First attempt at a Torchwood fic - let me know if you think I got it right! .
Look. You've been sitting here pretending to be busy for the last twenty minutes trying to work out what to say to him. It's not difficult. Just get up, walk over and say it. Right. Get up, walk over and - oh shit, now he's standing up too - walk towards the bin, act like you're just throwing something away - no wait, he's sitting down again, now you're standing in the middle of the room looking like a complete idiot. Sod it, just go back to your desk and wait until he…or you.. or one of us does something.
Oh shit, she was just throwing something away. Ah…um…right. Sit down again. Stick to the plan. Say it casually as she leaves. God she's got a fine ass when she bends down. Look, stop watching her.. She's so calm when she's working. Bet she doesn't spend hours obsessing over how to talk to a colleague. A bloody friend! Jesus I didn't reckon it would be this difficult - ah crap she's seen I'm looking at her, pretend to be working - no, better, get a file from where she is, I don't want you, I just want a file…
"Alright Tosh"
"Hi. You…looking for something?"
"Yeh - um, a file"
"Need a hand?"
"Actually, I-er-I've got it."
"Okay."
Oh thank god, I thought he was asking why I was looking at him.
"I - er I've got it" ?? Smooth. Now she thinks I'm a complete prat…
Not that he'd even say yes, I mean he clearly hates talking to me. He even took a file on weevils to end the conversation…
Oh Jesus! 'Weevil's mating patterns" !? She'll think I have some kind of alien fetish! Okay...start writing something on their psychology and behaviour… I'm a doctor, I have to look at this kind of stuff. It's my job.
Oh ok, he meant to take the file. That's something I guess. I thought he left at 6.30 anyway, he should be done soon - I could always just ask him as he leaves…
Well, If she goes at 6.30 I could say something as she leaves.. Then she'd have the evening to think about it…
But then I'd be worrying about it all night…
And now she looks worried. Great. I should probably explain about the weevils…
Sod it. Just ask him.
Just walk over and make sure she's alright - WAIT, she's coming over here, sit down, look busy -
"Hi Owen"
"Hi"
"Look, I was just wondering if maybe you wanted - ah- -wanted a coffee?"
A COFFEE? Since when was I asking about coffee?!
"Oh. Ah - sure. You here all night?"
"No, I just have to - fix something."
"Same"
" "
" "
"Right."
"Okay."
He doesn't even like coffee…
So/awkward…
"Look, Tosh-"
"Owen?"
"I -"
" - you?"
"…going."
"Excuse me?"
"I'm going. Home. I mean, if that's ok, it's pretty weird.. being here alone at night, I'd always stay - er, if you want.."
"No, that's fine, you get off"
"Right. I'll see you tomorrow then."
"Y-"
"Unless you wanted - unless you - have tomorrow off?"
" -. I think you normally have tomorrow off.."
"Yeh. Course."
"Okay then"
"Night"
"Night"
SAY SOMETHING.
ASK HER!
"Tosh I- I'll see you then."
"Right."
Shit.
Shit.