Just Imagine...

Dancing's Not A Crime

Tosh didn't dare look at Gwen, Jack, or Ianto after admitting that she'd rather dance with Sam than Owen.
Well it wasn't exactly true. It was just that Gwen and lanto were right - Sam was incredibly charming, attractive, and fun, and while Owen could be all those things too, Sam was just... different, and Tosh would be less shy dancing with her.
  "Well why should Sam and Owen get all the fun?" Ianto asked, "Tosh, would you like to dance with me?"
Tosh whipped her head around in surprise to look at him.
"Really?" She asked.
"Of course." Ianto murmured with a sweet smile.
"Oh don't worry," Jack said sarcastically as Ianto wriggled out of his arms, "I don't mind at all."
"Perfect." Ianto said, evidently biting his lip to keep from laughing as Jack's mouth dropped open in shock. "Shall we?" Ianto said to Tosh, holding out his hand for her. Tosh smiled, giggling, and accepted his invitation, stepping out into the space Sam and Owen had sloppily cleared.
"Jack's gonna kill you, you know." Tosh murmured.
Ianto just chuckled.
"He doesn't have the balls," he replied with a cheeky smile and a wink, "I would know."
Tosh couldn't stop herself from laughing again, louder this time, and Owen and Sam froze. Tosh didn't see, but rather felt Owen staring at her.
"Whatchu lookin' at?" Sam slurred, "Big T? She's pretty."
Tosh blushed and Ianto quirked an eyebrow at her.
"Shut up." She hissed at him.
"I didn't say anything." Ianto murmured - which ironically said everything.
"You got a big ol' crush on her!" Sam teased Owen, prodding him in the chest with one finger.
"No." Owen muttered.
"Yes!" Sam insisted.
"No!"
  "Yes!"
"Yes."
"YES!"
"Idiots." Ianto whispered with a grin.
"IANTOOOOO!" Jack whined loudly.
"And there's yours." Tosh giggled. Ianto just rolled his eyes.
"What, Jack?" He asked.
"Will you save the last dance for me?" Jack asked, pouting.
Tosh squeaked as Ianto suddenly twirled her around.
"This is the last dance, Jack," he murmured, "sorry."