Title: Score
By: Abyssinian
Fandom: Torchwood
Pairing: gen
Warnings/Rating: PG
Category: Drabble
Summary: Ianto's feelings do not keep him from his job.

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Something inside, nudged against his heart. Invisible palms spread out, fingers kneaded like dough. Ianto's eyes flickered in veiled pain as he reached for the cup.

A basketball whizzed by his face. He paused.

"Ianto! What's the score?!" Tosh's gleeful voice, followed by laughter as they all gasped for breath, toppling into one another from momentum.

Had he been paying attention? Somehow he knew the numbers anyway. "7 to 3." He said, looking at them with a friendly, amiable expression. His smile felt so fake.

They never could tell.

He turned away, stacking another cup on top of the other.

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