RP: Valentine's Day Who: Jaime, Mal Where: Their room When: some point after Dug's gift delivery, Feb 14, 2010 Rating/Warning: probably smut Summary: Jaime is amused and goes to show Mal what Dug got them Status: Private, ongoing
Jaime was amused by the gift, though less so by the note that came with it. Oh, sure, she knew Dug didn't really understand love, not really, but ... it wasn't like she and Mal were in love. They just ... fucked. He didn't love her, and she didn't love him. It was just ... two people who lived together, had sex, and maybe liked each other.
That was all.
Shaking her head, Jaime carried the box and its slippery contents to the bedroom she shared with Mal. She wasn't expecting anything from him, though she'd made cookies - technically for the whole house, but they were shaped like spaceships, so it was pretty obvious who they were really for.
Leaning in the doorway, she quirked a brow slightly. He looked ... well, suspicious. "What's up with you?"