Since the fans beckoned for some Bones Love...I came up with this idea! There will be a series of tribbles titled Bones' something or other all about Bones and his poor poor self. I hope you all enjoy!
Bones' Blunder
On his way to his quarters on D Deck, Doctor Leonard McCoy made a rather ineffectual blunder. He decided that, since he was finished with his shift for the evening and his dear friend James T. Kirk was also currently on break, he would go and invite the young Captain for a drink.
As he approached the Captain's Quarters, he pressed the chime for the door, glancing at the time piece on his communicator. Hm...maybe it was a little late for a drink.
The door slid open and he stepped into Jim's unusually warm cabin.
"Hm...quite the dominant possessive, aren't you Spock?"
"On the contrary, Captain, I feel no such emotions. I simply prefer to be...in charge of the situation."
"Well I've got to admit, it's kind of surprising. I didn't expect you to rise to the challenge like that."
Bones froze. The hell? Jim and Spock's private lives were of no interest to him, and if he had walked in on something nasty-
"God, Spock!" Jim suddenly exclaimed, sending blood rushing to Bones' ears and down from his head. Sweet baby Jesus and his lovely mother Mary, he was not going to deal with this!
"I needed that Bishop you know!"
...what? Bones stepped cautiously into the room to find Jim sprawled petulantly in a chair across a chess-cluttered table from Spock, who had a slightly smug expression on his face. Well, as close to an expression as the Vulcan came.
"Oh, there you are Bones. What did you need?" Jim asked, still scrutinizing the chessboard, and McCoy glanced between them silently for a moment as images he definitely didn't want or need danced through his head before he scrunched his eyes closed, rubbing them wearily.
"Nothing Jim. Just...nothing."
I love you Bones.
The colors conflicted
As the flames climbed into the clouds.
I wanted to fix this
But couldn't stop from tearing it down.