Random Jack (Suits)
Aug. 8th, 2008 12:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Okay, this Random Jack is a slight cheat (but only because I've got a whole alphabet of files to sort through this afternoon and I'm only up to D, hence I don't have the time to sit down and write up a proper "just thought of it this morning" Random Jack entry) but still better than nothing.
Jack was wearing a suit.
Ianto had grown up around suits and the importance of a well-dressed man, and it was almost automatic to observe the outfit through the eyes of a tailor. The suit was double-breasted, charcoal grey and a great example of bespoke tailoring. It fitted smooothly across Jack's shoulders, was comfortably loose across the biceps and neatly skimmed the curves of Jack's waist and hips. The trousers were slightly looser than was currently fashionable (really didn't do Jack's thighs justice, Ianto found himself thinking) but combined with the wide buttons and low V of the jacket, gave the suggestion of a 1940s suit without being obvious.
Like Jack himself, the outfit was deceptively simple. A dark suit with a pale shirt and dark grey silk tie. But the shirt wasn't quite white; it was instead an incredibly pale shade of blue. The suit wasn't strictly grey; it had a very subtle sky-blue pinstripe. It looked simple but it made Jack look incredible.
Belatedly, Ianto realised Jack was looking at him. And possibly had been talking. "Yes?"
Jack laughed, shaking his head. "I guess I should wear this suit more often?"
"Definitely," Ianto said, looking at the crisp collar and silky stretch of tie. Swallowing, he debated tearing that suit off Jack right now.
Jack was wearing a suit.
Ianto had grown up around suits and the importance of a well-dressed man, and it was almost automatic to observe the outfit through the eyes of a tailor. The suit was double-breasted, charcoal grey and a great example of bespoke tailoring. It fitted smooothly across Jack's shoulders, was comfortably loose across the biceps and neatly skimmed the curves of Jack's waist and hips. The trousers were slightly looser than was currently fashionable (really didn't do Jack's thighs justice, Ianto found himself thinking) but combined with the wide buttons and low V of the jacket, gave the suggestion of a 1940s suit without being obvious.
Like Jack himself, the outfit was deceptively simple. A dark suit with a pale shirt and dark grey silk tie. But the shirt wasn't quite white; it was instead an incredibly pale shade of blue. The suit wasn't strictly grey; it had a very subtle sky-blue pinstripe. It looked simple but it made Jack look incredible.
Belatedly, Ianto realised Jack was looking at him. And possibly had been talking. "Yes?"
Jack laughed, shaking his head. "I guess I should wear this suit more often?"
"Definitely," Ianto said, looking at the crisp collar and silky stretch of tie. Swallowing, he debated tearing that suit off Jack right now.
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Date: 2008-08-13 03:40 pm (UTC)Oh! Great line. :) I love this about the character--eats with his mouth open, takes up so much space, and yet gives so little of himself away. This was neat.
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Date: 2008-08-14 12:16 pm (UTC)That's very true. Jack makes this huge impression and is completely unforgettable, and yet, there's so little personal sharing going on. It's a really interesting juxtaposition.