Jack

[eliot_thespectacular]

Aaron really was the first person that Eliot told, after his agent.

But the next day, the next person he told was the one who'd introduced him to his new agent.

Hey you, guess who's about to waste away from AIDS on stage? Can I buy you a drink?

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[im_torchwood]

Send me the details. I knew you'd get it :)

Jack waited for instruction, then made his way to the bar Eliot had named. He walked in with a bouquet of two dozen white roses.

"Sorry about your AIDS," he smiled brightly.

[eliot_thespectacular]

Eliot laughed. "Oh fuck you, you did not bring me roses." But he took them anyway, and inhaled the scent, grinning.

"Bottle of your second cheapest sparkling wine!" he announced to the bartender.

[im_torchwood]

"Uh uh," Jack said, shaking his head. "The good shit for the next EGOT."

He flashed a smile and added a subtle nod and the bartender understood.

"I'm so fucking happy for you!" he told Eliot then.

[eliot_thespectacular]

Eliot actually blushed a little at that. "I mean I'm... pretty happy for me too. Though also kind of terrified."

[im_torchwood]

"Excellent. You should be. When you stop being scared you know you're played out," Jack told him.

[eliot_thespectacular]

"Yeah, but I mean... you know what happened the last time I got a big break," Eliot said awkwardly. And he really was happy, but the fear was also eating away at him.

[im_torchwood]

"Yeah...and?" he said. "You looking to repeat it since it was so fun?"

Both eyebrows rose with the question.

[eliot_thespectacular]

Eliot looked a touch sheepish.

"Hey I did start seeing a new therapist," he chuckled.

[im_torchwood]

"A new therapist?" Jack replied, a hopeful smile settling on his lips. "Worth the money?'

[eliot_thespectacular]

"Well one benefit of a union job is health insurance..." Eliot said with a little smile. "And uh... yeah, I guess. I mean it's probably good for me. Being a little ball of repressed trauma might benefit the creative process in some ways, but tends to be bad in the end."

[im_torchwood]

Jack leaned in close.

"I've been in therapy since I was twelve," he whispered loudly. "You really do get out what you put in."

[eliot_thespectacular]

"Well if you are also a ball of repressed trauma you are awfully good at hiding it," Eliot said.

[im_torchwood]

"Baby, I don't repress a single fucking thing in my life. That's my problem," Jack laughed.

[eliot_thespectacular]

"Fuck no wonder you're so refreshing," Eliot said with a snort. "You know I've been seeing this guy who until recently was a married closeted Christian."

[im_torchwood]

"Bet he's a freak in bed," Jack grinned. "Was he a Mormon? Those missionary guys...those garments come right off. Never even tried that position, come to think about it..."

The server walked past and blushed crimson at Jack's shameless tale.

[eliot_thespectacular]

Eliot quirked a smile. And then surprised himself by feeling a little... guilty, when he thought of Aaron. Which was fucking stupid. It wasn't like he was his boyfriend or something.

"See, I thought I was having a good night, but now I'm imagining you fucking a Mormon and it's even better."

[im_torchwood]

"Champagne, roses, war stories," he winked.

"What else do we need to make it the best night ever?' he asked.

[eliot_thespectacular]

Eliot put his elbows on the table and leaned towards him. "Why are you like this?" he asked, genuinely curious. "So... I don't know, it's like you're my fairy godmother or something."

[im_torchwood]

Jack blinked a few times, then smiled.

"How do you know I'm not?" he replied smoothly.

[eliot_thespectacular]

"Oh, well uh - " Eliot laughed. "I mean, okay. I guess if I did dream up a fairy godmother they'd look kind of like you."

[im_torchwood]

Jack smiled even brighter.

"Oh, yeah?" he asked. "I'll take it."

He swallowed his champagne in one go.

"Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo," he said.

[eliot_thespectacular]

Eliot grinned at him. "So what do you have for me next then? Some glass slippers? A prince?"

[im_torchwood]

"You know, all she ever asked for was a dress and a night off to go dancing," Jack pointed out.

[eliot_thespectacular]

"Well and I didn't actually ask for anything," Eliot pointed out lightly.

[im_torchwood]

"Didn't you? Never once? You never put it out there in the universe? To a star? To an eyelash?" he asked.

"Just because you didn't ask me doesn't mean you haven't made it happen, Eliot."