Challenge 747 - Magnetic personality
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Title: Magnetic personality
Character: Jack, Owen, Ianto
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 200 words
Content notes: none
Author notes: Written for Challenge 747 - Magnet/Magnetism at
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Summary: There's a scientific reason why Jack can't keep his hands to himself. A double drabble.
‘Oh, Jesus,’ Owen swore as he pushed open the door to the supplies cupboard only to find his two teammates in there sucking each other’s faces off. ‘Do you two have to do that in here? I’m trying to finish my inventory of medical supplies.’ He fixed Ianto with a hard glare. ‘The one you kept nagging me about.’
‘Sorry,’ Ianto apologised. ‘I was actually here to grab a fresh box of Band-Aids. Someone cut their finger on overdue paperwork and was making a bloody fuss about it. Didn't think it qualified as a medical emergency.’
‘We’ll take this somewhere else,’ Jack added, seemingly unwilling to give up just yet. ‘There are other parts of me that need tending.’
Owen heaved a sigh. ‘What is it with you two? Can’t you keep your hands off one another for five whole minutes?’
Jack pulled Ianto close, wrapping arms around his waist so that he couldn't get away. ‘What can I say, Owen? He’s like a magnet. Every time I get too close, I just can’t seem to pull back away. He’s just so attractive.’
‘Not that attractive,’ Ianto replied, blushing and pulling away.
Owen sighed. ‘Just… take your physics experiment elsewhere.’
‘Oh, Jesus,’ Owen swore as he pushed open the door to the supplies cupboard only to find his two teammates in there sucking each other’s faces off. ‘Do you two have to do that in here? I’m trying to finish my inventory of medical supplies.’ He fixed Ianto with a hard glare. ‘The one you kept nagging me about.’
‘Sorry,’ Ianto apologised. ‘I was actually here to grab a fresh box of Band-Aids. Someone cut their finger on overdue paperwork and was making a bloody fuss about it. Didn't think it qualified as a medical emergency.’
‘We’ll take this somewhere else,’ Jack added, seemingly unwilling to give up just yet. ‘There are other parts of me that need tending.’
Owen heaved a sigh. ‘What is it with you two? Can’t you keep your hands off one another for five whole minutes?’
Jack pulled Ianto close, wrapping arms around his waist so that he couldn't get away. ‘What can I say, Owen? He’s like a magnet. Every time I get too close, I just can’t seem to pull back away. He’s just so attractive.’
‘Not that attractive,’ Ianto replied, blushing and pulling away.
Owen sighed. ‘Just… take your physics experiment elsewhere.’
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Date: 2023-02-12 11:11 am (UTC)