Happy Birthday, Lizzy!

Pairing- Simon/Kaylee, Unrequited Jayne/Kaylee

Rating- PG13 for language

Story set to and based off of “Mr. Golden Deal” by Tonic.

Mr. Golden Deal

Jayne drained yet another bottle. He was wasting all of the money he’d been saving for that new gun, but that didn’t mean a gorram thing right now. A few rough lookin’ customers were staring at him in open awe. The fact that the merc could put away that much liquor and stay on his feet was something of an amazement. The bartender was a lil pipsqueak of a man, but he managed to summon up the gumption to speak to him. “Sir, I’d say that you’ve had enough,” he said softly.

Jayne gave a half smile. “If’n it was enough, I wouldn’t be still thinkin’ straight. Give me another one. Hell, I’ll buy her one, too,” he told the man gesturing to the whore across the room. She’d been givin’ him the eye all night.

The bartender only nodded, and pulled a fresh bottle from beneath the bar. Jayne didn’t wait for him to pour a shot. He snatched the bottle, and hauled it to his lips.

Mal hadn’t said a word when he’d said he wasn’t comin’ to the service. Guess the Captain knew it was askin’ too damn much. Seein’ Kaylee in white was just too much. He’d caught a glimpse of her in the kitchen last night tryin’ on her dress to show Inara, River, and Zoe. She looked beautiful. Knew he shouldn’t, but Jayne had just stood there for a moment watching her twirl in the frilly thing that Mal had bought her. It felt like the gorram reavers were tearing at his chest.

“Shoulda been me,” he mumbled to no one in particular.

By now, the whore had made her way up to him. “Lookin’ for some company tonight?”

He shook his head. “You ain’t the one.”

“You could pretend if you like. I don’t mind,” she told him coyly. “I bet she’s pretty.”

Jayne took another drink. “Prettier than most, not so pretty as others.”

The whore was beginning to show her frustration. “Musta been somethin’ about this one that got you drinkin’.”

Alcohol