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xfirefly9x) wrote2007-06-14 04:43 pm
xfirefly9x) wrote2007-06-14 04:43 pm
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#038 Now? (Mal/Jayne) ...because I haven't written enough Firefly lately
Title: Now?
Fandom: Firefly
Characters: Mal/Jayne
Prompt: #038 Touch // #000 Now or never
Word Count: 192
Rating: PG
Summary: Mal and Jayne play dangerously close the water...while drunk.
Notes: Written for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
fanfic100 and ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
death_merchant. It gets a little...wacky.
“It’s now or never, Jayne,” Mal slurred, drunkenly. “Now or…n…n…never!” He slapped the mercenary on the back and offered him a cocky grin, while swaying dangerously close to the waters’ edge.
Jayne smirked and grabbed at his hand playfully, wrapping it around his waist and inadvertently tangling their limbs.
“Now or never,” he repeated, stifling a giggle. He stumbled slightly and almost fell, but somehow managed to remain upright. Clutching at Mal’s shirt to steady himself, he buried his head in the captain’s neck.
For a moment they stood still, the effects of the alcohol temporarily disengaged.
The moment didn’t last long.
Mal choked out a giggle and reached out to pat Jayne on the head, changing his mind at the last second and spiking it up between his fingers instead. He leaned in closer. “Now or nev – argh!”
He flailed wildly as the water came up towards him fast, Jayne alongside him. Had Jayne not knotted their limbs together earlier, one of them may have survived, but since he had….
SPLASH!!!
Several seconds passed before both of them emerged, spluttering. Another few seconds passed while they caught their breath. Then…
“Now?”
Fandom: Firefly
Characters: Mal/Jayne
Prompt: #038 Touch // #000 Now or never
Word Count: 192
Rating: PG
Summary: Mal and Jayne play dangerously close the water...while drunk.
Notes: Written for
fanfic100 and death_merchant. It gets a little...wacky.“It’s now or never, Jayne,” Mal slurred, drunkenly. “Now or…n…n…never!” He slapped the mercenary on the back and offered him a cocky grin, while swaying dangerously close to the waters’ edge.
Jayne smirked and grabbed at his hand playfully, wrapping it around his waist and inadvertently tangling their limbs.
“Now or never,” he repeated, stifling a giggle. He stumbled slightly and almost fell, but somehow managed to remain upright. Clutching at Mal’s shirt to steady himself, he buried his head in the captain’s neck.
For a moment they stood still, the effects of the alcohol temporarily disengaged.
The moment didn’t last long.
Mal choked out a giggle and reached out to pat Jayne on the head, changing his mind at the last second and spiking it up between his fingers instead. He leaned in closer. “Now or nev – argh!”
He flailed wildly as the water came up towards him fast, Jayne alongside him. Had Jayne not knotted their limbs together earlier, one of them may have survived, but since he had….
SPLASH!!!
Several seconds passed before both of them emerged, spluttering. Another few seconds passed while they caught their breath. Then…
“Now?”
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