Prompt: Kirk, Joanna - Ask for Answers
Ask a Silly Question...
″Do you love my dad?″
Jim Kirk froze mid-bite and regarded Joanna McCoy with surprise and no small amount of exasperation. They'd read books that morning, played catch in the halls of the ship before lunch, and started her on chess lessons in the afternoon and she chose now, at dinnertime, in the crowded mess, and in front of a good chunk of his senior staff to ask him this question?
Sneaky little brat.
Jim heard a groan from beside him and turned to see Leonard McCoy, the brat's father, with his face buried in his hands. McCoy's shoulders shook slightly and Jim wasn't sure if that was due to laughter or horror.
Jim turned back to Joanna, whose innocent face regarded him, clearly waiting for an answer to her question. From the stares he could feel boring into him, he suspected that Spock, Uhura, Scotty, and Gaila were all waiting for his answer too.
Jim considered all the responses he could offer her, from lying to redirecting to attempting to delay her query until later, but as he regarded her patiently waiting form, and the hot blush that had spread across Bones' neck, he settled for simplicity.
″Yes.″ He spooned another bite of stew into his mouth.
″Okay, cool.″ And Joanna turned back to her dinner and did the same.