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Who: Ianto and YOU
What: Coffee. Americano. Espresso. Cafe Latte. Need I go on?
Where: Queequeg's
When: during a slow hour
Notes:
Warnings: Once your character tastes Ianto's coffee, they will be ruined for all other coffee forever.

Ianto let out a breath. The morning rush was finally over, the manager was beaming, and the supply of ground coffee had dwindled as the mess behind the counter had grown. Day after day, the lines out the door had been getting progressively longer as word of Ianto's coffee spread, and Ianto was now fairly certain people were going well out of their way for it. He'd spotted some customers he was sure weren't even residents of Mog Hill. If he ever wanted to take over Baedal, he figured he could successfully pull a Starbucks.

While it was flattering almost to the point of embarrassment, it was also irritating since it dirtied up his kitchen (yes, his kitchen), and dealing with demanding customers wasn't his favorite way to spend a morning. Thankfully, his co-workers were taking out the trash and cleaning the counters, leaving Ianto free to grind more of his special blends in preparation for the next rush.

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Jack smiled into the kiss, moving to rest his hands on Ianto's shoulders. "I knew you'd never let me live it down if I found the place but then let someone else buy it before I could show it to you. So I put a little money down on it. It was worth it, right? I mean...you do like it." Right?

"I don't know if it's exactly what you imagined when we talked about this, but. It has a kitchen. And our own bathroom. More than one, even." I do listen, his tone seemed to say.

"It's better than I imagined," he reassured, instantly forgiving any financial assumptions Jack might have made. It had been a good call. A very good call.

"Come on, show me the rest. Especially those bathrooms. We have to decide which one is best for the spa tub." No harm in doing a little planning. They could work the necessary (and not so necessary) improvements into their budget.

Jack took Ianto on a little tour of the place, not really being the best guide but happily enthusiastic about it all nonetheless. The kitchen, which was nice and spacious, with a center island. Upstairs, to a large bathroom that was already pretty nice but missing a spa tub. "This one's probably the best fit for a bigger tub," he said, with a grin. "I mean, theoretically we could both fit in this one here, but. Well. It'd be a tighter squeeze," he said, with a mischievous smile. "A spa tub would certainly give us more room for more options, that's for sure."

Ianto smirked, leaning against the door frame. "Options are good. Very inspiring. You never know what new, creative things someone might come up with, given enough options..." Not that he had any in mind. Well, maybe a couple. A few. Alright, so he was compiling a mental list, so sue him. He'd never had a spa tub before. Or a kitchen with an island. His eyes glazed a little as he considered the possibilities.

And there were a great many possibilities. "Just wait until we buy ourselves a decent bed, too," Jack said, with a wink. Never mind that this was a duplex, and he'd probably furnish the other side up a little more military standard, the way he's used to. It'd be fun to have the option to have to squeeze there as well. A whole house to explore and do with as they so desired; nearly two to do with as they chose. The sky was the limit, as far as he was concerned. "I think we'll have more options than you could stand to even consider."

"So. What d'you say?" he asked, turning to the other man from where he stood in the middle of the bathroom. "I can't have them hold it forever, after all. We need to make a decision one way or the other..." Although Jack was so hoping that Ianto would say yes.

Yes, a decent bed. Nice and big, with crisp, quality sheets for them to muss up. And sturdy bedposts. There were a lot of options Ianto could stand to consider.

"I say yes. We'll never find better than this, not by a long shot. We should put in an offer right away." It'll be the biggest house he's ever lived in, and he'll be living in it with Jack. They can remodel to their heart's content, have Tosh over for dinner or drinks, spend quiet nights together. If either of them needs some alone time, neither of them will need to leave the house. It's perfect, and though they're stuck in a strange world away from all he knows, Ianto can't recall ever being happier.

Jack smiled, big and wide and all white teeth and impossible charm, because Ianto had said yes, Ianto had said yes and they were getting a house together. "Perfect," he said, grinning. "I'll give them a call tomorrow then. Bank hours are weird, they've probably closed by now, but tomorrow." He glanced around, spreading his hands wide. "We have enough money to start the payments... So tomorrow, this place'll be ours." He smiled wide. "What d'you think of that, then, huh? No more inn, no more sharing with strangers. Our very own house in Flyside."

Ianto couldn't help but laugh happily in response to that wide grin. "We don't have to worry about sharing the bathroom. We can walk around naked. I have room in the kitchen to get a real coffee machine." Not that he believed that would stop Jack from visiting him at the coffee shop when he had the opportunity. Really, he didn't mind.

"We should start packing tonight. If we make it to the bank early enough, we can have keys in hand by evening and we can sleep here tomorrow."