Characters: Owen, Tosh, Gwen, Ianto.
Written For: Challenge 576: Naked at tw100.
Summary: Owen is having a very bad day; surely it can’t get any worse?
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double Drabble.
Everybody’s had those dreams where they find themselves at work naked, surrounded by their colleagues. Owen could only wish this was just a dream; the last thing he wanted was to be flashing everything he’d got in front of the people he had to work with, but it wasn’t like he had much choice.
“Don’t worry, Owen,” Tosh said cheerfully. “As far as I can tell your clothes are still there, they’re just not visible. It’s actually a very interesting effect.” She walked slowly around him, studying him from every angle while Gwen stood there sniggering.
“I don’t care how interesting you think it is, just make my things visible again!”
“Oh, trust me Owen,” Ianto smirked, “Your things are perfectly visible, if a little on the small side. I’m sure we can chalk that up to you feeling a bit self-conscious though. It’s perfectly understandable.”
Owen’s blush deepened. “The least one of you bastards could do is loan me a coat!”
“That wouldn’t do any good, I’m afraid. Anything you wear will be just as invisible as the clothes you’ve got on.” Tosh smiled sympathetically. “Don’t worry though, the effect should wear off in a few days.”