A/N: Just a little one shot based on rain1940's work: art/ What-big-hands-you-have- 281345016 as well as the scene in TS3 when they sit up in the dump after being rescued. If you notice, he looks at their hands even after Jessie looks up at him, and he just has a very melancholy expression. Anyways, enjoy the fluff!
It was a warm summer afternoon and Bonnie had left her toys in the yard while she went inside for lunch. Buzz was sitting by the tree and Jessie sidled up next to him, taking the hand he held out to assist her. As she tucked herself in between his outstretched legs, she let out a small laugh of delight.
"Lookit our hands, Buzz! Ain't it funny… I'm taller 'n you, and my head is bigger, but your hands are huge compared to mine!" She took his left hand in hers and pressed her right hand against his, palm to palm.
Buzz smiled and his thoughts floated away to the day, only a few weeks prior, when they had narrowly escaped destruction in the incinerator. After the Little Green Men had saved them all with the claw, Buzz had sat up groggily. He had felt a strange sensation and looked down, surprised to find his left hand was still curled around Jessie's right. An overwhelming sorrow had rushed over him as he knew she would be pulling away her hand at any moment; and he would have to release it. After so much time, after the intense fear of the fire that almost consumed them, he would still remain silent about his feelings if she showed no sign of returning them. It had suddenly occurred to him that her hand was remaining steadfast in his and he looked up to find she was already looking at him. Her green eyes and her smile had been filled with hope and he had returned the look with the certainty that there was no need to let go. A few moments later, when they had been standing atop the garbage pile, he had turned to Jessie with the same smile and asked, "Together?". She had nodded and reached for his hand, "Together."
Buzz started as he returned to the present, one of Jessie's hands waving in his face.
"Earth to Buzz!" she laughed. "Where were ya? Thought I lost you into orbit or somethin'."
"Sorry, I was just lost in thought, I guess."
"Oh yeah? 'Bout what?" She nestled into the crook of his arm as he told her of her thoughts. She took his hand in both of hers, "I rem'mber thinking how sad you looked and I didn't know why. But I was so glad, because I had liked you for the longest time, and I figured out then you liked me, too."
"I wouldn't say I liked you, exactly," Buzz teased.
Jessie pushed herself back, her brow dipping in confusion and a small amount of hurt.
He chuckled. "More like adored," he punctuated the word with a kiss on her temple, "cherished," her cheek, "worshipped," her nose. His eyes crinkled as he smiled at Jessie's expression; her lips were pursed in an effort to seem upset but her eyes sparkled with amusement and affection. It was a look she gave him often and he relished being its recipient. His fingers folded over the hand that was in his palm. "Love," he finished, his lips meeting hers with that final declaration.