Apparently I’m in a mood, so I wrote some angsty Jack/Nine. It’s smut, but yeah, angsty smut.

Hands Entwined

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“Why don’t I get some of that?”

“Buy me a drink first.”

**

The Doctor looked up, scowling slightly as Jack Harkness set a drink in front of him.

“What’s this?”

“Not sure. I think maybe the local equivalent of a banana daiquiri.” Jack slid into the seat across from him, watching the Doctor eye the drink warily.

Jack gave him a smile. “I didn’t spike it or anything, if that’s what you’re worried about.” He was a bit a nervous, and no doubt the Doctor was picking up on that. But it wasn’t every day that he tried to seduce a Timelord.

The Doctor sighed and sipped the drink. “I know what you’re on about, Jack. Rose…”

“Is perfectly okay with this,” Jack cut him off. “Said she was going to do a bit of shopping, maybe a pedicure, meet us back at the Tardis. If she needs anything she’ll call.”

“You talked to her, about this?”

“Hey, you told her I’m a fifty-first century guy. We get along quite well while you’re off puttering in some dark corner pretending you don’t look at her with anything other than friendship. She knows how you feel, even if you won’t act on it. In fact, she encouraged me to do this. Or maybe just told me it was my funeral. Can’t quite remember, now.”

Leaning across the table, the Doctor’s eyes turned dark. “You know nothing about how I feel.”

Jack leaned forward, meeting his gaze, smile never leaving his face. “I know what it’s like to want someone, Doc. You keep me at arm’s length too. So this doesn’t have to mean anything else.”

“It wouldn’t mean anything at all.”

Jack’s heart skipped. But if that was all he’d get, he’d take it. He silently cursed himself. Of course he had to fall in love with the impossible ones. He leaned back again, crossing his arms. “We don’t even have to go back to the Tardis.”

The Doctor muttered something about stupid apes as he fiddled with the straw in his drink. Jack started wishing he’d bought himself one. “Fine,” he said at last. “But we’ll go to the Tardis.”

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