Lately, the proximity of where he would stand when they would be speaking was closer, the casual touches seemed to linger, and even his teasing sexual innuendos had become more frequent. OneShot. MSR.

Adrift on a boat awaiting rescue, an injured Lee opens a can of worms that perhaps he would otherwise have avoided for some time to come. (First SMK fic!) Folks asked, but i guess I never thought about a time frame really - I'd say this is early third sea