I remember our first date and how much effort he put into it. Kalyee had just joined the crew. she helped him make dinner and tried to make the bridge seem as romantic as possible. He had lit candles and brought an empty crate up as a table and covered it with a sheet. it was very sweet. He had even found some soft music on the cortex.
I did my best to look nice. I didn't have dress but Kaylee leant me a skirt. When I walked up to the bridge and saw him the flickering candle light, I was glad I wore the skirt. He had changed out of his usual flight jumper and Hawaiian shirt and into slacks and a simple button down.
He walked over to me and took my hand, leading me to the table he had set up. He pulled out my chair for me and I smoothed my skirt as I sat. We ate and quietly chatted. When we had finished and had sampled some of Kaylee's moonshine, Wash got up and walked around to my side of the table. "Would you like to dance?" He looked hopefully at me as he extended his hand.
He was rewarded withy a smile as I placed my hand in his. He pulled me into his arms and twirled me gently around the bridge. There weren't many I would let lead me and part of me was surprised at how quickly I had let him into my heart.
I lay my head on his shoulder and he held me close. We swayed in place in time with the music. We stayed that way for a long time, just holding on to one another. When the night was over, he walked me back to my bunk and we stood there awkwardly for a moment. I leaned in and kissed him softly. "Thank you," I said softly as I pulled away and flicked my eyes from his mouth to his eyes. He smiled at me and I climbed down into my bunk, humming softly.
"You're breath on my face, your warm gentle kiss I taste the truth..."