[Kirk's Quarters] -- [Kirk and Bones]

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Kirk felt somewhat better when returning from engineering. Hearing his lady talk had been an absolute pleasure, and briefly he wondered if she had spoken to anyone else like that or he was her first. That thought made him laugh, and the last tensions of the night spilled away. There would be too much to deal with the next day, but right now the only thing he wanted to do was sleep.

He crept into his own quarters since he knew Bones was asleep there. Kirk quickly stripped himself down and vanished into the bathroom long enough for a fast sonic shower and to brush his teeth, then crawled up along side of Bones.

When he buried his head gently against the back of Bones' head, he could immediately smell the liquor that had obviously been what rocked his friend to sleep that night (or possibly decked him in the back of the head with a sledgehammer.) We'll get to just go out and sleep on the beach for a while, and maybe go get some really good seafood. Wanna spend some time in the sun, heard they have rock climbing, swim...

The idea made him smile and he wrapped his arms around Bones' body, whispering something too quiet to hear against the other's ear before he let himself fall asleep.

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"We got to, soon. I heard the captain of this ship's a real hardass." One more lingering kiss, his hand wrapped around Jim's hand, and he sat up, swinging his legs off the bed. Looking over at his clothes, he laughed to himself. Heading back to his room in last night's clothes, like a kid again.

His feet planted on the floor, he felt nervous for the first time. "I'll see you later?" he asked. No pressure, no promises, nothing that sounded like a rope or saddle.

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"Heard his CMO's a right fucker, too." Kirk teased back, watching Bones with a small grin. "Yea... yea. Later. We'll be hitting Risa soon... save some beach for me?"

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Leonard laughed to himself. "Yeah, I heard that too." He found him pants and the shirt he'd been wearing last night balled up on the floor of the bathroom. Dressing quickly, he idly wondered what sort of shore leave this was going to be.

He was almost dressed when he noticed that the room had gotten quiet, except for the sound of him shuffling and zipping. "Jim," he started, looking back at where he was still sitting on the bed, watching him, "I'm no damn good with words, you know that. But this, what happened..." he exhaled, suddenly looking every bit as scared as he felt. "This, us... it's a good thing."

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Well, at least one of the pink elephants in the room was being addressed. Kirk's fingers curled in the sheets around him. It was almost a relief to see that odd sort of fear come over Bones' expression because at least it meant he wasn't the only one. "...are you sure?" He asked quietly, but the tone... he was giving Bones a way out. To say this had been fun, stress relief, or something like that. His expression was hard to read, his eyes intense.

A man waiting to be rejected, because he was used to it. After all, he'd done the same thing to a thousand men and women, right? He could take it too.

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Leaning against the doorway, Bones watched Jim's face change, recognizing that particular mask; he'd seen it before, when his best friend didn't want anyone to know how he was really feeling. But he couldn't keep the feeling from his eyes - they were his tell, and Bones read those eyes like a book.

I'm in love with you, Jim. I'm never gonna leave you, you know that. You are the only one I'm ever going to want like this. I'm in this forever. These thoughts swam through his head, and it made him happy, to know that he was still capable of that sort of love, even if Jim wasn't ready to hear that just yet.

"I'm sure," he finally answered, eyes locked on Jim's. "Took me some time, but I'm ready now, for you," he added, a slow smile growing on his face. "And I think you're ready for me."

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And Bones was the last person that really could read him so well. The rest had distanced themselves.. or died.

The smile that he could see on Bones' face gave a swell to such hope in his chest he thought it would explode. Could Bones really mean it? The problem was Kirk just didn't understand it. Why? He couldn't give Bones his world and never leave it... he wasn't built to be monogamous, and if his elder self was any tell, he definitely wasn't going to get any better. What could Bones possibly get from a relationship with him except heartbreak?

(He knew exactly what he got from this. Or could get, if it was true. The love of a a good man that wouldn't turn away from him, the knowledge that someone actually cared about him in this place, that he would never be alone again.)

But he thought of the look Bones had given him earlier, the one he was been given right now, and decided... he was willing to try.

"...Long as you're sure." The easy words were belied by the tight tone as they caught in his throat. Trying to play easy what was far from it, but also, at the same time... agreeing with Bones' statement. That he was ready for this.

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A slow nod was his only response, trying to look so much calmer than he felt. Bones was certain that Jim could probably hear his heart thumping loudly from across the room.

Damn, it was getting late. At this rate, even with his late start he'd be behind schedule today. "I'll see you later," he told Jim, another sad smile at leaving. Moving slowly, he pulled himself away from Jim's bedroom (and Jim's naked form), and headed out the door toward his own quarters.

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Kirk let out a slow breath and scrubbed a hand over his face. "...Jim, whatcha got yourself into now?" He muttered to himself, levering his body out of bed. He scratched his stomach, making a face at the drying substance there, and went to get a shower.

And try not to think of...

Oh fuck it, he'd just wank in the shower.