Fitting Together
More of the same, this time from episode three. I've moved a bit off the Jack and Gwen route this time! This week's chapter concentrates on Owen and Tosh, told from Owen's point of view. So yes, this is a little Owen/Tosh, because come on, in episode three, some of their scenes together were just so cute! Was really tempted to write a Jack/Ianto one this week, but decided against it for a couple of reasons, the main one being that there wasn't enough subtext. Oh and also Tosh and Owen are way too overlooked in my opinion! Anyway, hope you enjoy this weeks!
I do not own Doctor Who, Torchwood etc. If I did, it would probably be the Jack and Ianto show so just as well!
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It wasn't that Own found Toshiko partially attractive. Sure, she wasn't dissatisfying to the eye but she wasn't one of the girls that he'd go looking for in a Cardiff bar at the weekend. Come to think of it, Owen couldn't imagine Tosh hanging out in any kinds of clubs and pubs. Actually, he couldn't quite think of her in any other place but Torchwood.
He guessed she must have a life outside Torchwood. Everyone had too, even Tosh. The problem was he'd never really taken the time to find out. Torchwood wasn't quite the sort of company to organise meals out and they, the workers, although close to each other, had a sort of mutual agreement that they stayed out of each other's personal lives or the little they had of them outside Torchwood. The only thing, Owen though, the only thing he really knew about Tosh's private life was about Mary. And if she hadn't turned out to be an alien, he probably wouldn't have known about that either. Oh and that she fancied him. Tosh that was, not Mary.
Well at least Owen had thought she fancied him. But then came Mary and then that solider guy. That solider as Own had come to refer to him in his head, was what had been the cause of a couple of long nights. Tosh had really seemed to like him. She seemed more confident around him and the way they had interacted together was way too close for 'just friends' in Owen's mind. Owen knew what 'just friends' really meant, he'd had plenty of them but he hadn't expected it to come from Tosh.
But now, now Tosh seemed much more confident, much less reliant in Owen's approval. And Owen had to admit, he wasn't to sure he liked the 'new' Toshiko. Yes, he knew he was probably being extremely selfish because she did seem a lot happier but lately, he'd been wondering what it might be like to be the one making her happy. Ok, so some of this might be down to her not being so clingy anymore and not so dependant on him but still… Owen guessed what infuriated him most was probably his own contradictions. His recent attraction to the new Tosh and the ego boost the old one gave him.
But did he really want her? And did he still want him? That was the question the he'd been turning over in his head ever since 'that solider' had been sent back a couple of days. Tosh didn't look too distraught which Owen took to be a good sigh. He wasn't sure how good he'd be at competing with the memory of a WW1 solider if, and that was a strong if, he ever did decide to make a move on her. But then maybe she'd think he just wanted her for sex. Did he just want her for sex? Owen really wasn't sure anymore. He'd admit to thinking about what she might be like in bed a couple of times, but hey, who didn't he think about doing it with? But no, it was more than that, Owen reasoned with himself. This time he wanted, no needed, to gain her approval, something he'd never really be bothered with in the past. He needed the safety that this wouldn't just be about sex. Not for him or for her. Not like other experiences he could recount…
But then how did one go about asking out a workmate? He could try a little flirting but every time they were alone, it never seemed quite the right time. There was always…this…tension, sort of like a spark that could light the fire that would either burn everything to the ground or spread its flame and grow higher and higher. But she must have guessed. She must have by now at least realised that Owen wanted o be around her, that he had not been partially keen on 'that solider'.
Or maybe she just didn't care? Maybe she just didn't need him any more. At all. After all, could two members of possibly the most fucked up organisation, Owen reasoned, every truly fit together?
Hope that was ok!
Love you all
Jyra
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