Persuasion
A/N: The theme: Wada Calcium CD3.
"It ain't gonna kill you," Kaylee said, holding out a dosage cup and a glass of water.
"You don't know that," Jayne growled, shrinking from the cup as if it held poison.
Kaylee sighed. "It's just a little pill, on account of we don't get no sunlight out in the black."
"We was on Persephone last week, and they got a sun."
"That was two weeks ago, and, anyway, how could you see it with all that fog?"
"I don't care if it was two months ago, I ain't takin' it."
"It's kind of a shame," Kaylee said coyly, turning away. "Cause I was just down in the med bay, and Simon bet me you wouldn't take it. Said you was just a big monkey, didn't know about anything fancy like medicine or clean hands. You know, the things respectable girls like."
By the time she turned back around, the pills were gone, and Jayne was tipping back the water. Kaylee kissed him lightly on the cheek and headed for the door.
"Kaylee?"
"Yeah?"
"You was just bluffing about the medicine, right?"
"More or less," she answered, smiling. "But not the hands."
She left Jayne studying his cuticles.