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]

Logan nodded, flipping through listings, but soon got distracted by the news. Nothing about the mist. Nothing that stood out as odd.

Boring.

[im_torchwood]

On his way back he grabbed a cold bottle of water.

"Anything?" Jack asked, cracking the cap.

[logan_echolls]

"No. Uh, no places either," Logan added. "I guess there's mine, but it's small."

[im_torchwood]

"I can't call you a liar," he said, nodding his head. "I think if we're going to have a place we need somewhere with some room. You, uh, want to go look today? I checked the systems remotely and there's nothing coming down the line. Everything painfully normal," he said. "We could take the day off."

[logan_echolls]

"That's so painfully normal," Logan smiled. "I-"

His smile faltered. It was normal, and it was happening so fast... Fuck.

"Fuck open houses, let's go for a drive," he suggested. "There was that signal we tracked all the way to France two weeks ago. Let's follow up on it in person."

[im_torchwood]

Jack scratched his fingers in his hair, considered it, then decided he liked the idea of checking up on things much better than comparing paint chips and plumbing fixtures.

"Probably a good idea. Let me take a shower and things and we can go."

[logan_echolls]

"Yeah, okay- Actually I could use a shower too," he admitted, moving to join him.

There was still always a faint hint of hesitation or guilt, but Logan leaned in slightly and gave Jack a light kiss on the lips.

[im_torchwood]

Every time, every single time, Jack absolutely melted when Logan's lips so much as brushed his. And it never really lasted, so he treasured every one.

"You want me to wash your back?" he offered flirtatiously, expecting nothing to come of it.

[logan_echolls]

Logan was silent for a beat, then nodded.

"Okay," he said after a moment.

[im_torchwood]

He was a little shocked, but deeply pleased. He abandoned his water bottle on the vanity counter so he could undress.

[logan_echolls]

Logan watched, admiring Jack for a moment then peeling his own shirt off.

They'ed been sharing space, were talking about moving into a new one- It seemed stupid to keep the walls up any longer. This was strange, but it didn't feel wrong. It felt natural.

[im_torchwood]

Jack was shamelessly naked as he got into the shower and turned on the water. It took a moment to e warm, then he moved out of the way to let Logan in.

"I'll turn it up if it's too cold," he said.

[logan_echolls]

"It's fine," Logan said getting in and letting the water rush over him. He'd had so many bad showers abroad that his standards were pretty low, but...

"Big walk-in shower. That's something the next place needs," he said.

[im_torchwood]

"I'm on board with that," Jack nodded. He scooped some water to splash on his face, then wiped it away. "You want a tub too? Something to soak in?"

[logan_echolls]

"Less worried about that. But sure," Logan smiled, turning to face Jack.

[im_torchwood]

The shower they were in was nice, but tight for two. It had Jack against Logan when he turned.

Jack smiled and rested his hand on his hip.

"You look good wet," he said.

[logan_echolls]

"You too," Logan said, pressing a little closer and leaning in to kiss the other man again.

[im_torchwood]

He was more than happy to kiss Logan, tasting his lips and tongue as the water poured over them.

[logan_echolls]

Logan had been with men before, somewhere between the shithead he'd been and the man he'd become. So he wasn't nervous as he arched lightly against him, even if he did have some reservations.

[im_torchwood]

Jack ran his hands up Logan's sides and over his chest. It was intoxicating, being this close.

"This okay?" Jack asked softly.

[logan_echolls]

"I told you before. I'm in if you're all in with me," Logan said quietly. "I'm the king of bad decisions, Jack."

[im_torchwood]

"I don't want this to be a bad decision," he replied softly, then closed the distance and kissed him before he could answer.

[logan_echolls]

Logan groaned into the kiss, holding onto Jack tightly and pushing him back against the shower wall.

Energy crackled around them, and at first Logan thought it was just the rush and the thrill of it all going to his head- But no, something was happening.

"I'm going to guess that's not faulty wireing," he said, forcing himself to pull away from Jack and shutting off the water.

[im_torchwood]

"Yeah, no...that was weird," he agreed. He looked at the showerhead, but he knew it hadn't been the water.

[logan_echolls]

Taking the initiative, he brushed past Jack to climb out of the shower.

"Can you smell that? It's like the air before a thunderstorm," he said. "First warning before you pack your board up and get the hell out of the water."

The air crackled again, the faint hiss and pop followed by a loud crack and a bright flash of light. It seemed to surrounded Logan, and though it was there for barely a second, it took a moment to recover from the blinding force of it.

Logan had fallen, but only to his knees. He seemed okay, bit visibly... Smaller? The pounds of muscle had been replaced with the lean figure of a swimmer. Slightly narrower shoulders, a rounder jaw and face...

He looked dazed, and he frowned as he looked down at himself, then over at Jack. Timelines crashed together inside his head, both sides fuzzy now as his brain did its best to weave together a story that made sense. Something to help maintain the now much younger man's sanity. Logan wasn't as young as his island self had been, but he was years younger than his military counterpart. A happy medium between the two it seemed.

"If you're going to bring electricity into the bedroom you've got to give me a safe word first, jackass," he grunted, rubbing his head and finding his feet. He appeared puzzled, and it seemed to take his mind a moment to lace together the timelines to explain where he was and why.

"This is why we need to move. This dump makes the island look like a five star resort."