Characters: Tosh, Owen.
Written For: Challenge 538: Incline at tw100.
Summary: Owen and Tosh are at odds over the flowers for their wedding.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
“I don’t know, Owen. I mean, I’m not saying you’re wrong exactly, it’s all a matter of opinion, but I’m inclined to agree with Ianto.” Tosh smiled apologetically at her fiancé.
“You’re siding with your friend over your husband to be?” Owen asked incredulously.
“Well, you have to admit Ianto has excellent taste, and you… well, you know I love you the way you are, I wouldn’t change anything about you, but…”
“I’m tasteless, I get it.” Owen slumped onto the sofa.
“Not tasteless, just not elegant,” Tosh replied. “Chrysanthemums are lovely, but roses will be better for my bouquet.”