DISCLAIMER: I don't own Star Trek.
Warning: Slash, don't like, don't read.
A/N: This is just a little drabble idea that popped into my head when I was shopping. Have fun!
Dinner Suit
It was 1700 hours when James T. Kirk came practically waltzing into Bones's quarters, a grin on his face and a gleam in his ice blue eyes.
Bones was sitting on the bed, reading a particularly nasty message from Jocelyn, wincing as he went on as if the words were somehow physically harming him.
"Are you still reading that?" Jim demanded, incredulously.
"Helps me hate the bitch all the more," Bones answered.
"Well quit for the evening, and get dressed."
Jim stepped over to the closet and opened it, fishing around inside for something.
Bones looked himself over. "I am dressed," he said.
"As of twenty minutes ago, we are on shore leave. Here. We're going off-ship for a bit." Jim handed him a hanger with an outfit hanging off it and headed into the bathroom. "Get dressed."
"Goddammit, Jim!" Bones growled, standing, "If you think that I'm gonna be draggin' your drunk, beaten ass out of another seedy bar, pursued by a six-foot-five, pissed-off Orion pirate like last time, you can think again!" He glanced at the outfit, then continued ranting. "And furthermore, there is now way in hell you are going to get me drunk enough to do it in another goddamn rental car. I think my shore leave would be better spent not getting the shit beaten out of me, thank you very much, and…and…" Slowly, the doctor's eyes were drawn back to the outfit. He frowned. "…Is this a dinner suit?" he asked, in disbelief.
Jim, who was in the process of stripping off his shirt, snorted. "No, Bones, it's a flapper costume. We're going back to the Roaring Twenties so you can tap-dance in a skimpy dress and serenade the crowd with that lovely voice of yours," he replied, sarcastically.
"I'm serious," Bones said, staring shocked at the outfit in his hand. "Are you taking me out? I mean, out-out? Nice-out?"
"Just get dressed," came Jim's reply over the sound of running water from the shower.
Bones could hear the smile in his lover's voice as he started to take off his shirt.
FIN
Mwahaha.
