In The Way
"Why, are you acting like you're someone else?
Why, can't you stop thinking about yourself?
Why by Reset
"Mal!" she scolds. "Why can't you just let things lie? Why can't you leave the past in the past, where it belongs?" She crosses her arms over her chest. "Be 'Mal' for once. Just Mal."
"You're tellin' me that? How's about you?" Mal spits back with as much if not more force. "You're always hiding behind those feminine wiles of yours, your Companion training! If anyone here's not being themselves it's you."
"That's not what I'm saying, Mal! You let your past get in the way of who you are now and what you do now. You welcome it. Have you ever tried to let it go? Have you ever tried to move on?"
"My past is mine and mine alone. It's not there to be dug back into by anyone who has an itch! And you! You! You should take your own damn advice! Least then one of us might - "
Her lips crash into his before he can utter another word. She is out of breath when she pulls away.
"What was that?!" Mal protests, throwing up his hands.
She sighs loudly in exasperation and closes the space between them again. "A kiss," she murmurs scornfully against his lips.
He pushes her away. "Yeah, I got that, but - "
"Mal!" She glares at him. "Shut the hell up and kiss me!"
He blinks at her several times, pushes her back against the wall and obeys.
fin.