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Entry tags:
- firefly,
- infidelity,
- mal,
- river,
- shortfic,
- wash/simon,
- wash/zoe,
- zoe
F: Diversion
Fandom: Firefly
Pairing: Wash/Simon
Warnings: Infidelity
Rating: PG
Summary: Wash and Simon are caught in an inopportune place at an inopportune time. For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
15pairings.
They're more or less decent, except in the way that they're all pressed up together in a small corner for which there's no real other use but making out. Okay with the relationship as a thing on the side Zoe might be, but Wash still isn't overkeen on waving it about in front of her -- or, indeed, in front of Mal, who would no doubt get the wrong idea and give him a solid punch. Zoe'd explain things to him, no doubt, but he'd still have been punched. Hard.
He pokes Simon gently to get his attention and then speaks in something that's barely even a whisper, counting on the doc's good hearing. "Got any ideas, oh criminal mastermind?"
Simon has the sense to be just as quiet, nodding slightly. "We need some kind of diversion."
Wash thinks about that for a frantic minute that's actually only a few seconds. "You notice what we haven't got, doc?"
Simon nods again. His eyes close as he thinks about it, and Wash reflects on the temptations of kissing him. He's already looking rather tousled, of course, and flushed, and his lips are moist and slightly parted and really tempting. Wash starts to reflect on how much that good solid punch is going to hurt -- a rather safer topic, if less enchanting.
"If we could -- "
Simon breaks off as something makes a loud meowing noise. Wash grabs him just before he moves out of the tiny alcove, and finds him grinning in an almost uncharacteristic and certainly unexpected way. "What's so funny?"
"River's our diversion."
Crazy sisters are, apparently, an advantage, Wash reflects, as Simon drags him off to the safety of his room. Pity his sisters were both sane in that disturbingly practical and grounded way.
Pairing: Wash/Simon
Warnings: Infidelity
Rating: PG
Summary: Wash and Simon are caught in an inopportune place at an inopportune time. For
15pairings.They're more or less decent, except in the way that they're all pressed up together in a small corner for which there's no real other use but making out. Okay with the relationship as a thing on the side Zoe might be, but Wash still isn't overkeen on waving it about in front of her -- or, indeed, in front of Mal, who would no doubt get the wrong idea and give him a solid punch. Zoe'd explain things to him, no doubt, but he'd still have been punched. Hard.
He pokes Simon gently to get his attention and then speaks in something that's barely even a whisper, counting on the doc's good hearing. "Got any ideas, oh criminal mastermind?"
Simon has the sense to be just as quiet, nodding slightly. "We need some kind of diversion."
Wash thinks about that for a frantic minute that's actually only a few seconds. "You notice what we haven't got, doc?"
Simon nods again. His eyes close as he thinks about it, and Wash reflects on the temptations of kissing him. He's already looking rather tousled, of course, and flushed, and his lips are moist and slightly parted and really tempting. Wash starts to reflect on how much that good solid punch is going to hurt -- a rather safer topic, if less enchanting.
"If we could -- "
Simon breaks off as something makes a loud meowing noise. Wash grabs him just before he moves out of the tiny alcove, and finds him grinning in an almost uncharacteristic and certainly unexpected way. "What's so funny?"
"River's our diversion."
Crazy sisters are, apparently, an advantage, Wash reflects, as Simon drags him off to the safety of his room. Pity his sisters were both sane in that disturbingly practical and grounded way.