Title: Memorable
Rated: M, for later chapters, this one is G
Disclaimer: These characters are by no rights mine. Anything you recognize is the work of Annie Proux...(If I spelled her name wrong, tell me)
Warning: Spoilers in later chapters
Jack stomped off and watched Ennis chase their cooking pot down the stream. Serves 'im right! He thought, To be teasin' me like that, just ain't right o' him. Jack picked up another dirty plate he had forgotten and took it back to the stream. He sighed as he rinsed it out, even though it was Ennis' turn to do dishes, he thought he might as well do jus' the one. The smell of fish wafted up to his nose, and he couldn' help thinkin' back to when Ennis was fishin' and he fell flat faced into the stream, come back with a nose bleed and Jack was laughin' and kissin' him all in one.
Ennis came back with the pot and hunkered down next to the rest o' the dishes. "What're you doin'? It's my turn to wash dishes."
"I thought I'd help, ya got a problem with that?"
"No, I s'pose not."
A tense silence floated between them, and Jack started to cry. Silent tears, that trickled down, an' would've been unnoticeable, 'cept for Ennis was watchin' him. "Jack, I'm sorry." He sighed and walked over to cuddle Jack up to him.
"Quit it!" Jack pushed 'im away, but fell back, because Ennis was jus' too strong for 'im.
Ennis picked him up, "C'mon now, lil' darlin', what's eatin' away at you?"
"This is our last damn night up here in these freezin' mountains. Why we gotta fight?"
"We don't." Ennis tipped Jack's chin up to him and kissed him soft. Not like the normal lust filled kisses they usually exchanged, just slow and leisurely. "Now, I gotta finish these dishes, k?"
Jack nodded as he moved his hands from the back of Ennis' neck and stood. He picked up the clean dishes and walked the couple o' yards back to their tent. Slowly, he stripped off his jacket, pulled off his boots and climbed inside. Night was settling, and he didn't intend to freeze his ass off by that fire, talkin' and lookin' at stars. He wanted to make this night memorable. He wasn't sure, but he had some reason to feel, this was the last time he was gonna see Ennis.
A/N: Sorry, I know it's short, but I wanted to see what you thought. Give me at least two reviews, and I promise chapter two will be at least twice as long.