A/N: Hi. This is just a little fic that belongs in the same AU as my story 'Gareth'. Thanks to my friends Grace who helped write this.

Btw, Gareth is about 18.

Word Count: 500

Homecoming

"How long are you staying for this time?" Paul asked as he followed Gareth up the drive, their feet crunching on the gravel.

"I've got three weeks. Three weeks off listening to Professor Herman lecturing on how to correctly take someone's blood pressure," Gareth said, pulling out a door key and fitting it into the lock.

Years of practice at sneaking in after a late night parties meant the lock didn't even click and the door didn't creak.

"Are you sure it's okay? Me staying the night? Your dads won't mind?"

"Look, they won't even be up. They're either at work or they're asleep."

"But-"

"Calm down. What's the worst that could happen? They think we're shagging?"

"You wish."

Gareth laughed in reply.

"Come on. I'm starving. There'll be leftovers in the fridge. Tad's chili is to die for."

Gareth led the way down the hall to the door at the end.

"Funny. The light's on. Tad's always really obsessed with energy saving."

Paul shrugged in reply. Gareth pushed the door open before falling back with a gasp of horror.

"Mate? What's wrong?"

Paul stepped forward to peer over Gareth's shoulder into the kitchen. The two figures lying on top of the kitchen table had frozen. The one on top's stationary lips were hovering a centimetre above the others left nipple whilst the smaller of the two had his fingers buried in the first's short hair and was breathing raggedly.

"Oh God!" Ianto said, pushing Jack off him before snatching his trousers from the floor and pulling them on.

Jack was less concerned. He grabbing his boxers and tugging them up, all the while smiling at the two shell shocked boys.

"Hey Sport. Didn't expect you home. You should have rung; we could have got some aubergines in. I know how you love your mussaka."

"I…" Gareth was almost lost for words, staring at his fathers "I… I'll help Tad with the shopping tomorrow."

Ianto smiled apologetically.

"Hi Paul," he said "you staying the night?"

"I was…" Paul said uncertainly, glancing at Gareth.

"He is," Gareth said firmly, closing a hand round his friend's wrist "we'll try not to be too loud."

He pulled the still slighted shocked Paul from the room. As soon as they were out of the room Gareth started laughing. Paul joined in a moment later and by the time they were in Gareth's room they could barely breathe. It was only when Paul grabbed him by the shoulders and slammed Gareth against the wall that they stopped laughing.

"Still up for that shag?"

Gareth didn't reply. Instead he reached out and pulled the slightly taller boy into a bruising kiss. Gareth didn't speak until they were both stripped down to their boxers.

"What brought this on?" he breathed against Paul's lips.

"Your dads are hot!" Paul replied, pecking Gareth on the cheek before pulling him over to the bed.

Gareth opened his mouth to call him pervert but was cut off by another brutal kiss.

OOOOOO

A/N: Done! Hope you liked it. Review?