Torchwood: Tosh/OFC: Prompt - 470 Using 164: Good Idea: The Start Of Something
Title: The Start Of Something
Fandom: Torchwood
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Tosh, OFC
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Now that Tosh has taken the plunge, things are going better than she could have dreamed.
Word Count: 500
Written For: Prompt 470 - Past Challenges Revisited 161 to 200, using 164: Good Idea.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters. They belong to the BBC.
The evening was going better than Tosh had dreamed it would when she’d made up her mind to take Ianto’s advice, go out on the town and make the first move. It hadn’t taken her long to realise that choosing to sit with Lily had been a good idea, one of the best decisions she’d ever made. Lily was smart, a bit of a computer nerd herself, being the tech trouble-shooter for one of Cardiff’s biggest insurance companies, so conversation was easy, though it soon ranged away from computers and on to other subjects, like music, books, movies, and plans for Christmas, which was only three weeks away.
Just after ten, as they were discussing the Harry Potter books versus the movies, they were interrupted by two drunken men.
“Hey there, are you two gorgeous ladies looking for a good time? Because if you are, we’re your guys.” One leaned on their table, almost knocking Tosh’s drink into her lap.
“Actually no,” Tosh said calmly, grabbing her glass before it could topple. “We were having a perfectly lovely time before you showed up, so why don’t you go and bother someone else?”
The other guy sniggered. “Trust you to pick the lesbo brigade to hit on. C’mon, there’s a couple of hotties at the bar. I need another drink anyhow.” He tugged on his friend’s arm and the two of them staggered away to try their luck elsewhere.
“Sorry,” Tosh said to Lily. “I shouldn’t have just assumed you weren’t interested.”
“No, it’s okay. I wasn’t, I’d rather be with you, men aren’t really… I mean…” Lily blushed prettily.
“Would you maybe like to go somewhere else, somewhere quieter? I mean, there’s a coffee shop not far from here that should still be open. It’s not the best coffee I’ve ever had, but it’s still pretty good…”
Lily was nodding. “I’d like that. After three glasses of wine I think I could use a coffee or two.”
“Okay then.” Tosh smiled and stood up, gathering her things. Lily pulled her coat on, picked up her handbag, and the two women headed out into the chilly night air. “Oooh,” Tosh shivered. “Good thing I didn’t suggest going for ice cream!”
Lily laughed, falling into step beside her. “Much as I love ice cream, this really isn’t the weather for it! My fingers are freezing already.”
“The coffee shop isn’t far; we’ll be in the warm again in a few minutes, with hot drinks to warm our hands,” Tosh assured her. “I was thinking. I know we’ve only just met, but would you like to have dinner with me tomorrow night?”
“You mean like… a date?” Lily glanced sidelong at her.
“Yes, like that. I mean, it’s fine if you just want to be friends, but… I really like you.”
“I like you too, and I’d love to have dinner with you.”
Their fingers brushed and twined together, and they grinned at each other. This could be the start of something wonderful.
The End
Fandom: Torchwood
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Tosh, OFC
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Now that Tosh has taken the plunge, things are going better than she could have dreamed.
Word Count: 500
Written For: Prompt 470 - Past Challenges Revisited 161 to 200, using 164: Good Idea.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters. They belong to the BBC.
The evening was going better than Tosh had dreamed it would when she’d made up her mind to take Ianto’s advice, go out on the town and make the first move. It hadn’t taken her long to realise that choosing to sit with Lily had been a good idea, one of the best decisions she’d ever made. Lily was smart, a bit of a computer nerd herself, being the tech trouble-shooter for one of Cardiff’s biggest insurance companies, so conversation was easy, though it soon ranged away from computers and on to other subjects, like music, books, movies, and plans for Christmas, which was only three weeks away.
Just after ten, as they were discussing the Harry Potter books versus the movies, they were interrupted by two drunken men.
“Hey there, are you two gorgeous ladies looking for a good time? Because if you are, we’re your guys.” One leaned on their table, almost knocking Tosh’s drink into her lap.
“Actually no,” Tosh said calmly, grabbing her glass before it could topple. “We were having a perfectly lovely time before you showed up, so why don’t you go and bother someone else?”
The other guy sniggered. “Trust you to pick the lesbo brigade to hit on. C’mon, there’s a couple of hotties at the bar. I need another drink anyhow.” He tugged on his friend’s arm and the two of them staggered away to try their luck elsewhere.
“Sorry,” Tosh said to Lily. “I shouldn’t have just assumed you weren’t interested.”
“No, it’s okay. I wasn’t, I’d rather be with you, men aren’t really… I mean…” Lily blushed prettily.
“Would you maybe like to go somewhere else, somewhere quieter? I mean, there’s a coffee shop not far from here that should still be open. It’s not the best coffee I’ve ever had, but it’s still pretty good…”
Lily was nodding. “I’d like that. After three glasses of wine I think I could use a coffee or two.”
“Okay then.” Tosh smiled and stood up, gathering her things. Lily pulled her coat on, picked up her handbag, and the two women headed out into the chilly night air. “Oooh,” Tosh shivered. “Good thing I didn’t suggest going for ice cream!”
Lily laughed, falling into step beside her. “Much as I love ice cream, this really isn’t the weather for it! My fingers are freezing already.”
“The coffee shop isn’t far; we’ll be in the warm again in a few minutes, with hot drinks to warm our hands,” Tosh assured her. “I was thinking. I know we’ve only just met, but would you like to have dinner with me tomorrow night?”
“You mean like… a date?” Lily glanced sidelong at her.
“Yes, like that. I mean, it’s fine if you just want to be friends, but… I really like you.”
“I like you too, and I’d love to have dinner with you.”
Their fingers brushed and twined together, and they grinned at each other. This could be the start of something wonderful.
The End