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16 September 2009 @ 12:01 pm
[ficlet] Unrequited  
Title: Unrequited
Author: tiptoe39
Characters: Jack, Owen
Rating: PG
Summary: Written for a request. Summary: Jack finds out Owen's been sleeping with Gwen. He's pissed. (I don't remember if this was covered in canon, but you can consider this an AU if you like.)



Jack's found out. That I can tell by the stony look on his face as he storms in and lumbers down the steps like a pissed bull. I give him a benign stare. He can be the first to shout. I'm not in the mood.

"How dare you?" he says.

"Pretty easily, actually," I tell him. "Why, upset you didn't have the bollocks to do it yourself, Jack?"

"She has a boyfriend," he said.

"So do you, if I recall. Didn't stop you from playing ultra-phallic target practice with her." I look down at the body I'm dissecting, trying to sound casual. "The old showing-her-how-to-shoot canard? That's pretty old, even for you, don't you think?"

"Don't make this about me," he says with a warning tone.

I set down my scalpel, disgusted, and not just with the smell. "But it is about you, isn't it?" I demand. "Or rather, it's about it not being you. Not you who gets to comfort her. Not you who gets to touch her. You thought you could add to your little harem by bringing Gwen on board, and you're pissed someone else got to her first."

"I told her when she started here," he says, "don't let the outside fade away. She needs that anchor. She needs a stable relationship outside of Torchwood. It keeps her human."

"It keeps her unsatisfied. Unfulfilled," I counter. "Is that what you want for her? I don't call that looking out for her interests. Unless.."

I come round the table to face him. A slow grin crawls across my face. "Unless it hasn't been her you've been thinking about all this time. Oh, no, say it ain't so, Jack! Don't tell me you've been waiting all this time for me to look round and see you standing there."

"What in the hell are you talking about?" His brow furrows.

"I'm flattered!" I declare, approaching him, smiling widely. "To think, all this time, it's been me you were after. Why didn't you tell me, Jack? I know I'm no Ianto, but I've long suspected I was pretty enough for you to shag. What's a little infidelity between friends, eh?" I slap a hand on his shoulder.

Abruptly, he grabs me by the lapel and kisses me.

It's a brutal kiss, a savage thing devoid of emotion or even lust. Ice rips through my gut. I'm helpless against the invasive thrust of his tongue. It's not passionate in the slightest, just violent. I think I'm going to be sick.

He throws me backward so suddenly I stumble to the floor. "Is that what you wanted?" he shouts. "You were hoping I'd break down and show some rank hypocrisy, so you could sit there all smug for the rest of your career? Is that the reaction you were hoping for? Well, forget it. If you ever go near her again, you're out!"

He storms up the stairs and slams his office door.

As for me, I stay on the floor. It's cold, and I can't breathe. I put a trembling hand to my lips. "That's not what I wanted," I say quietly to the empty room. "Not at all."

 
 
 
Moorishmoorishflower on September 16th, 2009 04:55 pm (UTC)
;_____; Owennnnnnn <3

Owen is my favorite character, but you do an excellent job of showing why a lot of people don't like him; he is petty, and jealous, and he can be incredibly mean and small-minded. I focus so much on the parts of him that I like (hurr hurr) that I tend to forget he's such a big brat in the first season. So well done for reminding me! <3
Tiptoe39tiptoe39 on September 16th, 2009 05:10 pm (UTC)
Somehow that feels like a left-handed compliment. I actually had more sympathy for him writing this because his pissy behavior was coming from deep-seated unrequited feelings for Jack, and I tried to make that obvious by the end... but maybe I didn't succeed. I heard their conversation so clearly in my head, but I guess it didn't translate well.

I still read it, though, and think, god, poor Owen. So... I didn't mean to portray him as a brat, or, rather, I did, but a sympathetic brat... a guy who lashes out because of his own issues, not because he's a truly mean-spirited person but because it's the only way he can protect himself.
Moorishmoorishflower on September 16th, 2009 08:02 pm (UTC)
It was a compliment; I think a lot of it is in interpretation, too. *hug* I just didn't interpret it the same way you did, but I still liked it.
Tiptoe39: drama queen franknfurtertiptoe39 on September 16th, 2009 08:04 pm (UTC)
Yeah, it occurred to me when I was on the metro on the way to work that I shouldn't have complained that you see it differently than i do. Just don't want you to think I took up your prompt deliberately to take the piss out of Owen; I like him too!

EDIT: And by the way, thank you for the prompt, thank you for commenting, and thank you for not taking my head off when I responded like a brat. You're a good friend and I appreciate your indulgence.

Edited at 2009-09-16 08:06 pm (UTC)
Moorishmoorishflower on September 16th, 2009 08:32 pm (UTC)
There's no indulgence, I like reading what you write, and I like talking to you about it. :) There's no reason to take someone's head off just because they see something in a different light. *many kisses*