Double Drabble: A Bit Of Romance
Title: A Bit Of Romance
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Gwen, Rhys
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 487: Romance at tw100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Gwen has forgotten it’s Valentine’s Day, but Rhys hasn’t.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: This one’s a double drabble.
Gwen had completely forgotten what day it was; she and the team had just worked thirty-six hours straight dealing with an attempted alien invasion and all she wanted now was to go home, have a hot bath, and go to bed.
Rhys clearly had other plans. As she entered their flat she could smell something delicious cooking. The table was laid with a white cloth, lit candles, and the best silverware, an open bottle of wine and two glasses. Soft music played in the background.
“What’s all this?” she asked, her weary brain unable to make sense of what she was seeing.
“It’s Valentine’s Day, love; thought you might appreciate a bit of romance. Now, why don’t you have a quick shower and slip into something nice? Dinner will be ready in about twenty minutes.”
Gwen did as asked, shedding her grubby work clothes and stepping gratefully under the hot spray of the shower. It wasn’t the bath she’d been looking forward to but it would have to do for now.
Slipping into her little black dress, she rejoined Rhys, who seated her at the table and started dishing up. She only hoped she wouldn’t fall asleep in her dinner.
The End
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Gwen, Rhys
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 487: Romance at tw100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Gwen has forgotten it’s Valentine’s Day, but Rhys hasn’t.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: This one’s a double drabble.
Gwen had completely forgotten what day it was; she and the team had just worked thirty-six hours straight dealing with an attempted alien invasion and all she wanted now was to go home, have a hot bath, and go to bed.
Rhys clearly had other plans. As she entered their flat she could smell something delicious cooking. The table was laid with a white cloth, lit candles, and the best silverware, an open bottle of wine and two glasses. Soft music played in the background.
“What’s all this?” she asked, her weary brain unable to make sense of what she was seeing.
“It’s Valentine’s Day, love; thought you might appreciate a bit of romance. Now, why don’t you have a quick shower and slip into something nice? Dinner will be ready in about twenty minutes.”
Gwen did as asked, shedding her grubby work clothes and stepping gratefully under the hot spray of the shower. It wasn’t the bath she’d been looking forward to but it would have to do for now.
Slipping into her little black dress, she rejoined Rhys, who seated her at the table and started dishing up. She only hoped she wouldn’t fall asleep in her dinner.
The End