A/N: Yes, she lives! I know insane right. If you're interested, I have updates on my stories listed on my profile. Torchwood has infected my brain. I woke up with this drabble in my head. I apologize if the characters seem OOC, I've only watched like 9 or 10 episodes so I'm still getting the feel for them.
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Ianto seemed a little shell-shocked when Owen came in. He was leaning against a railing with some papers in his hands. Not completely shell-shocked, just a little, a bit frozen.
"You okay, Ianto?" Owen asked.
He snapped out of it, and Owen saw that whatever kind of shock it was, it was of the "Stifling stupid grins" kind. So, it probably had something to do with Jack. "Oh yeah, I'm fine. Great."
Owen looked over at Ianto trying to pretend to be busy with whatever was in his hands. "You're not doing a good job of not grinning, you know."
Ianto let out a short laugh, shuffling the papers in his hands, not really looking at Owen. "Yeah, well," he opened his mouth and closed it before beginning, "Jack- well, nevermind, you probably don't want to know."
Owen grinned and walked over to Ianto. "No, no, come on teaboy, spill it," he started poking Ianto. "As long as it's nothing you wouldn't tell your gran."
Ianto looked at him. "Are you sure you want to know?" Owen nodded. "It's really fluffy and stupid." Owen nudged him. "Spill."
Ianto took a deep breath. "Jack told me he loved me."
Owen leaned back against the rail next to Ianto. He crossed his arms. "Look, I'm not, like, I'm not trying to be mean or offend you or anything, I'm just curious, do you think he meant it?" he said looking at Ianto, hoping he hadn't offended him.
Ianto gave a small smile. "I think so. I mean he's said it before, like jokingly in passing, half the time I bring him coffee, but this was different. I think he was actually nervous, can you believe that? Jack, nervous. As if I actually wouldn't feel the same." Ianto muttered the last part, blushing as he avoided Owen's gaze.
Owen grinned at Ianto. Clapping him on the shoulder he said, "Good for you mate. And, I'm sorry for what I said, way back when, 'bout you and him. I was in no place to comment on that."
Ianto smiled and nodded slightly. "Thanks Owen. And I do forgive you."
Owen nodded back, and a split second later they heard Myfanwy screech, followed by some generic crashing noises and Jack's voice saying, "It's ok, everything's alright. Just a little...miscalculation."
Ianto sighed and Owen laughed. "That's Jack for ya," Owen said. Ianto shouted down in the direction of the crash. "You're cleaning that up."
"Since when are you the boss of me?" Jack replied indignantly.
Ianto gave a small smirk and shouted back, "Since the first time I made you coffee!"
Jack's reply came slowly. "Fine," he said like a child sent to clean his room.
Owen started laughing and Ianto followed soon after. Gwen's footsteps were heard and she asked, "What's so funny?"
Owen answered, "Jack's whipped."
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A/N: and there's my drabble. I hope you enjoyed. Again I apologize if characters seem OOC. Let me know if you think so. Let me know anyway. I live off of the fumes reviews create.
SMILES! -CYI