Title: Things Are Not Always What They Seem
Rating: T+ for some nudity
Notes: written for comment_fic prompt at LJ. Details are at the bottom
Jack closed his eyes as soon as he walked into his office, not expecting to see the image before him. He might have thought about once on her first day or a second time during firearms training, but it had not crossed his mind in years.
"What the hell, Gwen?" Jack put his hands over his eyes just in case the male instincts took over and he dared to take another look. He did not want the see the naked woman as she ran her hands over her pale skin in front of the mirror. The immortal definitely did not want to think of the Welshwoman examining breasts as if they were a new toy to play with.
What Jack heard next was unexpected to say the least. "Sorry, sir. Won't happen again," there was the distinct male Welsh voice that was like music to his ears.
"What?" Jack opened his eyes in time to see a bare backside he was used to seeing. Either he had too much to drink or Ianto was keeping secrets again. The Captain convinced himself it was the later because it would take way too much drink to cause that kind of hallucination.
When Jack finally regained his senses which took much longer than expected and caught up with Ianto, he had retreated to the visitor's centre and was assisting an elderly couple. "What was that?" he hissed into Ianto's ear.
"Excuse me," Ianto said to the couple, trying to remain calm as possible. "My boss is a little impatient."
He stepped several feet from the geriatric duo, "It seems like Owen's so-called singularity scalpel does more than he first thought." Ianto returned to the couple, leaving Jack to fill in the blanks on his own. If he didn't get it, Ianto would be glad to show Jack later his ability to shape shift.
Ianto felt Jack's eyes burning a hole in the back of his head and turned to see what he wanted. With the slight tilt to his lover's head, Ianto knew he was asking Why Gwen? As a response Ianto cupped his hands in front of his chest, making the motion of breasts.
Jack shrugged his shoulders, understanding what Ianto was saying but the reason was lost on him.
"It's been a while," Jack missed the sly grin on Ianto's face as he finished helping the couple.
End a/n: The prompt was if Ianto was a shape shifter.