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Title: Damn
Fandom: Firefly
Characters: Mal/Inara
Prompt: #000 Christmas Eve. Possibly Mal pestering Inara about her present for him... or Mal angsting about what present to get Inara.
Word Count: 200
Rating: G
Summary: He’s standing over her, a playful glint in his eyes and she can barely take it.
Notes: Written for

songandsilence. November 18. I was hit with inspiration for both sides of the prompt, so it’s a double drabble. Enjoy! :)

He’s standing over her, a playful glint in his eyes and she can barely take it.

It’s just too much.

For the past hour he’s done nothing but watch her and give her pointed looks and it’s way past time that she threw him out.

She shoots him a glare. “Mal, I’m not telling you again,” she says warningly.

He grins. Cockily. “Oh yeah?”

She doesn’t say anything but grits her teeth.

“C’mon, Inara! Just say it. Say it an’ I’ll go.”

She’s tempted to tell him there and then, but…

No.

“You can wait for Christmas like everybody else.”

+++

He only tries to find out what Inara got him for Christmas because he doesn’t rightly know what to get her. If stealing a look at her present to him means getting some idea of that, then so be it.

He stands over her, watches her, for nearly an hour.

“Mal, I’m not telling you again,” she says. Her eyes are alight with passion that makes his stomach churn.

He forces a grin. “Oh yeah?”

Nothing.

“C’mon, Inara! Just say it. Say it an’ I’ll go.”

Her eyes narrow.

He waits.

“You can wait for Christmas like everybody else.”

Damn.