Jack patted Ianto on the back. "I'm going to borrow your cellphone and call Gwen," Jack said, stepping away from the two of them to go to Ianto's night table and grab his cell from where he knew Ianto always kept it. "It'll only take a minute, I think we'll be okay for that long apart, alright?" He shot Ianto a quick smile, and then stepped out of the room to make the call.
Ianto visibly slumped. He felt bad for asking, but. "Jack," he called out. Jack popped back in the room for a second, the phone flipped open, looking like he was about to make the call. "Can...can you. Not tell Gwen exactly what's going on?" he asked, the look in his eyes pleading. "I. I already have enough to live down with her as it is. I'd...prefer not to add to the list." Jack made a face, indicating he was definitely curious as to what Ianto exactly meant, but didn't ask questions, just popping out of the room instead.
Ianto breathed. "Right. Yes..." He thought for a second. "Clothes. I need clothes. Or well. Trousers at least. I'm...here, this way," he said, leading Sulu to his closet, so that he wasn't just dragging him along. "I... I suppose that suit trousers are a bit strange to wear when you're not going to be wearing a shirt, then," he said, sighing as he looked in at the rest of his clothes, ignoring the fact that he had off-handedly mentioned that conversation that Gwen had read between Sulu and himself, and the fact that the jeans Sulu had picked out for him were there, hanging in the midst of the rest of his jeans.
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Ianto visibly slumped. He felt bad for asking, but. "Jack," he called out. Jack popped back in the room for a second, the phone flipped open, looking like he was about to make the call. "Can...can you. Not tell Gwen exactly what's going on?" he asked, the look in his eyes pleading. "I. I already have enough to live down with her as it is. I'd...prefer not to add to the list." Jack made a face, indicating he was definitely curious as to what Ianto exactly meant, but didn't ask questions, just popping out of the room instead.
Ianto breathed. "Right. Yes..." He thought for a second. "Clothes. I need clothes. Or well. Trousers at least. I'm...here, this way," he said, leading Sulu to his closet, so that he wasn't just dragging him along. "I... I suppose that suit trousers are a bit strange to wear when you're not going to be wearing a shirt, then," he said, sighing as he looked in at the rest of his clothes, ignoring the fact that he had off-handedly mentioned that conversation that Gwen had read between Sulu and himself, and the fact that the jeans Sulu had picked out for him were there, hanging in the midst of the rest of his jeans.