Burning Cosmos {A Torchwood Story Three} [COMPLETED]

26. Fluff Time

I'm in the flat trying to make composite sketches of the creature we spotted earlier this week using reported sightings, but Owen keeps walking around in his tight jeans and bending down to get stuff in his tight jeans and distracting me with his tight jeans. Those jeans really are quite tight.

Okay Evelina, no more putting it off. Time Lords don't get nervous, they get to the point, and you're about to do that now.
"Owen?" I ask delicately, and he stops stirring his coffee at the kitchen island to look up.
"Do you think we could... you know... go out? On a date? A proper one, you know, with romance and shit. You know, since we said we love each other."

A light emerges from his face via the upturn of his lips, and his grin makes me reciprocate. He looks like he's been waiting for me to say that forever.
"You're saying I get to show you my romantic side?" he asks, and I raise an eyebrow.
"So you're admitting that you're not a romantic every other day?"
"Shut up," he laughs.

Finishing stirring, he puts the spoon in the sink and carries the mug over to the coffee table. I lean to take and drink it, and like normal he lowers the mug and kisses my lips before I can.
"I've wanted to take you on a date for a while now," he says, and I ask him why he hasn't asked before.
He shrugs. "Too nervous, then the Gwen stuff, then the Diane stuff, then the Rift stuff, then the dead stuff, then the Gallifrey stuff. Never got a chance, I guess - there's always something going on."

I hum in agreeance. "Can't really have a personal life in Torchwood. That's why I settled for my co-worker."
He sticks his tongue out at my joke, and I ruffle his hair with a smile.
"Right," he announces, standing up and allowing me time to smack his butt again, "I'm gonna get ready for chasing that alien with Jack and Ianto. See you." He walks into his bedroom, and I pick up my pencil whilst smiling. I have a date with Owen Harper!

Suddenly I hear a scream, and Owen leaps out of his room. Immediately I'm in defense mode - stood up with feet poised to move, random doodad in my pocket ready to be used - and he points.
"Go in there. Go in!"

I walk into the room slowly, stealthy... to find nothing there.
I put down the spanner I grabbed from my coat. "Owen, don't play me; I'm trying to work."
"No, no, no - look," he says, tone high, and points to a piece of skirting board near his desk.
I near it, still alert, but there's still nothing there. "Owen, I need to get back to-"
"Look!"
I huff and squint, but all I can see is a spider.

I bend down and pick it up. "Well hi there little one, where did you come from?" I ask it, and I hear a strangled screech from Owen. I turn to him, the spider scurrying over my turning hands.
"Is it the spider?"
He responds by taking a small step backwards, and I scoff at him. Spiders? He's afraid of spiders? How have I not known this before, this is hilarious! Think of all the things I could make him do just by threatening to get a spider... Wow, this has opened a new door for me.

At the same time, Owen gets the same idea, and runs. And naturally, I chase him!

Owen's POV

"Come on, or we're gonna be late for the reservation!"

I come out of my bedroom to the kitchen, and my jaw drops.

Evelina stands peering at her time-travel armband in an emerald green cocktail dress, her long brown hair silky and hanging over one shoulder. She has on a thin layer of brown mascara that makes her cosmic eyes pop, and some pale pink lipgloss, making her smile shine even more. She is so amazingly beautiful; if I had breath it would be stolen.

I think I just made some sort of keening noise, because she looks up at me and grins. "Well come on then, handsome, or we'll miss the reservation! You look dashing."
I bow low. "All for you. Where are we going, anyway?"
"The Wales Millennium Centre. Thought we'd have a nice dinner in their Ffresh restaurant, then go see the play that's on this month."
I nod as I walk towards her. "And, may I ask," I say with the start of a smirk, "what play is this?"