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m_findlowTitle: A head for things
Fandom: Torchwood
Characters: Owen, Jack, Ianto
Author: m_findlow
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 200 words
Content notes: none
Author notes: Written for Challenge 325 - Cosy at ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
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drabble_zoneSummary: Owen's headwear is less fashionable than functional. A double drabble.
‘Well. it must be said that the 2007 Debenhams winter hat collection leaves something to be desired,’ Ianto remarked as Owen and Jack got out of the SUV.
Jack burst out laughing and Owen scowled at him. ‘Oi, you promised you wouldn’t laugh!’
Jack doubled over, still laughing, resting hands on his knees until he could get his composure back. ‘I know, but you have no idea how long I've been holding that in,’ he replied, wiping tears from his eyes. Only on pain of death had he kept his mouth shut so far, but it was hard work when it was just so hilarious. He thought he might explode from the effort.
‘You know, we do have containment units for housing riftugees,’ Ianto observed, continuing to stare at Owen’s head.
‘Don’t you think I know that?’ he grouched. ‘Just get this stupid thing off me!’
‘Aw, but it looks so cosy curled up there!’ Jack teased, grinning with amusement that their latest find had chosen to nest itself in Owen’s hair. ‘And I’ll bet it’s kept you nice and toasty in the process,’ he added. ‘It’s mighty cold out there tonight.’
‘I’ll stick to a beanie from now on.’
‘Well. it must be said that the 2007 Debenhams winter hat collection leaves something to be desired,’ Ianto remarked as Owen and Jack got out of the SUV.
Jack burst out laughing and Owen scowled at him. ‘Oi, you promised you wouldn’t laugh!’
Jack doubled over, still laughing, resting hands on his knees until he could get his composure back. ‘I know, but you have no idea how long I've been holding that in,’ he replied, wiping tears from his eyes. Only on pain of death had he kept his mouth shut so far, but it was hard work when it was just so hilarious. He thought he might explode from the effort.
‘You know, we do have containment units for housing riftugees,’ Ianto observed, continuing to stare at Owen’s head.
‘Don’t you think I know that?’ he grouched. ‘Just get this stupid thing off me!’
‘Aw, but it looks so cosy curled up there!’ Jack teased, grinning with amusement that their latest find had chosen to nest itself in Owen’s hair. ‘And I’ll bet it’s kept you nice and toasty in the process,’ he added. ‘It’s mighty cold out there tonight.’
‘I’ll stick to a beanie from now on.’
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Date: 2022-12-24 11:11 am (UTC)