Double Drabble: Friendly Advice
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badly_knittedTitle: Friendly Advice
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badly_knittedCharacters: Ianto, Owen.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 878: Intelligence at
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torchwood100.Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Ianto can be remarkably perceptive.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
“You should ask Tosh out,” Ianto told Owen one evening, after a few beers.
“You what?”
“I said…”
“I heard what you said, I just want to know why you said it!”
Ianto sighed, drained half his pint in a few gulps, and turned to look at the man who was both his friend and the biggest pain in the arse he’d ever had to work with. “She likes you, and despite all your protests to the contrary, you like her. I see the way you look at her when you think no one’s looking. What I don’t know is why you still haven’t made a move. Are you intimidated by her intelligence or something?”
“’Course not! Well, maybe just a little, but it’s not that.”
“What is it then? You’d rather play the field, sleep with anything that moves, instead of trying to have a real relationship with someone where you won’t have to lie about what you do for a living, of make excuses for cancelling dates?”
“Not that either. It’s just… I’m a loud-mouthed, obnoxious screw-up, and she deserves someone better.”
“Like who? Don’t you think you should let her decide whether you’re worth spending time with?”
The End
“You what?”
“I said…”
“I heard what you said, I just want to know why you said it!”
Ianto sighed, drained half his pint in a few gulps, and turned to look at the man who was both his friend and the biggest pain in the arse he’d ever had to work with. “She likes you, and despite all your protests to the contrary, you like her. I see the way you look at her when you think no one’s looking. What I don’t know is why you still haven’t made a move. Are you intimidated by her intelligence or something?”
“’Course not! Well, maybe just a little, but it’s not that.”
“What is it then? You’d rather play the field, sleep with anything that moves, instead of trying to have a real relationship with someone where you won’t have to lie about what you do for a living, of make excuses for cancelling dates?”
“Not that either. It’s just… I’m a loud-mouthed, obnoxious screw-up, and she deserves someone better.”
“Like who? Don’t you think you should let her decide whether you’re worth spending time with?”
The End
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Date: 2025-08-13 08:47 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2025-08-13 09:25 pm (UTC)Thank you!