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Prompt: You've got it backwards. Jack/Renee
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"You've got it backwards."
"Dammit."
"Let me help."
"I've got it, Renee."
The impatience in his voice told her to stay quiet, even as his fingers fumbled. Finally, she couldn't stand it anymore.
"Jack –" She half turned to face him.
"Fuck!" He threw up his hands in disgust.
"You're being ridiculous. Let me help." She reached an awkward yet practiced hand up and unhooked her bra, but she left the straps on her shoulders as she turned.
"I'm sorry." Jack mumbled, his head down.
"Don't be."
"My fine motor, it's… well." He huffed and rested his hands on her shoulders, his thumbs toying with the straps as his forehead met hers with a light bump. "I'm sorry," he repeated, but this time his tone was rueful, on the border between self-mocking and embarrassment for his over-reaction.
Renee's mouth hitched up in the beginning of a smile, but it was left incomplete as his lips covered hers.