Title: Three Little Words
Author: Charles (jcrewguy@gmail.com)
Pairing: Jay/Silent Bob
Rating: R
Summary: When Silent Bob wants to speak, he can't.
Disclaimer: Not mine. Hail Smith!
Notes: I wrote this for the Jay/Silent Bob story I'm working on for a
'zine, but it didn't go with. So y'all get it instead.

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I stand in front of him and he looks at me expectantly. "Say something you tubby bitch! Fucking 
quiet motherfucker sits me down like he's gonna propose a goddamn threesome or some shit and now 
you're just gonna stand there?!"

Tears well up in my eyes. This is so very hard. Now that I *want* to speak, I can't. I would 
give almost anything to say those three little words before he stands up and storms out.

"Aw shit," he mutters, "Don't start that fucking crying shit. Be a goddamn man and say what you 
wanted to tell me, Lunchbox."

Jay's support takes me by surprise, but it's like Jay himself. Unexpected but ending up very 
welcome. It's what I need. I swallow hard, screw up my courage and say, "I love you."