Why titles are so hard to think of?
WARNING AGAIN: Implied SLASH!
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McCoy started for the corridor, where the enemy was preparing to jump them at any second, ignoring the stunned looks he was getting from his friends.
"Bones!" he heard Kirk call as he was just a few steps from the corner. "Will you marry me?"
He turned back, to make sure his Captain saw his expression. One of regret and resignation.
"Ask me again, when this is over," he replied. There wasn't any chance, that after Kirk learn about who he was, what he was, he would want to be friends with him, let alone marry him.
Jim smiled in understanding, "I'm asking you now, John."
For a moment McCoy froze, shocked and confused. But then a slow, genuine smile spread across his face, "Yes, I will."