Title: Odd, Isn't It?
Summary: "Simon stared at the glass of whiskey, trying to get up the energy to take the shot."
Rating: Adult
Characters: Jayne, Simon
Spoilers/Timeline: No spoilers
Author's Note: Written for ana_grrl@LJ, with the prompt "underwater," "space," and "gravity." First slash piece ever.
Simon stared at the glass of whiskey, trying to get up the energy to take the shot. "I don't think," he slurred, "that this is such a good idea. I am already far beyond intoxicated."
Jayne snorted, taking his own shot. "'Course it's not. Take the damn shot, doc."
Obediently, Simon picked up the glass, careful not to shake and slosh the liquid onto the table. Bringing it to his lips was harder than he expected; he felt as if he was moving underwater. Finally he managed to swallow the liquid, dropping the glass to the table with a thunk. "Odd, isn't it." Jayne gave him a funny look. "'s like, all the laws of physics work when you're drunk, like gravity, but your body doesn't seem to. Doesn't seem right."
"That so, doc?"
Thinking Jayne wasn't nearly as drunk as he should be, Simon frowned. "Like, body functions. Speech, motor functions, sexual organs. They don't work quite right when your intoxicated. But you can fall down jus' fine."
The bigger man raised an eyebrow as he poured another shot. "Sexual organs? Doc, you hittin' on me?"
Blinking, Simon thought about it. He hadn't been, but now that it was out there, it didn't seem like a half-bad idea. "What if I was?" he asked, watching for a reaction through liquor-blurred eyes.
Jayne leaned across the table, another shot of whiskey in his glass. "I'd be askin' myself what would a prettified Core doctor like you be wantin' with an ape man like me."
Their faces were perilously close together, the space between them hot with whiskey-scent. The alcohol ran through Simon's veins like molten lead, both heating him and slowing him down. It took him almost a minute to think of what he wanted to say in response.
It was almost too bad he was kissing Jayne by then, because it was a really good comeback.
END
Summary: "Simon stared at the glass of whiskey, trying to get up the energy to take the shot."
Rating: Adult
Characters: Jayne, Simon
Spoilers/Timeline: No spoilers
Author's Note: Written for ana_grrl@LJ, with the prompt "underwater," "space," and "gravity." First slash piece ever.
Simon stared at the glass of whiskey, trying to get up the energy to take the shot. "I don't think," he slurred, "that this is such a good idea. I am already far beyond intoxicated."
Jayne snorted, taking his own shot. "'Course it's not. Take the damn shot, doc."
Obediently, Simon picked up the glass, careful not to shake and slosh the liquid onto the table. Bringing it to his lips was harder than he expected; he felt as if he was moving underwater. Finally he managed to swallow the liquid, dropping the glass to the table with a thunk. "Odd, isn't it." Jayne gave him a funny look. "'s like, all the laws of physics work when you're drunk, like gravity, but your body doesn't seem to. Doesn't seem right."
"That so, doc?"
Thinking Jayne wasn't nearly as drunk as he should be, Simon frowned. "Like, body functions. Speech, motor functions, sexual organs. They don't work quite right when your intoxicated. But you can fall down jus' fine."
The bigger man raised an eyebrow as he poured another shot. "Sexual organs? Doc, you hittin' on me?"
Blinking, Simon thought about it. He hadn't been, but now that it was out there, it didn't seem like a half-bad idea. "What if I was?" he asked, watching for a reaction through liquor-blurred eyes.
Jayne leaned across the table, another shot of whiskey in his glass. "I'd be askin' myself what would a prettified Core doctor like you be wantin' with an ape man like me."
Their faces were perilously close together, the space between them hot with whiskey-scent. The alcohol ran through Simon's veins like molten lead, both heating him and slowing him down. It took him almost a minute to think of what he wanted to say in response.
It was almost too bad he was kissing Jayne by then, because it was a really good comeback.
END
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