Bones knew it was wasteful, using all that water, but it felt so good, his muscles loosening and relaxing.
He heard a voice, Kirk taking, and he chuckled, wondering if he was planning on joining him. After a few minutes Kirk hadn't shown up, so he turned off the water and stepped out.
Bones wrapped a towel around his waist and was heading out of the bathroom when he stopped in his tracks.
Kirk wasn't talking to him. The room, dimly lit, no one saw him in the doorway, though he could easily make out Spock and Nyota, Spock's hand in Kirk's, and Bones frowned. He could make out the words Kirk was saying and he understood, but none of it made sense.
Except it did make sense - they wanted Kirk tonight, and they came looking for him. Shit...
He took another step into the room, making enough noise to get their attention. Standing there, towel wrapped loose around his hips, the flush on his face creeping down his chest as he became aware of how undressed he was. He hurried to grab a pair of track pants out the dresser and quickly tossed them on in the bathroom before walking back out, not catching anyone's eyes until he at least had some pants on.
Bones glanced up at Nyota briefly then Spock, acknowledging them before turning to Kirk. "Hey," he said, confused as fuck. His eyes were dark and cloudy. "Do I need to leave?" he asked, hoping he didn't sound as unsure as he felt.
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Date: 2009-11-06 05:21 am (UTC)He heard a voice, Kirk taking, and he chuckled, wondering if he was planning on joining him. After a few minutes Kirk hadn't shown up, so he turned off the water and stepped out.
Bones wrapped a towel around his waist and was heading out of the bathroom when he stopped in his tracks.
Kirk wasn't talking to him. The room, dimly lit, no one saw him in the doorway, though he could easily make out Spock and Nyota, Spock's hand in Kirk's, and Bones frowned. He could make out the words Kirk was saying and he understood, but none of it made sense.
Except it did make sense - they wanted Kirk tonight, and they came looking for him. Shit...
He took another step into the room, making enough noise to get their attention. Standing there, towel wrapped loose around his hips, the flush on his face creeping down his chest as he became aware of how undressed he was. He hurried to grab a pair of track pants out the dresser and quickly tossed them on in the bathroom before walking back out, not catching anyone's eyes until he at least had some pants on.
Bones glanced up at Nyota briefly then Spock, acknowledging them before turning to Kirk. "Hey," he said, confused as fuck. His eyes were dark and cloudy. "Do I need to leave?" he asked, hoping he didn't sound as unsure as he felt.