Thing I forgot to put in the previous chapter: in the first chapter, I mentioned Jack being taller than Ianto. I wanted Ianto to grow a few centimeters during the year when they didn't talk to each other, because it added a change in him, but I totally forgot to write it. So, now they're about the same height, just like they are in the show. That's in case in the future I mention they're the same height, that's normal :p

Thank you for your comments, I'm having fun with this story, and I'm glad some of you enjoy it as well. And again, thanks to mika-pirkaf (tumblr) for her ideas and help.

Ianto groaned as his arms started to hurt but he didn't let go just yet, moving slightly and... yes! He dropped – without damaging – the couch back on its rightful place and looked around, satisfied. He'd come home from a long day, frustrated and tired, and he had decided to clean the entire flat. Not that it was dirty, but it had been a long time since he had last moved all his furniture around to clean really properly everywhere. He was rather happy of the results.

Just as he was about to throw himself on the comfortable couch, there was a knock on his door and he sighed, slowly walking to it.

"Hi! I'm Jack, I just moved in the flat across the hall, and I thought we could watch a movie together because my couch is still stuck with my bed on the road, and they said I would have it by tomorrow?"

Ianto rolled his eyes, but he was chuckling. He had almost forgotten about Jack as he was cleaning rigorously.

"Ah, but my mum taught me never to invite strangers over," he playfully answered.

"I have beers...?"

"What are you waiting for, then?"

They both smiled, sinking on the couch not long after and turning on the TV, mainly to have a background sound because they talked most of the time.

After the accident of Ianto... well, literally burning Jack, they hadn't seen or talked to each other until Ianto had visited John at College, but he had had to wait for him. Jack, being his room-mate, had stayed with him and, after working on an assignment, he had turned to Ianto and talked with him. After that, they had talked to each other more and more, without them having to meet because of John, but grabbing a coffee or watching a movie occasionally. They had become great friends, even more so when Ianto and Rose had naturally drifted apart as they made different choices in their studies. Ianto went to College, then dropped out to follow a barista training but he wasn't even sure what Rose had settled for, in the end – he knew she had changed a couple of times. Jack didn't have many friends either, and he seemed to enjoy Ianto's presence, so they had kept talking, until Jack had finished his studies and found himself a bit lost about what he could do or where he could work. When Ianto had told him his neighbour was moving out, he had decided to rent the flat across Ianto's.

Ianto truly appreciated the fact that he'd be living so close now. He felt a bit lonely in his life, his colleagues were just colleagues, and John and River were nice, but they were living together and doing more and more things just the two of them. He understood, but it had left him – and Jack, apparently – rather lonely. So they were becoming closer friends everyday, always enjoying the other's company. Silences weren't awkward, they trusted each other, they were growing more and more comfortable – putting feet on the other's lap, half lying on each other...

Sometimes, when they were out with John and River, people thought they were on double dates. Ianto had actually given it a thought, more than once. He wasn't sure his feelings towards Jack were entirely platonic, but they weren't romantic enough for him to risk ruining their friendship. If his crush had disappeared for a long time, since they saw each other regularly, Ianto wondered. Not that he would act upon it, but maybe it was there, sometimes completely hidden if Ianto pretended it was only strong friendship.

"Do you think I should find a room-mate?" Ianto asked suddenly, frowning. Better talk than think about Jack that way.

He had seriously been thinking about his job and how he could save some money and the idea had floated over his head ever since Jack had been looking for something to do and a place to live. He had considered offering him to be his room-mate, but he wasn't sure he wanted to be room-mate with someone he already knew well. He didn't want it to jeopardize their friendship if he eventually didn't like having someone else living with him. And it was a good way to meet someone new, too.

"What?"

"Well, you know, to help with the rent..."

"Do you need money? I can lend you money," Jack said casually, his eyes glued to the television.

Ianto rolled his eyes, nudging him with his foot. "I don't need money, mister 'oh I'm making thousands an hour.'"

Jack laughed, then sent his most innocent grin. "Doesn't waiter pay much?"

"Haha very funny. I'm not a waiter."

"You make and serve coffee, Ianto. I don't know what else the waiters you know do..."

"One day, I'll give you decaf without any warning..." Ianto said slowly.

Jack gasped, his hand on his heart. "Not decaf!" They both chuckled, but Jack eventually straightened a bit, putting his hand on Ianto's leg. "You sure you want a room-mate? That's pretty... well, you're gonna be living with someone else."

"I know," Ianto sighed. "But I used to live with my grandma here. Now that she left the place, it's a bit empty, and I could use the extra bucks each month..."

"I see..."

"That way, I can buy you more gifts!"

"You have got to take a room-mate!" Jack instantly exclaimed. "Seriously though, why not? I guess it'd be a good experience for you. And I'd love to help you pick one! As soon as I receive my bed, of course."

"You could take one too!"

"Nah, I'm fine on my own."

"On your own but sleeping in my guest room?"

"I didn't block the road or told them to forget my bed and have to go back," Jack mumbled, still angry that they had delayed his settling.

Ianto smiled, and they quietly went back to watching TV, both starting to get tired. When Ianto started to doze off, he stood to go to sleep and Jack followed, going into the second room after thanking him for letting him crash.