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Don ? What do you think you are ? Don and Judy LOST IN SPACE season 3

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No Ordinary Life Lost in Space Don West/Judy Robinson 2m36s rated general Premiere for vidukon_cardiff! Tagged: crushes, outer space, interplanetary travel contains: flashes at 00:45, 00:47, 1:45, black frame cuts between 1:33 and 1:43, shaking at 1:45 Why don't you surprise me?

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A Don and Judy Ficlet:

Lost in Space (2018)

Rating: G

Info: Don doesn’t expect anybody to care.

Notes: I wrote this on the plane. It may be the beginning of a longer series I would post on ao3. We’ll see. It’s just fluffy and not heavily edited. I just wish there had been more DonxJudy in season 2 😭

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Set during the last episode of season 1.

Don West did not cry often. He had cried just a little while ago. But he could cry all over again seeing the Jupiter 2 come closer as the harpooned spaceship rubble John and he were clinging to was reeled in.

When they were finally pulled into safety and the Jupiter 2’s door was shut, John collapsed into his daughters’ waiting arms. They were all making that half-sobbing, half-laughing noise that comes from feeling so many emotions at once.

Don smiled softly at the sight. He didn’t expect anybody to reach for him next. Somebody caring about him was a foreign experience.

Judy got to him first. She broke away from her dad and rushed over to wrap her arms around Don and squeeze hard. Her head was on his chest. In the back of his mind he wished he wasn’t wearing his space suit because then the embrace would be much more intimate and less awkward.

He belatedly wrapped his arms around her and tilted his head down so his nose was pressed into her curls.

Don didn’t get a lot of hugs. He couldn’t remember the last one. And he didn’t foresee a lot of opportunities to hug the wonderful, beautiful Judy Robinson in his future and he had almost died so he was taking full advantage.

Too soon, Judy pulled away. But she didn’t let go completely. She put one hand on his shoulder and another cupped his jaw.

His breath hitched slightly and then a second later he realized she was in full-doctor mode. She tilted his head from side to side.

“It looks like you got some antifreeze in your eyes but it should be fine,” she said. “Are you hurt anywhere?”

“I’m just tired,” Don said, realizing just how exhausted he was now that the adrenaline was leaving his system. He sagged a little against Judy and she reached her arms around him to hold him up.

Penny and Will were coming in for hugs now and Judy got out of the way. Simultaneously Don felt so loved by this awesome family and sad that Judy wasn’t touching him anymore.

“Really guys, it was no big deal,” Don said, “we were only floating in space for what, like six hours? That’s nothing.”

After the hugs and the laugh-sobs though, Penny went to help John walk towards the med bay.

Judy came back to Don’s side. She wrapped her arms around his middle and let him lean on her as she began to walk towards med bay.

“Come on. Let’s get that suit off and I can do exams to make sure you’re both okay,” she said.

John and Penny weren’t in med bay when they got there. John probably wanted to see Maureen and make sure everyone wasn’t about to die for some new and different crazy reason. There was always something.

Judy began helping Don take the suit off.

“I can do it myself. I’m not dead yet,” he joked.

Judy put her hands up in surrender and gave him a small smile. She went about getting some supplies out of cabinets while Don attempted to remove his suit.

But his limbs were like jelly and his hands were shaky so he wasn’t having much luck. Judy rolled her eyes and sighed.

“Let me, princess,” she said.

Don let her strip layers off of him until he was only wearing his under space suit.

“And that’s all you’re getting off me,” he quipped. Judy’s cheeks flushed slightly which caused Don to blush also.

God, she was a sight for sore eyes. Had he died and gone to heaven? Where an angel took care of him and looked at him like that? If so, Don didn’t care right then.

Don sat on the exam table and Judy did a quick once-over since he said he wasn’t in any pain anywhere-just sore all over and some slight irritation around his eyes.

She got out an ointment for around his eyes. When he reached to take it from her, his hands shook so she pushed his hands away.

Then she was using her delicate fingers to rub ointment on his face, tracing the bridge of his nose, his brow, his cheek bones.

Don couldn’t bare to keep looking into her eyes so close and full of concern. So his eyes fluttered shut and he savored the touch.

He thought it might have been the most physically intimate moment of his life. They were fully clothed and the touch was innocent but it still felt more intimate than any tryst he’s ever had.

Did he imagine that she took longer than probably necessary? Was it wishful thinking?

When he was less exhausted he would reign in his emotions and his imagination because Judy Robinson was a beautiful force of nature and Don wasn’t even certain he was deserving of her friendship, let alone anything more

Don opened his eyes and Judy’s hands stilled, cupping the sides of his face. They looked into each other’s eyes for a long, silent moment.

“I-I thought you were-“ Judy began, her eyes watery with tears threatening to spill.

Don put one of his hands over her smaller one.

“Dead? Don’t worry, it would take a lot more than that to kill Don West...and even more to kill your father. I’m beginning to think you Robinsons can’t be killed.”

Judy laughed despite herself and Don squeezed her hand.

Then John cleared his throat from standing in the doorway. Don dropped his hand and Judy pulled away. It was only as she took a big step back, that Don realized she had been standing between his thighs and cupping his face.

Don avoided John’s pointed look. If he wasn’t dead yet, John might kill him.

“Come on,” John said. “We’re not out of the woods yet.”