Cookie Jar

[enchantedvoice]

LJ is really pissing me off with all the fonts... *smacks computer*

TITLE: Cookie Jar
RATING: free for all! :P
SUMMARY: I was given three words in a random word generator - hypocrite, cookie jar, sweet
DISCLAIMER: Me no own Torchwood. Got it?

Ianto slapped Jack’s hand away from the jar, busying himself with the coffee machine with the other hand.

'No snacks before supper, Jack,' he reminded. 'Can’t you wait half an hour?'

Jack pouted. 'But I’m hungry.'

'You’ll survive. Go away and stop pestering me.'

'I do not pester!'

'You do.'

'Don’t.'

'Do.'

'But you like it, surely?' Jack grinned his trademark Harkness grin and reached for the jar again.

Ianto slapped his hand away again.

'Just one?' Jack pleaded, pulling a sad face.

'No.'

'Spoilsport.'

'Go!' Ianto pointed to the door of the kitchen.

Jack pouted.

'Now.'

Jack slunk away.

Ianto checked he had gone, before turning back to the coffee machine.

That cookie jar was looking very tempting.

Ianto forced his eyes away.

His stomach rumbled.

That cookie jar...

His stomach rumbled again.

Ianto ripped his eyes from the jar.

But his hand crept out and snatched a cookie. Surely one wouldn’t hurt?

He bit into it with a sigh. Chocolate chip. His favourite.

'Yan,' Jack yelled from the sitting room. 'You hypocrite!'

Ianto froze. 'What?' he said indistinctly through a mouthful.

'The door’s still open.'

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