Disclaimer: Joss is the creator, I’m just playing puppet master.
Challenge the ninety-third - lightbulbs
Characters: River, Kaylee, Jayne
Summary: Light crackling with uncertainty and longing to glow, that’s how it feels.
A/N: In a perfect world, I was gonna write different pov’s of this same situation. Then two quizzes, a mid-term, and homework got in the way.
It hits her like a light bulb sparking to life after long disuse. Brilliant flares of light crackling with uncertainty and longing to glow as brightly as they once did. Only it’s not her brain pan that’s sending off the weak flare. It’s little Miss Kaylee’s. She sees somethin’ new, somethin’ she ain’t never seen before. And it’s not in Simon’s direction. It’s a pity. He’s a boob who can’t verbally copulate properly, but then neither can the one in Kaylee’s line of sight. ‘Course he exudes a power that her poor brother can’t.
She’s spent her own nights in her bunk, wondering if he had to touch and taste everything.
Little Kaylee hadn’t though, and these thoughts frightened her, heightened her own senses. Her skin revolted, made her bones throb. River eyes Jayne wearily. Not fair, she’d felt the flickering first.