly, ‘Vous êtes le petit ami?’

 

‘J’espère ainsi,’ Jack replied wistfully, glancing once again at Ianto, who was steadily becoming more and more confused, ‘Il est mignon, non?’

 

 ‘Bonne chance à vous,’ the waiter answered with a smile, ‘Que voulez-vous manger ce soir?’

 

Jack turned to Ianto, ‘May I order for you?’

 

At Ianto’s slightly dazed nod, Jack spoke again to the waiter.

 

‘J’aurai le boudin blanc, et par Ianto, le pot au feu.’

 

‘Et pour le desert, monsieur?’

 

Jack thought for a moment.

 

‘Tartes aux fruites et profiterioules, s’il vous plait.’

 

‘Oui, monsieur.’

 

‘Oh, et Jacques. Peut-être vous pourriez nous apporter un peu de vin?’ Jack asked with a sly hopefulness.

 

The waiter chuckled deeply, ‘Bon essai, Jack. Je vous apporterai de l’eau.’

 

‘Merci.’

 

One the waiter had left; Jack turned his attention back to Ianto, who was gaping.

 

‘You know French?’ Ianto asked.

 

‘Oui.’

 

‘Wow, that’s um…’

 

‘Sexy?’ Jack supplied with a wolfish grin.

 

Ianto blushed. ‘Right.’

 

Jack chuckled and underneath the table, their knees pressed together.

*

 

Ianto let out a contented sigh as he placed his spoon into the empty bowl before him.

 

‘Enjoy it?’ Jack asked, dropping his fork onto his own empty dish.

 

‘Very much,’ Ianto replied, taking a sip of water.

 

‘I hope you left room for dessert.’

 

Ianto let out a playful groan. ‘Please no more! I beg you! Do you want me to explode?’

 

Jack laughed. Their waiter, Jacques, approached and placed a small plate on the table, clearing away the empty dishes. Jack immediately grabbed one of the fruit tarts and took a bite, closing his eyes blissfully. Ianto laughed.

 

‘Care to give me a taste, Mr. Harkness?’ the Welsh boy said flirtatiously.

 

Jack’s eyes snapped open and he fixed Ianto with another wolfish grin.

 

‘You’ll have to come closer, I’m afraid my arms don’t reach that far,’ the American said slyly.

 

‘I don’t suppose you could assist me in closing the distance?’ Ianto replied.

 

The two leaned forward and Jack brought the remaining bit of fruit tart to Ianto’s lips. The Welsh boy took the pastry with his teeth, accidentally-on purpose nipping Jack’s fingers.

 

‘Mmm,’ Ianto hummed contentedly.

 

‘You like?’ Jack asked, placing his arm on the table and fixing Ianto with a gaze that implied that he was talking about more than just the pastry.

 

Ianto caught his eyes with a similar gaze. ‘Very much.’

 

With careful, yet deliberate, movements, Ianto rested his hand atop Jack’s.

 

**The French translates as follows. It’s with an online translator, so please excuse any mistakes. (and my beta, which I admit probably hasn’t helped!)

 

Jack: Good evening, Jaques. How are you?

Jacques: Good, sir, and you?

Jack: Fabulous, thank you.

Jacques: And who is you friend?

Jack: Jacques, this is Ianto.

Jacques: Ah, he is your boyfriend?

Jack: I hope he will be. He’s cute, no?

Jacques: I wish you luck. What can I get for you this evening?

 

Jack: For me, I think, the boudin blanc (info here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Boudin_blanc) and for Ianto the pot au feu (info here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pot_au_feu)

Jacques: And for dessert, sir?

Jack: Fruit tarts and profiteroles (info here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Profiteroles), please. 

Jacques: Yes, sir.

Jack: Oh, and Jacques, perhaps you could bring us a little wine?

Jacques: Nice try, young man. I’ll bring you water.

Jack: Thank you.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



Chapter 10: http://omfg-yaoi-squee.livejournal.com/104595.html
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