I know I should really be typing on my other story but right now I am in a serious Yaoi mood. Since Wash is my main time uke, I just HAVE to write drabbles with him in my favorite pairings of him. My main favorite pairings including Wash is...

Maine/Wash

York/Wash

North/Wash

and

Caboose/Wash.

Of course, not all of the drabbles will be Yaoi. Some will be Freelancer drabbles, Wash and the Blues drabbles and Red and Blue drabbles. If anyone has any requests then I may do some of those.

Well Enjoy I guess...

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Prompt: Simile

Pairing: Caboose/Wash

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"Agent Wash..." Wash heard somewhere from behind him. He didn't move, instead continuing to stare outside at the darkened valley that they temporarily call home. Any day would someone come to save them, to take them away. Help was coming. Along with food and other supplies. It was a nice thought, but seeing that it was Donut who answered the distress call, they couldn't be certain that help was even coming.

Behind Wash, Caboose slowly crept forward. The former special agent knew that the blue armor wearing solider was there, but did not show an acknowledgement of the other being there. Being quiet and calm was not a normal thing for Caboose. Sure he was sad about losing Church but he tried not to let that show. He kept a smile on his face because he knew people like Wash had it much tougher than him.

Not just concerning Church, just life in general. Caboose had never had to deal with the crap that Wash had. The blonde had never had an A.I go crazy in his own head. To be betrayed by the ones that call themselves his friends. To be shot in the back and sent to prison for doing the right thing. In all honesty, Caboose felt so bad for poor Wash. Caboose knew that someday his wounds would heal and he would get over Church, but he also knew, Wash would never be okay.

"Agent Wash?" He tried again but stopped himself before he let any other words leave his mouth. He wasn't quite sure how to approach Wash anymore. Normally he would talk with a happy tone and everything would be fine, but that was for everyday conversations. How could he talk to Wash about his horrible past with a smile on his face? It just couldn't be done.

"Yes Caboose." Wash finally said with a solemn tone. He broke the overwhelming silence which sort have shocked Caboose. He hadn't expected Wash to talk so suddenly. Or at all. For the most part Wash was quite when it came to talks like the one they were currently having. Well, it couldn't be considered 'a talk'. Only few words had been said. However, the heavy air that surrounded them gave away the seriousness of the conversation about to happen.

"Wash...How come you never simile?" Caboose asked lightly. He didn't receive an immediate answer. At first he thought that Wash didn't even hear him. It wasn't until he opened his mouth to speak again when Wash answered him.

"I guess…I guess I never really had anything to smile about. Until now really." Wash said with a smile dawning on his face. Caboose knew that it was forced and overall fake, but said nothing about it. He just knew that Wash would try to deny that he was faking it.

"What do you mean Wash? Were you not happy when you were a Freelancer?" Caboose asked. He knew lots of bad things happened to Wash during that time but Wash had told him that the bonds he had with some of the other Freelancers made everything worth it. It was like his and Church's friendship. Troublesome but Unbreakable.

"I was. I mean, when I was hanging out with York and North and them, but besides that…My time in Project Freelancer was not the best. Not enjoyable at all. It's sad, but kind of relieved all of that is over." Wash said quietly. The former Freelancer sounded close to tears. Caboose suspected that the other had began to think about losing his actual friends from the Freelancer program.

"But now Caboose, I have a real reason to smile. My time here with you and Tucker, even the Reds has been real. I wouldn't trade it for nothing." Wash said and finally turned to look at Caboose. Tears had welled up in Wash's almond colored eyes but did not spill over. Probably becuase the Freelancer refused to cry in front of anyone. Even Caboose. Although it looked as though he was about to anyway.

"Wash. I'm glad your here too. You made me happy after losing Church." Caboose smiled himself before letting out a laugh. He lightened up himself and burst from his 'serious mode'. Caboose was normally never that serious but when he was, he meant business.

"I'm glad I could do that for you Caboose." Wash smiled a genuine smile for the first time in along time. Caboose had been a great addition to his life and made every second he spent worth living. Wash could almost admit he had developed...some kind of...feelings for the taller solider.

"Come on Washingtub! The sun is about to rise. Tucker said that the sunrise was nothing special, but Tucker is stupid so don't believe him!" Caboose smiled brightly. He held his hand out for Wash to grab hold on. Once the Freelancers hand was in his, Caboose took off in the direction of the 'door' to their new base. Wash kept a smile that graced his face with full and complete happiness.

"I think the colors of the sunrise are so pretty don't you Wash? I like all the pinks and reds it turns. I bet Sarge likes sunrises too. Sarge likes anything Red. I guess that means we have to like anything Blue right? Since we're Blue team right? Blue has never been my favorite color. I mean I like it but its not my favorite. My favorite color is brown. Like a dark brown. Kind of like the same color as your eyes." Caboose said with a large smile. He went on to continue ranting about how amazing he thought Wash's eyes were. A blush apparent on Wash's face as he stayed silent.

"Tucker said that his favorite color was the color of love. Or any color that attracts women. So I'm just going to assume that his favorite color is pink since so much girls like pink. I'm not sure what's so great about the color pink. I mean Princess Strawberry wears pink but he insists that it's lightest red. What do you think Wash? Wash?" Caboose finally stopped talking to look back at Wash. The former Freelancer had a large smile on his face. It was a much better look on Wash than what Caboose was used to looking at. He hated seeing a sad look on Wash's face. It didn't work for him.

They made it outside and climbed up to the top of the base. It was slightly cold outside with a cool breeze blowing through the valley. It wasn't too cold but it was chilly enough to make both Caboose and Wash shiver lightly at the unsuspecting temperature change. Aside from the temperature, it was sort of hard to see the sunrise mainly because of the large cliffs hanging over them. However there was a large enough gap between the cliffs to get a good enough view of the morning sky. It was beautiful like Caboose had promised. Just the sight brought yet another smile to his face. He was quite used to seeing sights like this one.

Being in Project Freelancer meant he spent most of his time in space. When he wasn't on the Mother of Invention, it was usually night so he could never get to see the sun really. Of course there was day missions, but it was nothing like it was now. They sat together in a comfortable silence. Caboose's hand still had a vice grip on Wash's. Making sure that the other could not escape his hold.

"Caboose…" Wash muttered quietly and paused to look over at the blue solider in his nightwear clothes. Caboose was wearing a plain blue t-shirt and some gray camouflage shorts to match. Wash himself was wearing a pair of light blue sweat pants and an extremely light yellow t-shirt. It was their typical nightwear clothes. Caboose looked over at Wash.

"Yes Wash?" Was his simple response to Wash. Even if it was only one word, he knew the thousands of things that Wash had said with his eyes.

Thank You. You saved me. You made me better. You made me feel again. You made me live again. You made me love again. You made me human again. Thank you.

Caboose smiled at the unspoken responses that he knew Wash was keeping to himself. Caboose increased his grip on Wash's hand and brought the other closer to him using said hand. Wash was moved until their bodies were pressed together. They sat like that in silence. No one moving, both too weary of the current situation to do anything. Finally Caboose gave a light sigh.

"Wash… I really like you. You're really smart and really funny. Not to mention you're kind of pretty but at the same time really strong. I thought I would be lost without Church but you made everything okay again. So…umm… I'm not sure how love goes but…I love you?" Caboose tried with a blush on his face. He wasn't quite used to showing affection like that and didn't necessarily know how to approach Wash on a topic like that. So he went for it, straight forward. Which had seemed to be the best choice.

"I love you too Caboose. By the way, I'm not a girl so you better not call me pretty again."

"But Washhhh… You are pretty."

"Caboose…"

"Right sorry Washingtub."

"It's Wash remember."

"Oh right! Sorry about that!"

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I'm sorry if Caboose is too much out of character. I'm not too good at writing Caboose. I wanted to make a serious scene so maybe I should've used Caboose but I am just so addicted to Caboose/Wash right now! I can't get over it. I'm sorry if you did not enjoy the OOC Caboose. I tried to make him more like himself toward the end but failed. SORRY!

Review if you liked it! Ignore if you did not.

Next Prompt: Twisted

Next Pairing: Caboose/Wash

I may be sticking with Caboose/Wash for quite some time because I am totally fangirling over them right now! Anyway if you have a requested Prompt or Pairing, review and tell me about or you can PM me. I'm cool with either.