Tattoos On My Mind

Jealousy

I'm not entirely sure how this particular interpretation turned out, I hope I kept it believable and such. This wasn't necessarily my number one choice for something to write but it's been sitting on my computer for a while and I just needed to finish it so I could move on to bigger and better things. I am pretty certain that if one of them would get jealous, it would definitely be Rhys.

Rhys was bored, it had been almost two hours since Fiona left to talk to Sasha about a con that they were currently doing. They had never really told him the particulars of the job, but with the disappointment that was the Vault of the Traveler, Fiona's vault hunter training still in progress, and his own endeavor with Atlas still in its infancy their cons were the only reliable source of income; it made him feel pretty useless. He had been the best that Hyperion had to offer, capable of taking down entire companies with a few well-placed computer viruses and code rewrites, and now here he was lying in bed while his girlfriend and her sister were out conning the unsuspecting masses out of their pocket change.

To stop himself from wallowing too much in his self-pity he decided to pass the time he decided to go for a walk around town, Sanctuary was as good a place as any he had found on Pandora thus far and at least there wasn't any shortage of protection on short notice in case any trouble happened to show up. It was, however, not that big of a city once you knew where to go and so he found himself standing outside of Moxxy's within the span of a couple minutes. He found himself staring at the slot machines fighting the inner turmoil of using his Echo eye to hack into the machine and have it spit out a winning prize; Moxxy had caught him last time and had been pretty adamant about kicking him out of the bar the next time he did so, but it was still so tempting. Something caught his attention out of the corner of his eye, Fiona was sitting at one of the tables with some drifter he had never seen before and it looked like said drifter was getting ideas. Without even thinking Rhys walked over and tapped the guy on the shoulder.

"What do you want robo-boy," the drifter said. "Can't you see I'm busy here?"

"Oh you look busy alright," he said in a condescending tone.

"Rhys don't do anything stupid," he vaguely heard Fiona say over the rage that was building up inside of him.

"Listen to the lady," the drifter said sneering. "Don't do anything you can't undo."

"This doesn't concern her, okay well it does technically, but that doesn't matter right now because this is between you and me," he said trying to sound as tough as possible.

"Smooth," he heard Fiona say while suppressing a chuckle. He didn't find anything about this situation to be funny.

"You think you can take me," the drifter said getting into a fighting stance.

Rhys moved to punch him with his robot arm put immediately got thrown to the ground and pinned.

Fiona started mock clapping as the drifter drove his knee into his chest.

"Nice moves," she said. "Good to see that I have you here to defend my honor."

"A little help," he managed to say from under the larger man.

Fiona pulled the drifter off of Rhys and put him into a choke hold. After the drifter was passed out on the floor she reached a hand down to help Rhys up off of the floor.

"You do know that you just ruined my con don't you," she said in an amused tone.

"Oh," Rhys said scratching the back of his neck nervously. "Sorry."

"It's okay," she said shaking her head at the limp figure on the ground.

"I just thought," he started to say before she put her finger up to his mouth to make him stop.

"I know," she said. "Really it's fine."

As she walked away he still wasn't sure.

It was later in the night when Fiona finally heard the door open and Rhys walk in. She wasn't necessarily upset that he had ruined the con per se although that was some small part of it. It was more the fact that he thought that any guy hitting on her was a threat to their relationship, like she couldn't control herself when being hit on, or like he didn't have any faith in their relationship to begin with. They needed to talk. She waited for him to settle into the bed next to her before speaking up.

"We need to talk about what happened today," she said in a calm tone.

"Yeah," he said. "Look I was just."

"Jealous," she cut him off. "Insecure about our relationship."

"I don't know," he said nervously, he wasn't good with this sort of thing. "It's just that you could have any guy you want and I'm not exactly the catch of the day over here so yeah maybe I am a little insecure."

"And you think I'm just going to throw myself at any guy that uses a few honeyed words on me," she said with a slight hint of frustration.

"No," he said. "But in that moment I just couldn't help myself but run through all of the worst case scenarios and what if he just tried to have his way with you anyways?"

"Really," she said raising an eyebrow. "Who was it that ended up taking him down again?"

"You," he answered.

"And you still think that he could have had his way with me if I didn't want him to," she said.

"Okay fine," he said. "I'm an idiot, you happy now?"

"Listen," she said. "I'm touched that you felt the need to defend my honor like that, even if it was in some jealous, insecure rage based on unfounded fears, but you're the only one that's getting past first base with me; got it?"

"Got it," he said. "Why were you even allowing that guy to butter you up, I thought that was Sasha's job."

"Okay, first we're going to ignore the part of that that sounds like you're ok with whoring out my sister," she said.

"You know that's not what I meant," he said.

"Then what did you mean Rhys," she said. "Am I not sexy enough to play the seductress?"

"Woah, woah," he said. "That's not what I was saying at all, you are very sexy, it's just that I don't know, that's never seemed like your role in the scheme of a con before."

"Well I'll have you know," she said. "That I am perfectly capable of seducing anyone I want and if the con calls for it to be me on the front lines being the seductress instead of Sasha then I'll do whatever the job takes because I can con anyone in any way needed."

"Ugh," Rhys said. "Alright you've made your point."

"Good," she said before turning back from him and trying to get to sleep.

Rhys found himself drifting off to the sounds of Fiona's breathing knowing that there was never any real reason to be concerned in the first place. He and Fiona had been through too much together for either of them to just throw the other away at the drop of a hat.

If you have any ideas about what you want to see in this series I would love to have at least something to go off of outside of just what I can pull out of my constantly writer's blocked mind.