[A Stupid Hot Mess] -- [Kirk and Bones]

[kirktastic]

After the communication with Bones, Kirk already knew this was going to not go well. He had left a last note to Bones, giving him the location of a small lounge near the residential area. It was supposed to be for ambassadors, but hell, he was Captain. He could use it, and he could lock it down.

He also knew the replicator had access to the alcoholic menu.

He flopped down with a grunt into a heavily padded chair and closed his eyes. His left hand was throbbing slowly in time with his heart beat, and he told it to leave him alone. This was the absolute last thing he ever wanted to be doing.

And Bones was forcing him to. Fuck.

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[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

"There's more. Just a good starting point." Kirk tried for a small smile this time, but it was a bit forced.

[dctr-mccoy.livejournal.com]

Bones chuckled a little. "Have you talked to your dad about what happened to him?" he asked. He'd be speaking with George tomorrow about this.

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

"No." Kirk shrugged softly, "Why would he talk to me about it?"

[dctr-mccoy.livejournal.com]

"Because you two are family and you shared a terrible experience?" Bones asked him.

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

"But why would we talk about it?" Kirk frowned at Bones, confused. He didn't want to talk about it, and George probably didn't want to either.

[dctr-mccoy.livejournal.com]

"Don't you want to know if he's okay?" It confused Bones that Kirk wouldn't be more interested in how his father was doing. "All injuries aren't physical, you know..."

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

"...I know he's okay." Kirk whispered, the tiniest smile on his lips. "I know. I mean, he's not perfect, he's hiding a lot of it... but he'll be okay."

[dctr-mccoy.livejournal.com]

Fuck, these Kirks... "People don't just - Jim, he's hurting too. Maybe talking about it would help him. Wouldn't it be worth it to find out?"

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

"I know he's hurting, but he'll be okay. I... I'm not that type, Bones. I know him, he's my Dad... but..." He gave a vague little gesture. "I've only known him for a few months. I've known you for years and this is hard."

[dctr-mccoy.livejournal.com]

Bones stood and walked the two steps until he was in front of Kirk's chair. Kneeling on one knee, he took Kirk's head in his hands and kissed him.

Pulling back, he looked into Kirk's eyes. "I know," he said, as if their conversation hadn't stopped. "I know you hate this. But it's going well, believe it or not. I think it's been good." And it had been. Kirk's obvious reluctance to elaborate aside, he'd admitted to issues being there, even if they disagreed on how to best deal with those issues.

It was a start.

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

The kiss felt him feel better about the whole situation. Kirk returned it, soft and sweet, and sighed against his lips. "Long as you think so, doc." He muttered, playing off the ancient name between them. That first night they had met again after the shuttle.

[dctr-mccoy.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I think so," he repeated, settling down on the ground next to Kirk's legs. Stretching his own out in front of him, he leaned back. "I'm talking to your dad tomorrow."

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

"...worried about that?" Kirk asked, thinking. He reached down with both hands and put them on Bones' shoulders, then started to dig his thumbs into the muscles he knew were always stiff.

[dctr-mccoy.livejournal.com]

"Kinda." Bones melted into the touch, his shoulders arching lightly as he subconsciously leaned back and sighed, closing his eyes.

"I don't want to fuck this up, especially with your family." Hanging his head forward, he shivered a little. "You and your dad are too important to me."

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

Kirk kept up the slow massage, pausing only to shake out his hand when the stiffness made the muscles ache. "Feel the same about your mom." He muttered unhappily.

[dctr-mccoy.livejournal.com]

"...hmmm." Bones closed his eyes, and chuckled a little. "Funny, I'm glad to have them all, you know, in our lives again."

"But it sure as hell complicates things." He sighed, reaching up for Kirk's hand. "My mom... its all a mess, you know. Fucking that up, I think."

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

Kirk slid his hand into Bones' grasp, squeezing a little. "Why do you think you're fucking it up?" He asked, looking down at his friend.

[dctr-mccoy.livejournal.com]

"'Cause she told me?" he laughed a little bitterly. "She had a bit of a breakdown, told me I wasn't her son, not the one she wanted anyway." He let their fingers slide together before lacing them. "Hmmm, between her and Joanna, I've been wonderin' if I'm doing either of them any good or just making things worse."

He looked back up at Kirk and shrugged.

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

"Can only do what you can do, Bones." Kirk said softly, sliding his other hand through Bones' hair.

[dctr-mccoy.livejournal.com]

"Yeah," he said. "You still like me, guess that counts for something," he joked, leaning his head against Kirk's lap.

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

Kirk smiled a little with that, feeling better slowly. "Always will." He muttered, brushing his fingers in a flicking motion as a little tease. He wondered, and dreaded, what Bones would ask him next.

[dctr-mccoy.livejournal.com]

They sat there like that for a few quiet moments, just touching each other softly. "So what happens now?" he asked, hand on Kirk's leg, rubbing gently.

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

"..Up to you, doc." Kirk said very softly.

[dctr-mccoy.livejournal.com]

Bones looked up. "Sorry," he said, giving him a sad smile. "Wasn't clear there. I meant, what's next with Nero and his ship? What's gonna happen with them?"

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

Kirk licked his lips, "Gonna call an officer's meaning. Both sets of crew, just the higher officers. Figure out what we should do... even if my say is final."