Jack - Play, then Work

[logan_echolls]

He was never going to get used to this. It wasn't as if they spent all their time together, this was still new after all, but they spent enough time that waking up in Jack's fucking hobbit hole happened more than Logan liked.

"You need a real bed. And a real bedroom. ...And sheets that don't date back to World War One," he complained, rubbing his face as he sat up and turned on the light.

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[logan_echolls]

"...I don't have a dog," Logan replied, looking confused and not realizing he was showing that while some of his memory was there, not all of it was. It had been edited and tweaked to fit into this newer timeline.

"Maybe we should get you laid down."

[im_torchwood]

"No, I want to go to the hub. I want to hook you up to some sensors and see if we can figure out what that flash was," he said. One theory blown out of the water...but if it were temporal he'd be able to tell.

"Put on some pants. Trip to France is cancelled."

[logan_echolls]

"But I'd already picked out a stripy top and my favorite beret," Logan quipped, shrugging and pulling his pants on- Then frowning when he found them too big. Sweatpants it was then.

[im_torchwood]

Jack had a reason to move it now and he was dressed in minutes, his hair still wet.

"This is huge," he said. "How do you feel?"

He wasn't looking at Logan, though. He was looking at his strap while he scanned the younger, now much younger, man.

[logan_echolls]

"I feel fine, you're the one being weird," Logan scowled, swatting at Jack's strap. "Stop scanning me. I don't want cancer from all your future alien crap."

[im_torchwood]

"You won't get cancer," he said, but stopped. But only so he could reach out and touch Logan's face.

"You're so young..."

[logan_echolls]

"Yeah, well, you're old," Logan huffed- Though he leaned into the touch.

[im_torchwood]

"It's not a lie," he replied. He cradled Logan's face then. Much closer to the face he was familiar with.

"You should go look at yourself," he suggested.

[logan_echolls]

"Don't want to," Logan murmured, leaning in and kissing Jack soundly- A real kiss. Besides, he'd already looked at himself, the fact that he was younger didn't seem to trouble him, as though it was how he expected to look. All his memories had been altered, including memories of how much time had passed.

"Why do we have to work? Let's just go to bed," he complained.

[im_torchwood]

"Logan, this is imp-" he started, but then Logan was kissing him. Kissing him like that. Jack could only make a small sound of approval in his throat as he kissed him back.

[logan_echolls]

"What?" Logan asked between kisses, flashing that old cocky grin. "It's what, Jack? Important? More important than this?"

[im_torchwood]

"...No," he groaned. He had held himself back, trying to give Logan time and space. But with the crush of his kiss Jack couldn't think of a single reason to restrain himself anymore.

[logan_echolls]

Looking pleased, Logan grabbed the front of Jack's shirt and started to pull him towards the bedroom.

"Say you need me. It feels like it's been forever since you told me you need me," he grinned.

[im_torchwood]

"Jesus Christ, I need you so much," he groaned between snatches of hungry kisses. This was wrong. It was way too fast...and they should really do a scan...

"Fuck...I need you," he promised.

[logan_echolls]

"Damn right you do," Logan said, pushing Jack back onto the bed and practically pouncing on him.

He was grinning, but that smile faded a little after a moment. It really did feel like it had been forever- But why? Again, his mind tried to make sense of it all, but some memories just couldn't be woven into the narrative.

"I wasn't here," he said. "I was home, with Linus, and then- I wasn't here, I wasn't in London. ...It's like two lives are happening at once- Is this more island bullshit? Or is it- Is it this new thing? This mist... This- Fuck..."

He trailed off, rubbing his face before flopping onto the bed beside Jack and curling up against him. "I feel like we're way overdue a normal life."

[im_torchwood]

"Shh, shh," he hushed, rolling to face Logan and hold him.

"We'll figure it out," he promised.

[logan_echolls]

"I do really hate your place," Logan said curling up closer.

[im_torchwood]

"I know you do," he said, think back to his first shitty little shack on the island and how much Logan had hated it too. At least that was something constant.

[logan_echolls]

"You rich in this timeline at least? Gonna get us a penthouse?" Logan quipped, resting his head on Jack's chest, his hand roaming over the other man's stomach.

[im_torchwood]

"I've got some money," he replied, downplaying it a lot. He'd had his finger on the pulse, investing in companies like IBM, Disney, and Apple. Plus he got a good wage with Torchwood. All that coupled with the fact he didn't buy much beyond clothes and food meant he was flush.

[logan_echolls]

Logan sighed, his hand slipping under Jack's shirt as though it simply belonged there.

"I guess money doesn't mean much when we don't know when or where we'll be a month from now," he said quietly.

[im_torchwood]

"Yeah, but it'll keep us comfortable for now," he said.

He'd been so focused on whether or not Logan would recall that he hadn't thought about what after. Marriage, dogs, and babies? A lifetime with Torchwood? Or would Logan prove to be right and this would all vanish.

None of it heartened him.

[logan_echolls]

"I don't care as long as we're together," Logan admitted. "Broke or rich, I'm all in. ...That should have been my vows," he quipped, looking at Jack.

[im_torchwood]

Jack rolled closer and caught Logan's lips in another kiss.

"We can always get married again," he suggested. "Take another crack at those vows."

[logan_echolls]

"I don't need paper to prove this is real," Logan said quietly, his gaze curious as he studied Jack between kisses.

"You found me, didn't you?" he said softly. "I don't know where I was, but- You found me."