Logan

[im_torchwood]

"Ugh, I can't read Swedish," Jack grumbled, tossing the little hex wrench to the floor.

He'd had this great idea to build a shelf. Just a shelf. How hard could it be? He'd built lots of things.

Clearly he'd never built anything in Sweden.

Jack sighed and picked the tool back up from the carpet in their flat.

"Logan, do I need the locking bolt for this? Can you tell?" he asked, showing the paper to the younger man who, he was certain, was having a good laugh at his frustration.

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[logan_echolls]

Logan was laying on the couch, playing something on his handheld console, and he glanced over with an amused look.

"I dunno, man. Why don't you just look up a tutorial on youtube?" he suggested, not being helpful at all before returning to his game.

[im_torchwood]

"Youtube is an affront to my masculinity," he joked. "I'm not going to be defeated by a bunch of god damned lumber."

He could fix a starship. How was this so hard?

[logan_echolls]

"Whatever, man," Logan replied, a smirk resting on his lips.

[im_torchwood]

"You're really going to lay there and not help? Give me support? Tell me I'm manly?" he teased, deciding to try to fit the piece in with just his fingers.

[logan_echolls]

"Nothing manlier than a man defeated by IKEA," Logan drawled. "Also, no sympathy for the man who didn't bring me home meatballs," he tutted.

[im_torchwood]

"You're still mad about the meatballs? You know you can order them online any time you want them," he teased. Jack fumbled a bit more, but once he had the first bit together, the rest went relatively quickly.

[logan_echolls]

"It's not the same," Logan replied, lowering his game now to watch Jack work.

[im_torchwood]

"Do you want me to take you to lunch tomorrow?" he asked. "Super romantic date to the furniture store? We could eat some meatballs, pick up a Finnala, put it in the office. Romance."

[logan_echolls]

"Can we get one of those giant egg chair things too? Throw an egg chair into the pot and I'm in," Logan replied, dumping his game on the side table and sitting up.

[im_torchwood]

Jack rolled his eyes hard enough it ached a little.

"Fiiine," he sighed. "You can have an egg chair and meatballs. Now tell me I'm manly."

[logan_echolls]

"I do declare, Captain Harkness, I've never seen a more impressive display of manly building and swearing at Swedish flat packs," Logan replied in a poor impression of a southern accent as he pretended to fan himself. "My loins are alight with desire and raw lust."

[im_torchwood]

"That's better," Jack said. "I appreciate the effort. That Scarlett thing you did. Ayyy plus. Now that it's built, where are we putting it?"

[logan_echolls]

"I dunno. Wherever," Logan shrugged. "I guess that wall?"

[im_torchwood]

"You know what I love about you? You might think it's your cock, but it's really your interior design skills," he said, then dragged the shelf into place.

[logan_echolls]

"I really hope one is more impressive than the other, because I don't know shit about hanging drapes," Logan grinned.

[im_torchwood]

Jack laughed softly and left the shelves so he could take hold of Logan to kiss him.

"I love your smart mouth," he said.

[logan_echolls]

Logan grinned into the kiss, then pulled away slightly.

"What's with all the nesting, man? You're all about settling in lately."

[im_torchwood]

"I don't know. It feels like home. I don't know how to describe it any better. Not just a place I stay for a while, you know? A home," he stumbled.

[logan_echolls]

"Look at you, getting all nest-y and sentimental. It's adorable. ...Weird, but adorable," Logan grinned.

[im_torchwood]

"Oh, shut up," Jack laughed. "If you don't knock it off I'm going to start bringing home paint chips."

[logan_echolls]

"As long as you don't expect dinner waiting in the oven, my dear, I couldn't give a damn," Logan grinned, stealing another quick kiss.

"Come on, let's do something fun. Let's go... I dunno, the bar? The club? Somewhere they don't serve meatballs."

[im_torchwood]

"I don't want to dance. Let's go to that one bar you liked," he replied.

[logan_echolls]

"Which bar? The one with all the drunken business men singing Spice Girls karaoke, or the one where the bar staff dress like pirate wenches?" Logan asked.

[im_torchwood]

"The wenches. Obviously," Jack said as he slipped his coat on, then pointed to his stripes. "I like how they call me captain."

[logan_echolls]

"You slut," Logan laughed, following him out the door and locking up behind them.