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Yesterday Is the Only Place We’ll Ever Go by Ann (PG-13)
Fandom: FIREFLY
Pairing: Mal/Simon
Length: about 6,117 words
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
wildannuette
Author Website: just her lj
Why this must be read: Three long years after leaving Serenity, Simon returns, stirring up a lot of buried emotions in the process. I like that this story surprises me, and doesn't go to the places I expect. I like how it blends tones deftly, sliding effortlessly from grave to lighthearted to romantic. I like the voices and the repartee, and I especially like Mal's slightly cranky and bitter inner voice; that reads as wonderfully in character to me. Most of all, though, I like the way I feel at the end---about which I cannot say more without giving too much away.
There’s a world of hurt in Simon’s eyes now, making Mal furious at himself for just putting it there and furious at Simon for being the one to instigate this, for being the one to come back to all he gave up and expect everything to be the same.
“Still ain’t got ourselves another medic, have to make do with what River’s learnt; though she ain’t got your touch.” Mal sticks to neutral conversation, tearing his gaze from Simon and picking at the skin around his nails as he speaks, agitation clearly visible through his body language.
“Genius at everything, yet can’t compete with me when it comes to doctoring.” Simon’s leaning forward now, hand on Mal’s stilling the Captain’s actions and much as Mal wants to pull away he can’t. It feels too good to have Simon’s smooth hand on his own, fingers caressing ever so slightly, reassuring and reminding as he speaks. “Nice to know there’s something I was better at.”
If the pretty fits, the comment made an age ago echoes in Mal’s mind as he remembers playing with Simon’s fingers before, covering his attraction with backhanded sarcastic comments which had had Simon pulling away. But he’s not pulling away now, in fact it’s Mal who pulls back, his hand missing the warmth of Simon’s own almost immediately, the skin still tingling from the touch.
Yesterday Is the Only Place We’ll Ever Go
Pairing: Mal/Simon
Length: about 6,117 words
Author on LJ:
wildannuetteAuthor Website: just her lj
Why this must be read: Three long years after leaving Serenity, Simon returns, stirring up a lot of buried emotions in the process. I like that this story surprises me, and doesn't go to the places I expect. I like how it blends tones deftly, sliding effortlessly from grave to lighthearted to romantic. I like the voices and the repartee, and I especially like Mal's slightly cranky and bitter inner voice; that reads as wonderfully in character to me. Most of all, though, I like the way I feel at the end---about which I cannot say more without giving too much away.
There’s a world of hurt in Simon’s eyes now, making Mal furious at himself for just putting it there and furious at Simon for being the one to instigate this, for being the one to come back to all he gave up and expect everything to be the same.
“Still ain’t got ourselves another medic, have to make do with what River’s learnt; though she ain’t got your touch.” Mal sticks to neutral conversation, tearing his gaze from Simon and picking at the skin around his nails as he speaks, agitation clearly visible through his body language.
“Genius at everything, yet can’t compete with me when it comes to doctoring.” Simon’s leaning forward now, hand on Mal’s stilling the Captain’s actions and much as Mal wants to pull away he can’t. It feels too good to have Simon’s smooth hand on his own, fingers caressing ever so slightly, reassuring and reminding as he speaks. “Nice to know there’s something I was better at.”
If the pretty fits, the comment made an age ago echoes in Mal’s mind as he remembers playing with Simon’s fingers before, covering his attraction with backhanded sarcastic comments which had had Simon pulling away. But he’s not pulling away now, in fact it’s Mal who pulls back, his hand missing the warmth of Simon’s own almost immediately, the skin still tingling from the touch.
Yesterday Is the Only Place We’ll Ever Go