Entry tags:
Star Trek Xi, "Two Tickets," Kirk/McCoy, PG
Title: "Two Tickets"
Fandom: Star Trek
Pairing: Kirk/McCoy
Rating: PG (brief mentions of violence)
Summary: Even future starship captains have bad days.
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andhopeto wanted McCoy comforting Kirk after a "terrible, horrible, no-good, very bad day" at the Academy. I originally typed and posted this from my phone (I was traveling, and bored), and it was kind of hilariously typo-ridden. But I think the sentiment was there.
"So what do you this it would take for me to get reassigned to Romulus?"
"That bad, huh, kid?"
"You could say that. Pike just spent the past two hours and, um, twenty-seven minutes yelling at me. The man's got an impressive lung capacity."
Leonard could tell that Jim was really down in the dumps, because it didn't even sound dirty when he said that. "What were you in for this time?"
Jim shoved off his boots and collapsed backward onto his bed, staring at the ceiling. "Instructor Patel thought my adviser ought to know about my class presentation this morning. Or, y'know, lack thereof."
"I thought you said you had that under control."
"I did! But I was in the Academy Hospital all night. Apparently I'm allergic to the three most common painkillers used in Starfleet hospitals. Isn't that interesting?"
At the sound of Jim's exhausted little sigh, Leonard gave in to temptation and crossed the room to climb into bed with him, looping one arm around his smaller shoulders. "That's... well, that's certainly something. Why the hell didn't you ask for me?"
"From what they told me, I was unconscious. There was a misunderstanding at a party."
"Good Lord, Jim, what did you do this time?"
"Nothing! I was just making conversation. With a girl. Whose boyfriend was about ten feet tall. Literally." At the memory, Jim shuddered a little and snuggled closer to Leonard's side. Leonard let out a low whistle.
"Wait, it gets worse."
"How could it possibly get worse?"
"He's my TA for Navigation."
"Okay, that's worse. But you already had some of your presentation done, right? I saw you working on it."
"I had notes, in my bookbag. Which got, um, left at the party."
"Oh."
"Yeah. So, how much do you think one ticket to Romulus costs?"
Instead of answering, Leonard just gathered his roommate up in his arms and kissed him on the forehead before Jim tilted his face up to return the kiss. He let the kid's somewhat bruised condition rule out their usual rough stuff, stroking Jim's jawline instead of gripping it, cradling him in his arms rather than holding him down. As Leonard slid one hand slowly down Jim's side, he heard a low, sleepy murmur.
"Okay, make that two tickets."
Fandom: Star Trek
Pairing: Kirk/McCoy
Rating: PG (brief mentions of violence)
Summary: Even future starship captains have bad days.
AN:
andhopeto wanted McCoy comforting Kirk after a "terrible, horrible, no-good, very bad day" at the Academy. I originally typed and posted this from my phone (I was traveling, and bored), and it was kind of hilariously typo-ridden. But I think the sentiment was there."So what do you this it would take for me to get reassigned to Romulus?"
"That bad, huh, kid?"
"You could say that. Pike just spent the past two hours and, um, twenty-seven minutes yelling at me. The man's got an impressive lung capacity."
Leonard could tell that Jim was really down in the dumps, because it didn't even sound dirty when he said that. "What were you in for this time?"
Jim shoved off his boots and collapsed backward onto his bed, staring at the ceiling. "Instructor Patel thought my adviser ought to know about my class presentation this morning. Or, y'know, lack thereof."
"I thought you said you had that under control."
"I did! But I was in the Academy Hospital all night. Apparently I'm allergic to the three most common painkillers used in Starfleet hospitals. Isn't that interesting?"
At the sound of Jim's exhausted little sigh, Leonard gave in to temptation and crossed the room to climb into bed with him, looping one arm around his smaller shoulders. "That's... well, that's certainly something. Why the hell didn't you ask for me?"
"From what they told me, I was unconscious. There was a misunderstanding at a party."
"Good Lord, Jim, what did you do this time?"
"Nothing! I was just making conversation. With a girl. Whose boyfriend was about ten feet tall. Literally." At the memory, Jim shuddered a little and snuggled closer to Leonard's side. Leonard let out a low whistle.
"Wait, it gets worse."
"How could it possibly get worse?"
"He's my TA for Navigation."
"Okay, that's worse. But you already had some of your presentation done, right? I saw you working on it."
"I had notes, in my bookbag. Which got, um, left at the party."
"Oh."
"Yeah. So, how much do you think one ticket to Romulus costs?"
Instead of answering, Leonard just gathered his roommate up in his arms and kissed him on the forehead before Jim tilted his face up to return the kiss. He let the kid's somewhat bruised condition rule out their usual rough stuff, stroking Jim's jawline instead of gripping it, cradling him in his arms rather than holding him down. As Leonard slid one hand slowly down Jim's side, he heard a low, sleepy murmur.
"Okay, make that two tickets."
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Wee typo here: stroking Jom's jawline instead of gripping it
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Oh man, I knew there'd be at least one I didn't catch.
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