Simon glanced up at Jayne sitting across from him and was shocked at the intensity in Jayne's eyes. He tried to ignore him, but found he couldn't think about the words in front of him. All he could think and feel was Jayne's knowing gaze.

Jayne was watching him, studying him, and it was freaking Simon out.

"What?" Simon finally questioned, looking up from his journal. He was beyond frustrated and he wanted answers.

"Nutin'," Jayne shrugged in response, his eyes still trained on him as he continued to sharpen his knife.

"He thinks you're pretty," River announced, not once looking away from her drawing, her pencil moving quickly over the paper.

"Er, what?" Simon stumbled on his words, blinking over at Jayne who continued to leer at him. "Shuh muh?"

"He thinks you're pretty," River repeated, glancing up at her brother, rolling her eyes in annoyance.

Simon's jaw dropped, his lips moving frantically.

Jayne chuckled and Simon snapped his mouth shut, glaring at him.

"He's such a boob." River sighed dramatically, standing up from her spot and crossing over to Jayne. "He doesn't know he's sly," she whispered into his ear and promptly disappeared.

Jayne grinned, his eyes drinking in Simon's slightly parted lips and shocked eyes. "Didn't think she'd ever scat," Jayne snickered as he drew the knife up and down the sharpening stone.

The quick noise and movement drew Simon's eyes to it. He shuddered slightly at the hypnotic movement, back and forth down Jayne's leg.

"I'm not sly," Simon protested, crossing his arms over his chest, his eyes flickering over Jayne's movements. Watching his hands move up and down, imitating a more sensual movement.

"Not sayin' that," Jayne shrugged as he put aside his knife and stone. "You're just pretty is all."

"Pretty," Simon repeated, still not knowing how to take the statement or the innuendo behind it.

Jayne smiled and before Simon could move from his spot, Jayne was over him, pressing him against the couch. "Pretty is all," Jayne murmured and pressed his lips against Simon's parted lips.

Simon gasped, struggling slightly before he relaxed into the onslaught of emotions and searing kisses.

Jayne pulled away, and gazed down at Simon's flushed face and swollen lips. "Pretty."

Translations-
Sly: Gay
Shuh muh?: I'm sorry?