Double Drabble: Sliding
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badly_knittedTitle: Sliding
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badly_knittedCharacters: Ianto.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 904: Ice, at
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torchwood100.Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Sometimes ice is just too tempting.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
It was probably childish, and almost certainly foolish, because ice could be enough of a hazard at the best of times, and when it was polished to a smooth, glassy surface it was doubly treacherous, but… Well, there was no one else about, few people were likely to come to such a remote area of Cardiff in this weather, and what was the point of being an adult if you couldn’t have any fun?
That thought made Ianto pause for a moment. It sounded scarily like something Jack would think, which was disturbing; were his lover’s reckless, irresponsible attitudes rubbing off on him? Then he shrugged; he was barely twenty-six, too young to be the stick-in-the-mud Owen often accused him of being. Why shouldn’t he have some fun where no one would see him? There weren’t even any CCTV cameras around here.
Just because he’d been sent out here on a Rift retrieval didn’t mean he had to be all work and no play. With that in mind, he ran towards the smooth sheet of ice, where water from a leaking outside tap had frozen, and slid across it, laughing.
He hadn’t done that since he was in his teens!
The End
That thought made Ianto pause for a moment. It sounded scarily like something Jack would think, which was disturbing; were his lover’s reckless, irresponsible attitudes rubbing off on him? Then he shrugged; he was barely twenty-six, too young to be the stick-in-the-mud Owen often accused him of being. Why shouldn’t he have some fun where no one would see him? There weren’t even any CCTV cameras around here.
Just because he’d been sent out here on a Rift retrieval didn’t mean he had to be all work and no play. With that in mind, he ran towards the smooth sheet of ice, where water from a leaking outside tap had frozen, and slid across it, laughing.
He hadn’t done that since he was in his teens!
The End
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