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donutsweeper) wrote2007-10-29 12:43 pm
donutsweeper) wrote2007-10-29 12:43 pm
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What Are You Wearing?
Title: What Are You Wearing?
Pairing/Rating/Warning: none, rated G
Word Count: 100
Summary: Sometimes, it's better not to ask....
Author's Note: Written for the "Costumes" challenge at![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
tw100
Pairing/Rating/Warning: none, rated G
Word Count: 100
Summary: Sometimes, it's better not to ask....
Author's Note: Written for the "Costumes" challenge at
tw100The trousers hung loosely; held up by the army green braces partially covered by a waistcoat. The top button of the light blue shirt was undone, allowing a crisp white tee shirt to peek through.
“Ianto?”
“Yes, Owen?”
“What the hell are you wearing?”
“I’m dressing up like Jack for Halloween, even borrowing his greatcoat.”
“He loves that coat, never lets anyone touch it.”
“Well, he did say something about being the only one allowed to get me into and out of these clothes....”
Owen held up a hand. “No! Don’t tell me! I don’t want to hear about it!”
“Ianto?”
“Yes, Owen?”
“What the hell are you wearing?”
“I’m dressing up like Jack for Halloween, even borrowing his greatcoat.”
“He loves that coat, never lets anyone touch it.”
“Well, he did say something about being the only one allowed to get me into and out of these clothes....”
Owen held up a hand. “No! Don’t tell me! I don’t want to hear about it!”