The Princess Bride Who: Jayne and Max (with a brief cameo by Elias) What: Cuteness and cuddling When: 10.13 - Thursday evening Where: Lasko boys' digs Warning: Adorableness, duh.
Max had dropped by a local pizza place and grabbed three large pizzas for dinner. He'd left Jayne's kitten in Elias' care and figured food was a good thank you for kittencare. Not that he'd had to do much. It was a kitten. It had probably spent the whole time napping in his twin's lap or menacing his toes. Kittens weren't exactly a lot of work.
Letting Jayne take their pizza downstairs, he headed up to Eli's room with the other two. He had no idea where Josh was. Maybe getting his stuff from the hotel. Of course, he couldn't wait until Max got home to help him. Figures. "Hey, I come bearing food," he said. "And good news, Jayne not only got the soundproofing spell, but Cath is hiring, so she's going to work at his bookshop. And he's going to tutor her in badass witchery." Yeah, it had been a good day all around. "Okay, where is he? You don't get your pizza until I see the little black furball."
The kitten hadn't been any work at all. Elias had been in his room most of the afternoon anyway, the little fuzzball taking up residence on his lap and snoozing most of the time that he had him in his care. When Max returned and demanded a trade, Elias wasn't reluctant to give him up. "He's got sharp little claws for something so tiny," he said, handing over the kitten in exchange for the pizza. "Awesome on all counts. Thanks for the pizza and for the soundproofing spell. I hope you plan to put that into effect ASAP," he teased, flashing a little smile at his brother. "And get her to do my room while you're at it. And maybe Josh's," he said as an afterthought. "Did you guys get all your crap taken care of?" he asked.
Yeah, he'd figured. Max chuckled and tucked the kitten in the inside pocket of his jacket. It was teeny tiny and fit perfectly, so it would be a good hiding place. "Aww, did the wittle baby kitten hurt you?" he teased. "Wuss. Your hand is bigger than his whole body." He dropped the pizza on Elias' desk. "Yeah," he said. "We have our marriage license and she's now legally a Lasko. Apparently, she really likes us." Picking up Josh's pizza, he headed for the door. "I'll leave this in Josh's room. He around?"
"Ass," he replied to his brother's teasing. "Be glad you married her," he commented. "Divorce is too expensive so she's stuck with you whether she likes it or not," he teased. As for Josh, Elias shrugged. "Maybe?" he told him. "I know he was here earlier but I haven't been keeping tabs." He didn't really want to have any more awkward conversations with the older Lasko. He was alive and safe, that was about all that mattered to Elias really.
"She loves me," he defended. "It's you two who might drive her off." He grinned, then shrugged. "Probably getting his crap from his hotel room. You know Josh. It's like cutting an arm off for him to ask for help with that kind of thing. At least he'll have a good appetite worked up." He opened the door. "Thanks for kitten sitting. You need anymore ice or anything before I disappear into my room with Jayne for the rest of the night?"
"Nah, I'm good," Elias told him. "Thanks though." He was already mentally preparing himself for the squeal that would no doubt be resounding from the basement as soon as she saw that little fuzzy creature. "I'll cover my ears til she's done screaming," he commented.
Max snickered and and headed downstairs, dropping off the pizza for Josh in the kitchen and leaving a note on top so his older brother knew it was for him. Grabbing a couple of beers, he headed down into the basement. All of the kitten's stuff was down in the basement, so that he could shut the door and the little creature wouldn't terrorize his brothers too much. "Hey baby," he greeted. "Wanna watch a movie?" Josh had reminded him of the Princess Bride this morning, and now he wondered if Jayne had even seen it. "Also, close your eyes. I have another surprise for you."
Jayne had changed out of her school uniform and into her Pajamas. She knew she wasn't going to be going anywhere that evening and she was too tired to worry about doing anything but curling up with Max and eating some pizza to think about being spontaneous and leaving for any reason. When Max came in and asked if she wanted to watch a movie, she turned her attention towards him. "Sure," she said. But then he told her to close her eyes and she raised a brow at him. "What are you up to?" she asked him, though she closed her eyes anyway. "You're being sneaky, Max."
The silky red princess jammies definitely suited her. Max took a moment to enjoy the view before setting the beers down next to the pizza. Grinning impishly, he shook his head at her accusation. "Trouble," he told her. "Like always." Removing the squirming kitten from his jacket and dropping him into Jayne's lap, Max shrugged out of his jacket and waited for Jayne's reaction.
She felt the little kitten as he began to wriggle around in her lap and she opened her eyes, a smile slipping over her lips as she lifted the teeny little kitty to look him over. "Max," she breathed, the smile widening. "He's adorable," she went on, obviously already entirely in love with the cat. Taking a moment to check to make sure the kitty was indeed a he, she then reached out for Max to pull him by his shirt into a kiss. "I love him," she murmured against his lips. "And his name is Binx."
Max grinned at her reaction, letting Jayne pull him down but careful not to fall over on her. "You're welcome," he said. "Consider him a late wedding present. Now you are all ready to get your witch on. You got your spellbook and your black cat." He grinned and sprawled out next to her, reaching out to scratch Binx behind his teeny ears. "That's what I was going to suggest." Max loved Hocus Pocus and Binx was the coolest magic cat ever. "No one's surprised. We share a brain."
They did indeed share a brain, as if she didn't already know that. "Thank you," she said one more time. "I really do love him. Rupert was allergic to everything under the sun," she sighed. "Binx here is actually my first pet ever, so thank you." It helped that the kitty was the most adorable thing that she'd ever seen. "What movie do you want to watch, love?"
"Mine too," he admitted. "We moved too much to actually have pets." Which was the story of his life about just about everything. "So he's going to be totally spoiled. He has Elias wrapped around his little paw already. I put his stuff in the storage room, I can move it in here if you want real quick." It was two dishes and a little box. It'd take two minutes. Tops.
"You ever seen The Princess Bride?" He couldn't imagine she hadn't. It was like the best movie that ever existed. "Josh quoted it this morning when we were waiting for the evil cat bitch to wake up. I haven't seen it in ages. It's awesome, though."
"Well now you're not going anywhere," she smiled. "And yeah, he'll be spoiled. Entirely." She fully intended to do all she could to make the little kitten rotten to the core. "Probably a good idea," she agreed. "Just in case he has to potty or anything." No need for messes if they could be avoided.
"No," she told him, shaking her head a little. "What's it about?" she asked. The movie was older than she was so she hadn't even heard of it if she was being entirely honest.
"Okay, be right back," Max kissed Jayne and headed over quick to get the litterbox and food and water dish. It took him like thirty seconds. Setting them both in the bathroom, he leaned down and scooped up Binx. "Let me show him where they are," he said. On his way over, he went over to the shelf above his desk where his limited DVD collection was housed. It was one thing he had kept, although he'd started replacing the DVDs with digital copies on his laptop. More portable and shit. He tossed the DVD on the bed. "See for yourself," he told her. He wasn't giving anything away. That would spoil the awesome a little.
Max dropped Binx in his litterbox, so he knew where it was. The food and water were nearby, he was sure the kitten could figure out that much. Then he headed into the bedroom again. "Sound good?" he asked as he plopped back down next to her and opened one beer for her, than his own.
She returned the kiss and let him grab the litterbox and the dishes for the kitten. While he showed Binx where they were, she read over the back of the DVD and it looked pretty decent. Hearing the title she certainly hadn't thought it would be something that Max would watch but that just made her more curious. "Looks good to me," she told him, taking a sip of her beer and getting up to put the movie into the player. Returning to the bed with the remote control, she settled beside Max once more and reached for their pizza box, pulling it close enough that she could open it and grab a slice. "So how many trillions of times have you seen this?" she asked with a smile.
Yeah, the title was deceptively chick flicky. That was part of the win of it though. Max let Jayne put the DVD in. He had stuffed almost half a slice of pizza in his mouth in that time and had to chew and swallow before answering. "At least 12 trillion times," he said with a grin. "You'll see why." No spoilers. At all. Besides, it was one of those movies that was totally for watching over and over.
He was being such a brat, not telling her anything at all about the movie. About ten minutes in, however, she was entirely in love with it. She'd dubbed him 'farm boy' silently to herself as soon as Buttercup had uttered it on the television. "This is adorable," she commented, setting the pizza box aside as Binx hopped up on the bed and immediately curled up in Jayne's lap. She grinned and gently petted the tiny kitten. Best present ever as far as she was concerned.
That would spoil the awesome some and she'd never forgive him for that. Besides, Max was enjoying watching her reactions to Peter Faulk and Fred Savage as they bantered back and forth as the grandfather tried to tell the story. Max might have to start calling Jayne Buttercup from now on. If Rupert didn't get his act together, he was definitely getting dubbed Humperdink. Especially since he already had a lame name and was trying to interfere in their lovefest. She was spunky and classy too, after all. "It's just starting to get good," he told her as he sprawled across the bed behind Jayne and pulled her against him, careful not to dislodge Binx. He could do this forever and die a happy man. Laying on his bed with his gorgeous wife and watching his favorite old movies. "Shh, and watch," he told her, snickering as Fezzik and Inigo started trading bad rhymes. God, he loved this movie.
Jayne did as she was told and quieted herself, leaning into Max and paying more attention to the movie. The further in they got, the better she liked it and she was fairly certain she'd just discovered her new favorite movie. She too was comparing Rupert to Humperdink in her head, but she kept that thought to herself. He wasn't quite as bad as the king but he was certainly raining on their parade, and in a negative fashion, not a good 'I love the rain' sort of way. "If you disappear for that long and go off on a pirate ship, I'll have to hurt you," she commented.
"Not going anywhere," he told her. "I had enough money to get married, remember?" He rolled his eyes. Yeah, Rupert hadn't reached Humperdink levels of evil, but he hadn't called to apologize either. So until he got his head out of his ass, Humperdink it was. "Besides, he got captured by pirates, not ran off to become one. Get it right." And now he was involved because it was the sword fight of win between the Man in Black and Inigo. God, how many times and he lured Elias in to play sword fighting with him during this scene as a kid?
Jayne smiled and waited til after the sword fight to lean back and steal a kiss from her husband. "I'll be glad when your sword is capable of fighting again," she teased, smirking a little as she turned her head back to the television. She had to admit the sword fight was pretty awesome. The banter back and forth was amusing. "I'm left handed," she commented since she'd thought of it during the sword fight. "I wonder if I could fake right handed swords play."
Max returned the kiss with a grin. "It might be rallying already," he told her. "I'm certainly getting inspired again." The thing about taking a knee to the balls was it was either over in a really short period of time or nearly fatal. Obviously, she hadn't ruptured anything. Probably because at that point Artemis could barely hold her head up. "I can knife fight and shoot a gun with both hands," he said. "Even though I'm left handed. I learned some of my best strategies from the Man in Black. All of warfare is based off deception and all that."
"Well, all is fair in love and war, but that makes me curious how much deception have you used with me, farm boy?" she asked, turning her attention to him briefly, a smirk in place on her lips. "Figures you'd be left handed. You practically live in my brain."
And she'd figured out who the Man in Black (or the Dread Pirate Roberts or Westley) was. Not that the big reveal wasn't soon anyway. Which he shut up for, because it was all dramatic and sweet and so very true. You know, after Buttercup told him he could die when she thought the Dread Pirate Roberts had killed her guy and then realized he was her guy. Max grinned and shook his head. "None," he assured her, snickering as the kid broke up the tender moment with his complaint about the kissing again. God this movie was just awesome. "I don't have to use my mad con man skills on you. You love me the way I am and don't leave crazy messes for me to clean up all the time." Jayne really was the family member who caused him the least amount of trouble and stress. "I love you, princess."
Jayne knew he was truthful with her. It was one of the things she loved about him. There were no secrets, no lies between them. There'd been no reason for deception. It was all out on the table, the good and the bad, right from the start. "I love you too," she murmured, flashing him a little smile. "Even more now since you gave me a baby Rupert won't freak over," she smirked, eyes flicking to the kitten snoozing in her lap. "You keep one upping yourself," she murmured.
Exactly. With Jayne, he could totally be himself without fear of upsetting her or making the fragile family dynamic fall apart because he'd lost his temper when trying to make his absurd, socially inept family work out their differences and try to keep the peace. He could just relax and enjoy reveling in them. And they were pretty awesome. "Yeah," he agreed, leaning over her and reaching out to rub the top of Binx's head. "Hey, I'm still just keeping up with you. You're the one who saved me from my fucked up world, loved me, married me, puts up with my fucked up family, doesn't try to stop me when I do stuff I have to, even when you don't understand, and stood up to your brother for me. I've got a long way to go before I even come close to the bar you set, baby."
She shook her head a little and then she turned her head towards Max once more. "I don't think you give yourself enough credit," she told him. "You've done just as much for me as I have for you. You love me, you believe in me and you married me, same as I do for you. There's no bar set, Maxy. We're pretty equal in this love and I'm glad. Just makes me more sure that I'm meant to be with you. As if there was any doubt to begin with." She sighed a little at the thought of Rupert, and shrugged a bit. "Rupert will come around because he's my brother and he loves me and if he doesn't, then that's his problem. I'm just going to have to accept that. I think he just hasn't learned that I'm his sister and not his daughter and I can understand that since he did spend the last six years raising me, but he has to let go. I have to live my own life and I want to do that with you."
Max chuckled. "Okay then," he said. "You got the kitten because I love you and you said you wanted one and he's cute and I'm going to get lucky because of it and he's something of ours. We don't have a lot of stuff that's ours yet. That needs to change. Besides, you're a witch. You totally needed a black cat." He firmly believed if you were going to be something, you should own it and do it to the hilt. He saw absolutely no reason Jayne would be any different in her thinking. Especially since they always seemed to share a brain. "He will," he said. "That's exactly it. He's just lost his perspective. He'll come around and call and apologize for being a dick. Something like that. Then it'll be all good." He snuggled Jayne and kissed her. "Now, shush, we're missing the Fire Swamp. It's badass."
She was glad when he directed her towards the television again. She didn't want to think too much on Rupert or she'd just upset herself again. She hadn't wanted to cause a rift between herself and her brother, but it was there anyway. Jayne could only hope that Rupert would bury the hatchet and realize that she was still his sister, she was just married now. She couldn't understand why it had been such a big deal that they'd not done a big wedding. She was expecting him to be more upset about not being there or because she hadn't told him, but he seemed to dwell on not getting to parade her around for everyone to see and that was bothering her more than anything else.
Pushing those thoughts away, she paid more attention to the television and the Fire Swamp. It was much better to watch giant rats attack people than to deal with her own messed up thoughts. "Okay, that was pretty badass," she agreed with a grin.
Yeah, it was easier to watch fictional characters' struggles than deal with the mess that Rupert's freak out had made. Besides, this movie just had everything, which was why it was one of Max's all time favorites. "Yeah," he said, wrapping his arms around Jayne's middle and resting his chin over her shoulder as Prince Humperdink caught up with the hero and heroine and the whole scene unfolded. This was the darkest part of the whole movie and even though he knew it ended happily (Unlike the book, Max could totally see what the kid stopped Grandad there. The ending in the book sucked, even if it was more realistic.), it was one of those moving 'hold onto the person you love tight' moments.
Jayne leaned into his touches, needing him to hold her just as much as he felt the need to hold her for his own reasons. While she'd equated Rupert to Humperdink briefly, she had to admit that he was much more of a bastard than her brother. At least he hadn't tried to keep them apart. It was one thing that she could say for him. He hadn't forced her to stay. Still, that was part of the problem. He hadn't even asked her to stay. It felt like he'd given up. Like the only time she mattered was when she was being the good little girl and doing what he told her to do. She knew that he loved her, and that she'd treated him crappy most of the time that she'd been with him, but he was still her brother. Shouldn't that have counted for something? "Humperdink is a dick," she muttered, brow furrowed slightly.
Yeah, she wasn't thinking about the villain or the movie. "He is," he said. "Don't worry, he gets his in the end. It's a happily ever after kind of thing." It was mostly for whatever was really bothering her than her being worried about the characters in the story. He moved back against the pillows, hauling Jayne back with him and pulling her against his chest, which earned him a protesting mewl and a dirty 'Hey, I was comfy!' glare from Binx before the kitten went and got settled in Jayne's lap again. Yeah, definitely her kitty. But then, he couldn't blame that cat. Jayne was soft and warm and smelled nice. He'd rather curl up in her lap than anybody else's too.
Jayne grinned, both at the glare that Binx shot Max and at Max's attempt to make her feel better. "You went and upset his comfy spot," she teased, letting her hands come to rest over top of his around her. "He's going to plot your demise from this day forward, you know," she smirked. Likely it was true because all cats were evil from birth, Jayne was sure. Cute and evil.
"Yeah, well, I'm bigger than he is," Max pointed out. "And I was here first. He can deal." Yeah, Binx would probably do just that. He was a cat, they were supposed to do stuff like that. "Besides, it obviously didn't completely ruin his nap, since he went right back to sleep."
"Yeah, but he's my baby, you're just my husband," she teased, smirking over her shoulder at him. He was right though, Binx didn't seem to care much. He was fast asleep and purring against her lap. "Apparently I'm just comfortable."
Max scoffed at that. "Sure," he said. "Say that when the movie's over and we're making out." Yeah, Binx looked pretty content, but then he'd started out the day in a cage with a blanket and some crappy toys and ended it curled up in some hottie's lap who loved him on sight. The kitten had more in common with Max than he knew. Jayne had pretty much done the same thing to him. That's why he'd gone to the pound. Because Jayne was totally good at putting strays on the right path. Look at him. "Hey, if he wasn't already curled up in your lap, I would be," he teased. "Comfiest place in the world, baby."
She grinned at him and took a moment to steal a little kiss from him. "I dunno, you're pretty comfortable yourself, lover boy," she told him. And he was. Warm and and hers. Yeah, he was a rival for comfiest place in the world for sure. She focused back on the television, not wanting to miss any of the movie, even if Max's gorgeous face was plenty good enough reason to not pay attention.
He smiled when she said that, rewarding Jayne's compliment with a little kiss. This was the bad part, where they reveal Westley's gonna be tortured and Humperdink is planning to kill Buttercup so he could start a war. It was the part that looked really bad for the heroes. Especially the argument between Humperdink and Buttercup when she realized he'd tricked her. Then Humperdink going postal and killing Westley with the machine. He hugged her tight as the scream echoed through the speakers and after Fezzik and Inigo find the body, it cut to the kid saying what everybody was thinking. Yeah, real dark part.
Jayne's smile had flickered out by then, replaced with the same look that little Fred Savage had on his face when it cut back to the boy and his grandfather. She agreed with the kid. Westley had to not be dead, damn it. It wasn't fair. And Humperdink was even more of an ass than she'd originally thought. Her stomach churned a little and she swallowed down the lump in her throat. "I thought this was supposed to be a good movie," she whimpered.
Max hugged her and shushed softly. "Just watch," he said. "Would I really like something this much if the bad guy won?" Which was all he was giving away. Especially the movie was moving onto the scene with Miracle Max and Valerie. Which was one of the funniest scenes of the movie and well, the whole exchange about not letting true love die was totally spot on.
She listened to what he had to say and let herself be pulled back into the movie. Okay, so maybe it wasn't so bad after all. And Miracle Max and Valerie were hilarious so that made her feel better about the whole thing. At least it took her mind off of how much she was comparing herself to Buttercup without even meaning to. She leaned back into Max and smirked. "You're much better looking than that 'Max'," she murmured.
"He's like totally ancient," he said. "And its Billy Crystal. He's not that good looking to start with." But funny. The guy was hilarious, especially with Carole Kane to play off of. He always wished this scene was longer, because those two were like the best old married couple ever. "At least if I call you a witch, you can't deny it," he teased back.
That had her giggling. "Point taken," she murmured. She too wished the scene had been longer because it was one of her favorites thus far. Carole Kane was a very underappreciated comedian, she thought. She'd like her in other movies that she'd seen her in, perhaps because she was so funny and unique without it being played out. There wasn't anyone else quite like her.
Now they were getting to the good part. 'Storming the caste' as Miracle Max had called it. This was the scene Laskos had paraphrased earlier and had reminded Max how much he loved this movie and needed to share it with Jayne. Westley and Buttercup were like the ultimate true love story. Which like Westley had said way back in the first part, didn't happen every day. But Max understood now why the character had fought so hard and even defied death for it. It was the best thing ever.
The scene had her laughing. Especially with holocaust cloaks and wheelbarrows. She felt better about watching it now and understood why Max liked it as much as he did. "Okay, I take it back," she murmured. "It's a good movie."
"Just wait, it gets better," he assured her as Buttercup defiantly told Humperdink Westley was on his way to rescue her. God, he hoped Jayne had that kind of trust in him someday. That was just epic. Almost as epic was Inigo owning the guards Count Rugen sent at him, and then the cowardly bastard ran away. Max had seen this thousands of time, but as the suspense and action built it always drew him into the movie.
He didn't have to hope that she had that kind of trust in him. She already did. She knew that if they were separated for whatever reason, Max would find his way back to her. That was just what true love did. It made the impossible possible. All the more reason for her to believe that she'd made the right decision in marrying Max. She wasn't going to let him slip away. Not without a fight.
Exactly. This movie just proved they weren't the only ones who felt that way. It seemed crazy and a fantasy to anyone who hadn't ever experienced that kind of love. Max felt kind of sorry for those people, because it was the best thing ever. As the plot moved on and the fight with Count Rugen was cut away from to Buttercup almost stabbing herself, he chuckled at Westley's line about perfect breasts. "So damned true," he teased, reaching up to squeeze one of Jayne's for emphasis.
Jayne couldn't help but giggle at his teasing and at him groping her. "Perfect," she smirked. "I think they could stand to grow a little, but if you say so." She'd never been entirely pleased with the size of her breasts but at least she made up for it in legs. Really she supposed it didn't matter so long as she satisfied Max and with the way he always came back for more, she was fairly certain that she did.
"Perfect," he assured her. Size really didn't matter, since they were soft and perky and awesome. Thinking about her boobs was probably not a good idea if they were going to finish the movie, but seriously, he thought the writers had stuck that in there just to give guys taking their girls to the movie had an excuse to cop a feel. Which he approved of entirely. The lovey dovey reunion of Westley and Buttercup cut away to Inigo getting ambushed by Count Rugen. The knife to his gut was pretty bad, but even Max knew there really wasn't any vital organs there. Which made what Inigo did feasible really. Over and over, he repeatedly his signature line as he wiped the floor with Rugen. Hello, my name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father, prepare to die. Everybody knew that line, but it wasn't nearly as epic as his closer when he ran Rugen through, demanding the Count give him anything he asked for in exchange for his life.
"I want my father back, you son of a bitch." Epic.
It was pretty epic, she wasn't going to lie. She regretted not having seen the movie sooner, but in a way she was glad. She liked being able to share this with Max. One more first between the two of them that she approved of greatly. "Okay, he's pretty badass," she commented, glancing over her shoulder briefly at Max. She was fairly set on kissing him the way Buttercup had kissed Westley but if she started that now, she'd never see the end of the movie.
And she'd miss the best part. Max loved the 'To the Pain' sequence best. It was the most epic con ever. Seriously. He'd love to bluff someone like that someday. He knew all of the words, but held it in so Jayne could enjoy the entire dialog in its original form. Westley had been his hero for a long time (and partially still was) because he was just so damned slick. When Humperdink folded like cheap tin foil and scurried over to the chair, he couldn't help but laugh. Yeah, that scene was always just as good as it'd been the first time he'd seen it as a little boy.
Okay, so the movie had a lot of 'best parts'. Just when she thought she'd seen her favorite part, something else happened and she changed her mind. The more they got into the movie, the more Westley reminded her of Max. He was just as slick and silver tongued and he likely knew it. Hell, this was probably where he got it from if he'd seen the movie as many times as she figured he had. By the time Humperdink was in the chair, she was grinning like a fool.
Max had worked hard all of his life to be the smooth, fast talking con man he was. It had been a useful skill. But yeah, Westley had been a great inspiration, even if he couldn't plan anything worth a shit unless it was winging it. But the battle prowess, the never showing his entire hand and keep his true thoughts far from the surface, Max could do. The movie was almost over, there was just the cute escape scene where Andre the Giant steals the whole damned audience's hearts by being the sweetest man alive. Then they rode off into the sunset and it cut back to the grandfather dismissing the boy wanting to hear the last few lines because it was more 'kissing'.
By the time the movie cut back to more kissing and then went into the credits, Jayne was snuggled tightly against Max. "Best movie ever," she murmured, turning to look at him, a smile on her lips as she did so. "I think I've got a new favorite now, thanks to you."
Max grinned, leaning down and turning his head to kiss her as pure and passionately as he could in this position. "It really is," he agreed. "It's one of mine, if not my favorite." He grinned a little bit and took the remote from her. "But you have to watch the whole credits, so you hear the song." Especially because the song was so them. It really was.
She wanted to keep kissing him, but she reluctantly settled on listening to the song like he wanted her to. She smiled a little as the song started and leaned more against Max. It was them, indeed. Jayne was already deciding that if and when they did have the big wedding they might have to dance their first dance to this song.
Yeah, they might have to. Max wrapped his arms around Jayne, singing along softly. He didn't have an awesome voice, but it was decent and he knew all of the words. It had been ingrained in his soul since the first time he'd heard the song. He had always wanted to feel that and now that he did, he wanted to share it with her. Not that she didn't understand him completely already. But it was just more insight into the man she married. "I love you," he murmured as the song faded and the screen went black.
He might not have been a famous singer with the best voice on the planet, but to Jayne his voice was perfect. The song, him singing it to her and the three little words he murmured to her as the screen went dark. "I love you," she told him, turning her head to look at him. "Always," she added. She knew she was in this with Max for forever. If she'd had any doubts, she'd not have married him.