Torchwood Bedtime Stories: Owen's reply
Owen’s reply
Jack dropped his head on the desk with a loud thud. “Owww…” he groaned.
With the back of sleeve he wiped his nose and sniffed loudly. He cringed as the taste of mucus filled his throat. He tapped his ear piece and moaned at the top of your voice. “Ianto? Do we have any aspirin left? I think I’m coming down with something.”
“You were fine when I talked to you in the boardroom.” Owen said over the comm. system. “Want me to come over and take a look at you?”
“No, it’s just a cold. And I was speaking to Ianto so I’d appreciate it if you did not interrupt!” Jack growled back.
“Oh I forgot. You get … " Owen grinned, "Grumpy when you’re ill.”
“I do NOT!” Jack shouted, followed by another moan.
“Yes, you do sir.” Ianto replied, his voice sounding amused in Jack's ear. “And yes, we do have some aspirin left. I’ll dissolve the medicine in weak tea. I do know how much you hate the taste of aspirin.”
“You’re so good to me.” Jack responded, weakly.
“Anything to keep you happy, sir.”
“I’ll meet you in the kitchen!” Jack exclaimed, a bit more cheerful.
Jack got out of his office and was attacked by the noise the girls and Owen were making. “Must you make be so noisy? My head is already bursting without you three making it worse! All you lot do is sit around and shout at each other. Get some bloody work done!” Jack ordered as he walked by them.
Tosh quirked up her eyebrows and Gwen snorted. Knowing it did not bode well to defy their boss when he was in such a foul mood, they both went back to their desks and resumed work. Owen however was carefully observing the Captain. “You sure you don’t need a check-up Jack? You look like someone’s crapped on shit.”
“Thanks. And no, all I need is some fucking peace and quiet from you lot.”
Grumpily, Jack walked towards the kitchen. He smiled faintly when he saw Ianto standing by the waterboiler. “Always ready to make me happy. What on earth did I do to deserve you?” Jack said as he slumped his head lazily on Ianto’s back.
“Oh I don’t know. Save the world a couple of times?” Ianto replied with a grin.
He turned around and embraced Jack, soothingly patting him on the back. He placed a few kisses on Jack’s neck and sighed contently. There was a certain pleasure he took from taking care of Jack. Not to mention that Jack always was a lot more openly affectionate when he was ill.
Jack groaned. Loudly.
Laughingly Ianto said “Owen IS right. You do get grumpy when you’re ill.”
Jack sneezed and suddenly Ianto felt this new wet sensation on his neck. His body tensed up and carefully but steadily he pushed Jack away. He looked at Jack with a face that can only be described as utter disgust. “You sneezed in my neck Jack.”
“Sorry.” Jack said whilst looking apologetic. Adorably apologetic.
Ianto held up his hands at the ceiling and rolled his eyes. Slowly he walked away from the ill man.
Jack pouted and Ianto just muttered one word. “Shower.”
On his way to the bathroom Ianto came across Owen. “What’s wrong with you then?” Owen asked after taking in that disgusted expression on his face.
“Shower. Need to get Jack’s bodily fluids off me!” Ianto mumbled.
Owen grinned. “Owww. Trouble in paradise? You couldn’t get enough of his bodily fluids in the boardroom yesterday.”
Ianto growled and threw him the dirtiest look he could muster.
Owen chuckled happily as he approached Jack. Jack inquired why he seemed so much happier. And as he examined Jack - against his will- he told him how amusing he thought his last comment was.
“You do realize he’s going to put you on decaf for a long time…” Jack cautiously said.
“Oh yeah. I’m aware. But honestly, it’s worth it!”