A/N:Yet another one-shot. But whatever, I just wanted to work on my dialogue.
Beware, the story is really random, and I wrote it at one in the morning, right before I fell asleep.

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Disclaimer: Torchwood belongs to Russel T. Davies, not me. :(

A Holiday Treat

"No, Jack."

"Aww, why not?"

"The others could come back at any minute and walk in on us!"

"But Ianto, that's what makes it so much fun!"

"Do you really want to risk ruining their Holidays?"

"Don't be so melodramatic! Even if they see, their holidays won't be ruined..."



"No, Jack, I mean it."

"Come on, Yan, you know it'll be fun!"


"Don't give me that look!"

"What look?"

"The look that practically screams your disapproval."


"Fine, if you're going to be that way, I'll just start without you, even though it's much less fun all by myself."


"You sure you don't want to help me out, here?"

"Half an hour?"


"... You know I'm only doing this because you'd probably burn down the Hub if I weren't here to take the cookies out of the oven for you, right?"

"Say whatever you want, Ianto. I know you just think I'm sexy when I cook."