Ficlet: Three's a Crowd (Jack/Sawyer, peripheral Juliet)
Title: Three's a Crowd
Rating: PG
Summary: She kisses him. And Jack doesn’t stop her.
Disclaimer: I do not own Lost. At all. I wish but alas...
Author's Note: Okay, back to the fics that my flist picked! Set during 'Through the Looking Glass'.
She kisses him. And Jack doesn’t stop her.
Sawyer tells himself not to be pissed. It barely lasts two seconds and she starts it. If Jack had leaned forward that extra inch, it would be a whole new ballgame. If Jack had looked anything but taken-aback afterward, Sawyer would be pissed and feel justified in staying so.
Okay, so he’s pissed anyway. But he directs his anger where it belongs: at the blonde woman walking toward him. As she passes him, his eyes bore into the back of her head.
Sawyer turns back one last time and catches Jack’s eyes. They tell him that if Jack could shrug he would. It’s not my fault, that say, and Sawyer finds himself rolling his eyes. After that Jack does shrug a small shrug that Sawyer barely notices and turns to join the rest of the group hiking up the hill.
Sawyer's eyes lock on Kate next, and finds an abandoned, jealous look on her face as well. He heaves a sigh and follows after Juliet, resigning himself to the fact that he’s going to spend the next hour of the hike back to the beach trying to make Juliet’s head explode through sheer force of will.
Rating: PG
Summary: She kisses him. And Jack doesn’t stop her.
Disclaimer: I do not own Lost. At all. I wish but alas...
Author's Note: Okay, back to the fics that my flist picked! Set during 'Through the Looking Glass'.
She kisses him. And Jack doesn’t stop her.
Sawyer tells himself not to be pissed. It barely lasts two seconds and she starts it. If Jack had leaned forward that extra inch, it would be a whole new ballgame. If Jack had looked anything but taken-aback afterward, Sawyer would be pissed and feel justified in staying so.
Okay, so he’s pissed anyway. But he directs his anger where it belongs: at the blonde woman walking toward him. As she passes him, his eyes bore into the back of her head.
Sawyer turns back one last time and catches Jack’s eyes. They tell him that if Jack could shrug he would. It’s not my fault, that say, and Sawyer finds himself rolling his eyes. After that Jack does shrug a small shrug that Sawyer barely notices and turns to join the rest of the group hiking up the hill.
Sawyer's eyes lock on Kate next, and finds an abandoned, jealous look on her face as well. He heaves a sigh and follows after Juliet, resigning himself to the fact that he’s going to spend the next hour of the hike back to the beach trying to make Juliet’s head explode through sheer force of will.