[ME] The Ride is Worth the Fall

JACK

"It was the clean-up," Jack decides immediately, fingers skimming casually against her bare arm, catching and teasing at a wild, red curl as if seeking something to do. He isn't left bored for long, as it happens, raising his eyebrows as the vendor they've stopped before quite suddenly loses most of his higher motor function. He can feel it, in fact, as the man's mind washes through with a haze of wine-red lips and scandalous curves and distant music; when the Captain finally accepts their drinks, handing one off to The Ark, he raises it in a jovial cheers.

"You're gotta watch where you point that thing," he drawls through a wicked laugh as they step away, Jack taking a long sip of the drink that is, yes, mostly alcohol thanks to her little stunt, his arm resting casually back around her shoulders. "Could get someone hurt." The chastisement - if it can even be called that - is the sort of lip service he can't even pretend to take seriously, Jack instead leading them up into the stands to find a good place to sit and watch people make fools of themselves.

"Love, I think you can do whatever the fuck you want," he whispers back, lips curling in a smirk. "Whether they'd get out of it alive is another matter."

you wanted perfect, you got your perfect
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!