Double Drabble: Unsettling
Title: Unsettling
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Ianto, Owen.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 528: Lurk at tw100.
Spoilers: Set pre-series.
Summary: Owen is suspicious of his new teammate.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
“Coffee?”
Owen gave a shriek and just about jumped out of his skin. “Jesus Christ! D’you have to lurk like that and jump out at people?”
There was something deeply unsettling about the new hire, like he was incapable of clomping about on the concrete like the rest of them, and Owen darted a quick glance at the Welshman’s feet, just to make sure they were actually touching the ground. Nobody should be able to walk so silently!
“I didn’t jump out at you and I don’t lurk,” Ianto said mildly.
“Well whatever you were doing, stop it,” Owen muttered.
“If you hadn’t been dozing at your desk…”
“I wasn’t dozing, I was thinking.”
“Of course you were,” Ianto said politely, without a flicker of expression.
Owen glared at the younger man, sure he was being mocked. “What d’you want anyway?”
“To know if you’ll be wanting coffee. I’m about to make some.”
“Then go do it, and stop bothering me. I’m busy. You can bring me a cup when it’s ready. Two…”
“Two sugars and no milk,” Ianto interrupted smoothly. “I know.” Without another word he glided silently away.
“He’s like a bloody robot,” Owen muttered.
Unseen, Ianto winced.
The End
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Ianto, Owen.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 528: Lurk at tw100.
Spoilers: Set pre-series.
Summary: Owen is suspicious of his new teammate.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
“Coffee?”
Owen gave a shriek and just about jumped out of his skin. “Jesus Christ! D’you have to lurk like that and jump out at people?”
There was something deeply unsettling about the new hire, like he was incapable of clomping about on the concrete like the rest of them, and Owen darted a quick glance at the Welshman’s feet, just to make sure they were actually touching the ground. Nobody should be able to walk so silently!
“I didn’t jump out at you and I don’t lurk,” Ianto said mildly.
“Well whatever you were doing, stop it,” Owen muttered.
“If you hadn’t been dozing at your desk…”
“I wasn’t dozing, I was thinking.”
“Of course you were,” Ianto said politely, without a flicker of expression.
Owen glared at the younger man, sure he was being mocked. “What d’you want anyway?”
“To know if you’ll be wanting coffee. I’m about to make some.”
“Then go do it, and stop bothering me. I’m busy. You can bring me a cup when it’s ready. Two…”
“Two sugars and no milk,” Ianto interrupted smoothly. “I know.” Without another word he glided silently away.
“He’s like a bloody robot,” Owen muttered.
Unseen, Ianto winced.
The End