A/N: Written for 28th May SFW entry at jim_and_bones. Seriously, men in tuxedos look just that good.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but this silly piece of writing.
Before they say I do
"You know, Bones, you're as nervous as if it were you walking down the aisle," said Jim teasingly, making Leonard look into the ground bashfully.
"Yeah," he replied, "I suppose it's not every day your head nurse asks you to walk her down the aisle, so she can marry ship chef-engineer."
"No kidding," smirked Jim. "Imagine my surprise when Scotty came to my ready room, stuttering badly and sweating as if he was running a fever - only to stutter out that he wants to get married and I'm to wed them." H
e smiled suddenly, that secret little smile he saved for special occasions. "You look good in that tuxedo, Bones - and I'll be hard-pressed to look at the soon to be newly weds, as I'll be leading the wedding," he whispered, drawing Bones closer.
discreet cough startled them from the short private moment. "Captain, Doctor," Jim's yeoman, young and perky blonde woman of name Janice said, "I believe it's time to start."
"Just a moment." Jim turned back to Bones, leaning in to whisper in his ear. "As I said - you look good. But will definitely look even better, as I get you out of it tonight," he finished and was gone in blink, leaving Bones on the spot, his heart beating wildly.
Car with the bride arrived, and beaming Christine got out, smiling warmly. "So, Leonard," she said, as he led her to the building the wedding was taking place, "I'm glad you agreed to walk me down the aisle."
"It was an honour that you asked, Christine," answered Bones, feeling rather awkward.
She giggled, hiding her mouth delicately behind her hand. "And it was also piece of tactical thinking - nothing says 'and treat her well, dammit!' better than scowling doctor who is not afraid of using all those nasty hypos in the sickbay."
He only had time to chuckle at the notion, before they were by Jim and beaming groom, whose eyes were following Christine the whole time since they crossed the threshold. Christine let go of Leonard's arm and went to stand beside Scotty, giving him a gentle smile as she did so.
Leonard himself went to his place, allowing Jim' voice wash over his ears in the words "we have gathered here..."
The rest of the day was a bit like a dream; the last "I do's", throwing of the bouquet (part of him thought that Christine intentionally aimed at the men, instead of aiming at women, and given his luck, the damned bouquet hit him in the face, before he caught it in his hands), the feast, the dancing...
One thing was sure, though, as they re-affirmed themselves later that day, when they were finally alone. Both of them looked good in tuxedos. But outside of them, they looked much, much better.