Ever since he joined Torchwood Owen had coined Ianto the term Emo.
"God, Ianto, you're so emo. You can't just be happy that they're in a better place."
"Don't get all emo on us Ianto."
"Ever since you came back from your parents you're so emo."
"Not now teaboy. I'm in a good mood and I don't need your negative emo energy destroying it."
So Ianto had finally had enough and decided to do something about it…
Owen walked into the Hub the next morning hung over and not anticipating the work ahead.
"Ianto!" Jack whined, "How about some coffee magic?"
Owen groaned. The sound of Jack's voice made him want to bang his head against the table and die. He wasn't in the mood for any of this bullshit.
"Tosh, where'd you put those files!" Jack yelled.
"On your desk!" she yelled back.
Owen actually began to bang his head.
"Ianto, where is the coffee!?"
"I'm coming man!" Ianto yelled back.
Owen closed his eyes registering the fact that Ianto had just talked back to Jack. He raised his head and saw a man with blonde/blue spiky hair wearing a black skull t-shirt and chained black baggy pants. He wore heavy eye makeup and had at least three piercing. After Owen came out of shock at seeing this he finally realized it was…
"Ianto you look like the living dead!"
Ianto gave him a funny look and answered, "So?"
"What the hell are you wearing?"
"Clothes."
"I see that obviously, but you look like a zombie!" he yelled.
Ianto grinned, "Owen, believe it or not I'm having a good day today. I don't need you exerting so much negative energy because you aren't accepting of me. God, you're beginning to sound so emo."
For the record in case nobody knows because someone didn't know Emo is short for emotional. It is a rock label i suppose. Not gothic, but not rocker a lot more...emotional i guess lol
