Double Drabble: Humiliating

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Title: Humiliating
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Ianto, Jack, Owen, Team.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 858: Breath / Breathe at torchwood100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Ianto’s dignity has well and truly gone out the window this time.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
 


 

The fact that he’d tripped and fallen flat on his face in front of the rest of the team would have been humiliating enough. Trying to round up small, highly mobile aliens was an invitation to the kind of slapstick performance made popular by the Keystone Cops, slipping, sliding, bumping into each other, arms windmilling in an effort to stay upright. Trying to hold on to the merest shred of dignity was an exercise in futility, and most of the time the team would get a good laugh at each other’s expense. This time though…

 
Ianto had suffered the misfortune of not only faceplanting right in front of his colleagues, trying to grab the last of the little menaces, but he’d also knocked all the breath out of his lungs, so now he was lying here, flopping around like a fish out of water, while everyone stared at him.

 
“Owen, shouldn’t you be doing something?” Jack demanded, looking worried, hesitantly taking a step forward.
 

“Such as?”
 

“I don’t know! You’re the medical expert!”

 
“Yeah, well, can’t shock the lungs back into a regular rhythm the way you can with a heart. He’ll be fine when he gets his breath back.”
 

 
The End