A new piece, yay, maybe there's more to come.
I've got about 500 mixed one-shots that need organising and I'm not really planning on editing them anymore than spellchecking
So let me know if I've got any mistakes
Owen groaned as he rolled over and it took him a couple of seconds to realise he wasn't at home. He blinked his eyes open and noticed Ianto sitting opposite him. That's when he worked out he was lying on Ianto's sofa. "Well, look who's woken up," Ianto said with a smile, getting to his feet and heading into the adjoining kitchen.
"Oh god. How much did I drink last night?" He asked as he sat up and realised how awful he felt. He couldn't even remember what he'd been doing the night before. "You don't remember?" Ianto asked nervously coming back into the room and passing Owen a steaming hot cup of coffee. "I don't remember anything, god, what did I do?" He asked, noticing Ianto's hesitance.
"Come have some breakfast and I'll tell you a tale," Ianto says with a smile and turns back to the kitchen and Owen hangs his head. "That's not a good sign." He mumbles to himself and then slowly and carefully gets to his feet. Swigging down the coffee and heading into the kitchen, where Ianto is plating up some breakfast, a glass of water, orange juice and some painkillers on the table, indicate which seat is Owen's. He sits down, takes the painkillers and finishes both glasses before going back to nursing his coffee.
The two men eat their meals in silence and when Ianto is clearing the plates, Owen hangs his head over the refilled coffee. "So?" Owen asks and Ianto returns to the table and sits down opposite him again. "So you don't remember anything?" He asks and Owen just shakes his head in the negative.
"Not after about the what 5th drink?" He offers and Ianto nods his head. "Yeah, you told me you started doing shots with some guys at the bar." He explains and Owen sighs deeply thumping his head onto the table, "That's not going to end well." He mumbles and Ianto chuckles.
"Yeah, it didn't." He replies and Owen just rubbed his eyes. "Ianto, what did I do?" He asked nervously and Ianto chewed his lip. "Well, you sort of ended up at Tosh's place and declared your love for her, before passing out in her living room," Ianto explained and Owen cradled his head in his hands.
"Oh no." He murmured and Ianto just nodded into his coffee, taking a swig. "Yeah, I got a call from Tosh, asking to come and fetch you last night," Ianto said and Owen shook his head. "I can't believe it, that's a nightmare. That's so embarrassing." He murmurs into his coffee cup.
"Well depending on how true it is, you might still have a chance with her." Ianto comments quickly and Owen nearly spits his coffee back out. "What?" He asks quickly and Ianto smirks. "Tosh kind of informed me, before I dragged you away, to let you know that when you're sober, you can go back and try it again." He said with a smirk and Owen just stared at him.
The silence was audible, "Owen?" Ianto pushed and the other man finally raised his eyes to look at Ianto. "Are you for real?" He asked and Ianto just nodded his head hiding the smile behind his cup. "I wouldn't mess with you like that." He said and Owen raised a brow. "Yeah, you would." And Ianto smirked outright, "Okay, yeah I would, but this time I'm not. 100%, you've got a chance with Tosh, if you go to her and tell her." Owen stares at Ianto for a moment and then gets to his feet quickly.
"Woah," Ianto says grabbing Owen as he heads for the door. "What? You told me I've got a chance with her?" Owen asked spinning to look at him and Ianto nodded his head, "Yes, I did, but you need to shower first and stop smelling like a brewery." He commented and got to his feet, taking Owen but the shoulders and pushing him towards the bathroom. "I'll pass you some clean clothes," Ianto says and walks towards his bedroom, whilst Owen stumbled into the small bathroom and makes an effort to look his best, or at least the best he can do in someone else's bathroom after a night out where he got blackout drunk.
Twenty minutes later, Ianto was standing by his car as Owen stood outside Tosh's apartment. He took a deep breath and knocked on the door. He waited a couple of moments and then the door was pulled open and Tosh was standing there and looked surprised to see him. "Owen." She greeted surprised and Owen smiled nervously at her. "Hi." He said and scratched his head. "I wanted to talk about last night." He said and Tosh chewed her lip. "I'm sober now, and I want to both apologise for how I acted last night, but also to come and tell you again how I feel about you." He admits and Tosh is silent before she reaches up and grabs his face and pulls him in for a kiss which takes all his breath away.
"What were you saying about talking?" She whispered breathlessly and Owen just shook his head and grabbed for her again, gently pushing them both back into the apartment, shutting the door with a definite click.
Hope you enjoyed
Comments always appreciated
(If anyone is interested in doing some beta reading, drop me a line, I've got a lot of pieces that need editing, that I don't want to do)