Breaking Bad Drabbles, Season 2, Episodes 1-6
So, part two of my continuing attempts to write a drabble for every episode of Breaking Bad are under the cut. Again, they're pretty Jesse centric, with an unnamed character or two cropping up, and some Walter/Jesse if you squint.
S02E01 Seven Thirty-Seven
Jesse stared down at the gun he'd bought, rubbed his face, and typed “how to load a gun” into Google. He clicked on the first video that popped up, and then closed it in frustration when he realized the gun the man was holding looked nothing like the one sitting next to Jesse's computer.
He picked the gun up and felt the weight of it in his hands, running his index finger around its nozzle. If he was going to get any deeper into this shit he was going to have to figure out how to use this thing.
S02E02 Grilled
It had gotten so hot inside the trunk that Mr. White's breath gusting against Jesse's ankle actually felt cool in comparison. Every place they were pressed together, Jesse's ass to Mr. White's chest, Mr.
White's thighs to Jesse's shoulder blades, was sticky with sweat.
Jesse wiggled and Mr. White's knee drove itself into his spine. “Ow. Jesus.”
“You're the one who moved,” Mr. White hissed.
Jesse rolled his eyes in the dark, almost relieved that Mr. White was unreasonably antagonistic even in this desperate situation, and then he shifted his ass a little closer to Mr. White's chin.
S02E03 Bit by a Dead Bee
Jesse thumped his heel against the linoleum floor of the interrogation room and tapped a rhythm on the edge of the table. He was determined not to be anxious. Or at least to give the appearance he wasn't anxious. To distract himself he imagined Walt disrobing in a grocery store, and the reaction he would receive. It was awkward enough stumbling across your teacher outside the classroom, let alone finding him strolling naked down the dairy aisle.
Jesse had created a vivid mental picture by the time Hank returned. He was grinning to himself, and didn't appear anxious at all.
S02E04 Down
“Want some breakfast?”
Jesse nodded and then watched Mr. White bustle around the kitchen, preparing the most complex bowl of cereal he'd ever seen. Mr. White even sliced some strawberries on top before handing it over.
“So, uh, this is the homestead, huh?” Somehow being inside Mr. White's house was even stranger than cooking meth with him, even more taboo.
“I guess.”
“It's nice.” Jesse glanced over at Walt. There were four blue smudges on his neck.
“Are you going to eat that?”
“Oh, yeah.” Jesse swallowed a spoonful and stared at the floor.
S02E05 Breakage
“You need me more than I need you. Walt.”
Walt almost staggered under the weight Jesse threw behind his name. He hadn't consciously realized that Jesse had been continuing to call him Mr. White over the course of their partnership. Now, hearing that one, solid, syllable it was glaringly obvious and Walt couldn't ignore the implications. Jesse was threatening to upset the nature of their partnership, the balance of power.
Walt placed his hand on the RV counter to steady himself and met Jesse's gaze. He was still the authority in this situation. He wouldn't let Jesse forget it.
S02E06 Peekaboo
He didn't have to sit on the front stoop for long. One of the response team who arrived at the scene didn't go into the house, but immediately took his hand and led him away.
He didn't stay in any one place for long after that, bouncing from group home to foster home and back again.
And sometimes, when he woke up from a nightmare he thought he could hear someone saying, “Have a good rest of your life, kid,” and his heart would stop pounding, the shadows would seem less dark, and he'd manage to fall back asleep.
S02E01 Seven Thirty-Seven
Jesse stared down at the gun he'd bought, rubbed his face, and typed “how to load a gun” into Google. He clicked on the first video that popped up, and then closed it in frustration when he realized the gun the man was holding looked nothing like the one sitting next to Jesse's computer.
He picked the gun up and felt the weight of it in his hands, running his index finger around its nozzle. If he was going to get any deeper into this shit he was going to have to figure out how to use this thing.
S02E02 Grilled
It had gotten so hot inside the trunk that Mr. White's breath gusting against Jesse's ankle actually felt cool in comparison. Every place they were pressed together, Jesse's ass to Mr. White's chest, Mr.
White's thighs to Jesse's shoulder blades, was sticky with sweat.
Jesse wiggled and Mr. White's knee drove itself into his spine. “Ow. Jesus.”
“You're the one who moved,” Mr. White hissed.
Jesse rolled his eyes in the dark, almost relieved that Mr. White was unreasonably antagonistic even in this desperate situation, and then he shifted his ass a little closer to Mr. White's chin.
S02E03 Bit by a Dead Bee
Jesse thumped his heel against the linoleum floor of the interrogation room and tapped a rhythm on the edge of the table. He was determined not to be anxious. Or at least to give the appearance he wasn't anxious. To distract himself he imagined Walt disrobing in a grocery store, and the reaction he would receive. It was awkward enough stumbling across your teacher outside the classroom, let alone finding him strolling naked down the dairy aisle.
Jesse had created a vivid mental picture by the time Hank returned. He was grinning to himself, and didn't appear anxious at all.
S02E04 Down
“Want some breakfast?”
Jesse nodded and then watched Mr. White bustle around the kitchen, preparing the most complex bowl of cereal he'd ever seen. Mr. White even sliced some strawberries on top before handing it over.
“So, uh, this is the homestead, huh?” Somehow being inside Mr. White's house was even stranger than cooking meth with him, even more taboo.
“I guess.”
“It's nice.” Jesse glanced over at Walt. There were four blue smudges on his neck.
“Are you going to eat that?”
“Oh, yeah.” Jesse swallowed a spoonful and stared at the floor.
S02E05 Breakage
“You need me more than I need you. Walt.”
Walt almost staggered under the weight Jesse threw behind his name. He hadn't consciously realized that Jesse had been continuing to call him Mr. White over the course of their partnership. Now, hearing that one, solid, syllable it was glaringly obvious and Walt couldn't ignore the implications. Jesse was threatening to upset the nature of their partnership, the balance of power.
Walt placed his hand on the RV counter to steady himself and met Jesse's gaze. He was still the authority in this situation. He wouldn't let Jesse forget it.
S02E06 Peekaboo
He didn't have to sit on the front stoop for long. One of the response team who arrived at the scene didn't go into the house, but immediately took his hand and led him away.
He didn't stay in any one place for long after that, bouncing from group home to foster home and back again.
And sometimes, when he woke up from a nightmare he thought he could hear someone saying, “Have a good rest of your life, kid,” and his heart would stop pounding, the shadows would seem less dark, and he'd manage to fall back asleep.