She took his hand, and Wash was smiling before he knew it. There was just something about her that brought this out in him, and- and maybe he could actually have this. They were trying, right? Maybe it would actually work out.
And then she leaned in and kissed him, and his face went slack and the bottom dropped out of his world for the second time in about as many minutes.
Oh.
He'd almost forgotten what that felt like.
It took him the space of a few breaths to get his brain back into what passed for working order, and then he was smiling again, squeezing her hand gently. "Well, yeah," he managed, more coherent than he expected himself to be. "You don't get anywhere if you don't try, right?" Of course, he had an unfortunate tendency to not get anywhere no matter how hard he tried, but that wasn't something to think about right now.
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And then she leaned in and kissed him, and his face went slack and the bottom dropped out of his world for the second time in about as many minutes.
Oh.
He'd almost forgotten what that felt like.
It took him the space of a few breaths to get his brain back into what passed for working order, and then he was smiling again, squeezing her hand gently. "Well, yeah," he managed, more coherent than he expected himself to be. "You don't get anywhere if you don't try, right?" Of course, he had an unfortunate tendency to not get anywhere no matter how hard he tried, but that wasn't something to think about right now.