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[evocation]

This is Kyna. You should just text me if you actually want me to answer.

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[evocation]

[She's trying to picture it--a younger Wash stuck outside the ship, too afraid to use the pack because his teammates were screwing with him, and she's already grinning.]

Oh my God. What did she do?

[hardwearing]

She got me right in the crotch with it, and yanked me into the ship.

I never lived it down. Hauled in by my balls.

[evocation]

[He's not even kidding. He's totally serious when he says it, and Kyna bursts out laughing, which is a mistake, because it feels like being stabbed repeatedly in the side.]

Fuck, ow.

[She manages to dial it down to breathless giggling, but she can't stop, and it still hurts.]

Are you screwing with me?

[hardwearing]

Unfortunately, I'm not. It happened, and the others never let me forget it.

[ It's good to hear her laugh, even if it's painful -- which has him pulling out his phone to call the clinic. ]

You okay?

[evocation]

[She waves a hand dismissively.]

I'm fine.

[Just sore as hell.]

I hope you don't think I'm gonna let you forget it. I thought you were cool, Wash.

[hardwearing]

Oh, you're completely wrong. I'm not cool. Badass, but not cool.

[evocation]

Hot and badass doesn't equal out to cool?

[hardwearing]

[ Wash shakes his head, as if he's an expert on the matter. ]

Three totally different concepts.

[evocation]

Bullshit they are. Are you saying I was just tricked by your pretty face and cool armor or something?

[hardwearing]

[ ...okay that's a bit more of a compliment than he can field without blushing, pink rising beneath his freckles. ]

Yes. Gotcha.

[evocation]

[God, he's so cute. Kyna grins, sitting up a little.]

You're blushing.

[hardwearing]

[ Well there's no use denying it when he can feel his cheeks burning. He just holds up his phone. ]

I'm calling the clinic.

[ Can he flee the room tho? ]

[evocation]

[Nope. Kyna's sitting up fully now, reaching for his free hand. Her smile is turning into something more mischievous.]

Have you seriously never been called hot before?

[hardwearing]

[ Kynaaaaaaa. ]

Never so persistently.

[evocation]

[She pulls herself up onto her knees, which takes a little more care than usual because of her ribs, but it's doable. Kyna settles her hands on his chest, head tilting.]

Oh, sorry. I thought I actually had to work at getting you all flustered.

[hardwearing]

I'm not flustered.

[ He totally is. And also trying to ease her back down because she's supposed to be resting goddamnit. ]

[evocation]

[Resting is for chumps. And she'll ease back a little, but only after looping her arms around his neck.]

Man, I can't even get you to blush while we're having sex, and this is all it takes?

[hardwearing]

[ Wash sighs through his nose, even as his hands settle on her hips. ]

That's different.

[evocation]

[She presses against him, and this time, she sounds genuinely curious rather than teasing.]

Different how?

[hardwearing]

[ Kyna don't do this to him your ribs are busted. ]

I-- it just is? It's like I'm in a different gear or something.

[evocation]

[Sorry, Wash. Kyna is very close, leaning into him and ignoring the twinge in her ribs.]

Do people not flirt with you or something?

[hardwearing]

I mean, sometimes. I don't really know what to do with it, though.

[ He's a CO. It's not appropriate. ]

[evocation]

So I'm teaching you, is that what you're saying?

[hardwearing]

No, I meant... it's just been a long time since I've actually been in a position to do something about being flirted with. Some of the recruits on Chorus seem interested but it wouldn't be right.

And even when it was appropriate, I've never been very good about flirting back.

[ He's not smooth. He'd always gotten flustered like this. ]

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It's okay.

[She leans up, lips pressing against his for a moment.]

You're doing fine with me.