Sometimes dating the hottest cadet, male or female, at Starfleet Academy was more than Leonard McCoy could handle. Especially when you decided to keep it hush hush and your best friend wouldn't stop hitting on her.
"Leo, you aren't being fair!" Nyota countered.
"I don't have to be fair. I'm your boyfriend and every male within a goddamn square mile lusts after you!" Nyota wrapped McCoy's arms around her.
"But, I only lust after you." McCoy grunted and moved away from her, clearly not placated.
"Yeah, until some younger, happier, less horn-dog version of Jim Kirk shows interest." She shook her head.
"No, until a certain Southern Gentleman gets over his fear of commitment and tells me he loves me so I can say that I love him...more than anything."
McCoy grabbed her hand and ushered them out of the room, down the hall, and out onto the main quad. A large number of students were present. They were either studying or passing some rare free time with friends.
"Kiss me." She frowned at him.
"What?" He grasped both of her delicate hands in his larger ones.
"If you really love me. Really. More than anythin' else, then kiss me Darlin'. Here, in front of everyone." McCoy felt the pounding in his chest as he waited. Twenty-six heartbeats later she pressed her lips to his in front of nearly the entire campus.
He never doubted her again.