Title: Not a Lumberjack
Auther: bookdragon01
Characters & Pairings: Kirk, McCoy
Rating: K+
Genre: Humor (could be friendship or slash)
Summary: There are some things only Jim would dare to say when Bones was holding an axe.
Swack! The ax fell hard on the wood and McCoy muttered under his breath. "Think of it - a weekend in a rustic cabin, Bones."
Swack! "Just the two of us, Bones."
Swack! He glanced up to see Jim lounging against the corner of the shed and shot him a pointed glare. "More like just me chopping wood for the fireplace."
Jim flashed a trademark grin. "But you do it so well."
Bones lifted the ax and a threatening eyebrow. "You gonna just stand there, or are you gonna help?"
"Okay, I'll help. How about a little music?" Jim crossed his arms and whistled a tune.
"I'm a doctor, not a lumberjack, dammit!" Bones growled. "And I am definitely not'okay' with you just watchin'."
"Relax, Bones." Jim smiled mischievously as he strolled over. "I was just imagining what you had on under the jeans and flannel..."
AN: Originally written for the Not-So-Bleak Midwinter drabble-a-thon at LJ based on a prompt showing a picture of an axe and a pile of chopped wood in a rustic setting.
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