Fic: Birthday Card
Title: All my love
Author: talkingtoatwig
Spoilers: None really
Pairings: Very much Tosh/Owen
Ratings: U, suitable for all ages
Summary: Tosh still has Owen's birthday card, despite it being almost a year since her last birthday.
Author's Notes: After such a powerful episode (2.3) for Tosh and Owen's relationship, I couldn't resist writing this little ficlet of fluff.
His card’s still there.
Its tattered from days when he let her down and she threw it away only for the guilt to bring it back to its place on her bedside table. The picture that covers the faded pink paper, paper that’s only available from the resources room at the hub, shows the two standing in the rain. He remembers it like yesterday, the impatience of the photographer and the squeak of their wet jackets against each other. He’s holding her close to him, one arm curved round her hip and his hand resting there securely. She’s looking at him with a wonky grin, holding the hand that rests on her hip tight.
The words are written in black felt tip pen, the same he uses to doodle over notepads during particularly boring meetings. Happy Birthday in bubble writing that is still totally his hand, stars stuck clumsily round the edges with her ‘borrowed’ pritt stick.
She only reads inside when he’s being typically inconsistent. She laps up the words he wrote almost a year ago, scrawled hurriedly as he looked at the clock with a jolt and realized her birthday was only seconds away. But he still chose those words without a moments hesitation, without having to consider the best phrasing. It was simple.
All my love, Owen.