Slim as Dimes, Part 4

By belasera

NC-17…ish

Oh, the things you hear in a cracked spaceship…I’m going back to my first love, Jayne/Kaylee, with a smattering of Simon for good luck.

Spoilers for the BDM!

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“Kaylee”

It was her turn to Shush now,

“Shhhh, no Jayne.”

She wasn’t ready for him to be sayin’ her name, wasn’t ready for anything at all to be said. This was enough, just his breathing like a spent racehorse that she’d missed more than she’d known. For just a flash, she let herself imagine what he looked like, tangled in his sheet, chest rising huge before falling, one arm across his eyes as his cheeks lost their red heat slowly.

She shuddered back a groan that she knew he heard anyway and turned away from the wall, but not before whispering just loud enough.

“Night Jayne.”

He didn’t answer, just turned from her as well and slept, and Kaylee was spent and sleepy enough to admit that she’d listened hard for it.

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Breakfast was a wretch of a time. Simon sat next to her, smiled sweetly at her and Jayne ignored her completely, seemed not a stitch bothered by the situation.

She nearly believed it.

Didn’t matter ‘bout him, anyway, wasn’t really about him, what she knew had to be done. She knew what was needed, though she could barely believe it was the truth. Her and Simon had to be ended. Didn’t matter none about Jayne, it wasn’t gonna be done for his sake. Just a thing that had to be done was all.

She kept reminding herself, when Simon flirted comfortably with her as they washed dishes, when he grabbed her hand after and pulled her to the engine room. It was goodbye, she thought to herself, or maybe even a last try.

She did try, she was there for him, she wrapped her arms around him and didn’t think of another thing in the world, and it so nearly worked that it changed her mind.

A bit longer, a bit more, she could polish them back up until they shined again.

But seemed no shiny thing in the ‘verse could stop her fr