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who: Jim Kirk & Leonard McCoy
what: a failed dinner date surprise
when: now
where: their place, shared housing
warnings: gross domesticity, probably some smooching and general self-indulgent shippy stuff. will update if need be!

All in all, Jim had liked the flower festival a little more. Granted, he'd still been getting used to life in Riverview then, but the mood in general had been livelier and more festive. Not that people were in any way sadder or more unpleasant, but there was definitely a lingering feeling of grief and loss that just didn't sit well with him.

Most of the aspects weren't really up his alley, so he skipped on a lot of it. He accepted any lanterns only so he wouldn't be rude, but he didn't share any stories, he didn't hang any lanterns. He was honestly debating on whether to send a single lantern down the river in a few days, but he had time. Until then? There was one tradition he could get behind, at least.

Or... well, try his best, anyway. Because cooking really wasn't a strong suit of his.

He organized himself so that, hopefully, it wouldn't be too disastrous. Choosing a recipe: check. Buying ingredients: check. Getting some little decorative items just to set the mood: check. Oh, and a cute fancy apron (fundamental, clearly): check.

It all seemed fairly straightforward. He set up the table for two, simple but with a couple of candles and a small jar with flowers, the rest of the flat tidied up to near perfection. And it would've been perfection if it weren't for the fact that halfway through keeping an eye on the meat roasting in the oven, he let the rice burn and stick to the bottom of the cooking pot, and by the time he took care of that there was an even stronger smell of something burning in the air. He opened the oven and— ah. Great. A curtain of smoke right into his face that quickly enough spread through the rest of the flat.

Windows open, Jim was currently using a kitchen cloth to force the smoke out, looking a bit like a mess from having to deal with the disaster of his cooking attempt. Bones shouldn't be back so soon, though, so he could still try to get them takeout. Wouldn't be as special, but it'd have to do— and that way Bones wouldn't have to see the complete mess Jim had made of the kitchen, or the charred roadkill that should've been their dinner.

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"It's both attractive and annoyin' darlin'. You know that right?" Jim was more attractive than he had any right to be. Sometimes he felt plain in comparison even when he knew damn well he wasn't unattractive. Breathing in slowly, he huffed out a soft sound. "But I hope you keep showin' me all you can do." And he didn't just mean in that romantic or sexual way. Just in general...

Arching a brow slowly, he waited for Jim to start whatever it was he wanted him to guess. Suddenly laughing softly when Jim started to sing, he felt like his heart might burst in his chest. But at the same time, he felt the heat and red run into his cheeks. Leonard was good at a lot of things, but singing likely wasn't top of that list. Not like Jim who made Frank Sinatra songs sound just as good as the original.

Still, he had to give it a try cause he knew Jim left off like that for a reason. "And I seem to find the happiness I seek..." The doctor huffed at himself then at least finished that verse. "When we're out dancing cheek to cheek..."

"Yeah, you keep saying that. I think you just find me completely irresistible," Jim purred with a wink, grinning cheekily at the doctor. Sure, he could get a little annoying about a lot of things, but Bones never did seem too bothered by Jim's innate and impressive ability to be able to do a lot of things right on the first try. If anything he had been the one person who had been by his side all those times, more proud than anything else— if a little too worried at times too.

Jim's expression brightened as Bones picked up where he'd left off, and he chuckled and let out an impressed sound, taking a couple of steps so they moved slowly around the room, and closer to the couch. "Not half-bad, doc. I'm impressed."

Well, to be fair he was more impressed that Bones actually humored him and sang that, but still.

"Is that what it is?" He gave Jim a feigned look of surprise then laughed. "Yeah, Jim... you're damn near irresistible." Oh, completely, not just near. Jim drew him in like a moth to the flame. Which was also why it was so easy for the man to get him to smile.

"But that, darlin' is a lie. I am the worst at singin'." Well, not the worst. But he sure as hell knew it wasn't anywhere near impressive. "You're the one with the voice." And god, he may have never complimented Jim on it before, but he loved the moments Jim would start singing for whatever reason.

"You know, speakin' of," may as well make up for that lack of complimenting. "You make me crazy with that voice of yours." Oh, he was likely going to pay for owning up to that.

"Damn near?" He pretended to mull the words over in his head, looking up a moment, then shrugging with a small smile. "I can live with that." He knew very well it was more than that, of course, but sure, let the doctor put up that front if he wanted to. Wasn't fooling Jim, that was for sure.

"You're not the worst, don't say that. It's... tolerable," he said finally, huffing a small chuckle. Well, it wasn't much of a compliment, he knew. Bones had a lot of things he excelled at, singing just didn't happen to be one of them. Then again they weren't exactly on karaoke or open mic night, so it's not like it mattered.

Eyebrows raising just so, his lips curved into a sharper smile, and he pulled Bones closer as the back of his knees pressed against the armrest of the couch. "Mm, do I? Only when I'm singing, or... when I'm doing other things, too?"

"Not like I can let you have every thing too easily." He came back with a light tease, returning the smile with soft amusement. But he knew Jim knew better. In truth, he preferred it that way. Jim may know he's a gorgeous man, but the way Bones was completely his had nothing to do with just that. And as long as that meant something to Jim, he didn't mind him being on to him for his downplaying the truth.

"Tolerable." Snorting at that, he rolled his eyes before shifting a hand to pinch his side. "I know I won't be serenading anyone any time soon with favorable results. And if it worked on you, I'd know you were just showin' me pity." Still, he tried if only for Jim so he could say Leonard cared enough to try if nothing else. Jim was worth that.

Glancing down at the couch, the brief shift in his gaze reverted back to those luminous blue eyes, his body shifting to lean into his chest. Not too much, but enough Jim could feel his presence against him, warm and solid. "Mostly when you're singin'. Had to fight down most of my reactions to you talkin' to me that I don't notice as much. But..." He took in a slow breath as he tried to decide if he should explain it, the doctor finally finished his thought. "Sometimes when you get passionate about somethin' you're talkin' 'bout, or when you're voice gets low and soft... You definitely work me over and leave me a mess." And each time he did it got harder and not easier to ignore what it did to him.

"You let me have plenty of things too easily, so I don't see why not," he said with a wink. Really, didn't make much of a difference. Even when Bones tried to tone down the praise to avoid swelling his ego, Jim still heard the truth behind those words. Which, granted, was in part due to the excess of confidence he always had when it came to some aspects of himself. Fine, most aspects.

Not that he didn't have his moments of doubt and weakness, of course. Bones knew that better than anyone.

"Oh, did you? God, don't tell me just my voice was enough to get you all worked up," he practically purred, unable to stop himself from teasing the doctor as much as he could. Moving his hands to Bones's chest, he curled one finger into the placket of his shirt and tugged lightly, and he tipped his head to plant a trail of soft, warm kisses along Bones's jaw. "Guess I'll have to start exploring all these things my voice can do to you, then."

"Spoiled rotten." He gave a small laugh before shaking his head. "Am I so obvious all the time?" He honestly didn't think he'd been, but then, Jim was his soft spot and always had been.

"Please. I'm not that easy." In fact, he was the furthest from that. Jim just had one up on the rest of the world. And it drove him a little crazy how Jim made it look so easy to make him a complete mess. Really, it wasn't fair. "Well, guess I can't lie, lookin' forward to seein' what you come up with."

Shivering at the feeling of those kisses, he moved one hand up to cup the back of Jim's neck. "Really not fair what you can do to me..." His words came out in a soft sigh before he lightly nudged Jim. "Let's take this to the couch before you melt me so much I can't stay standin', alright?" Really, not fair at all how much of a disadvantage he was at with all this. Not that he would change anything... not a single thing.

"Maybe I just know you too well. So yeah, you're obvious to me at least." Well, not too obvious evidently, as Jim hadn't ever thought that Bones might have an interest in him as more than friends. Not that he minded the wait. Being together now felt right, and who knows how much he might've ruined their friendship if they'd hooked up when Jim was younger and much more prone to flings.

"I'd be kinda worried if you weren't," Jim huffed, nipping lightly at Bones's neck. They both were very much eager to explore more about their relationship, so it came as no surprise that Bones was curious to see what he could come up with.

Pulling back, he smiled warmly at Bones's last words, then finally letting go of Bones's shirt, he sat on the armrest of the couch, then simply flopped back across the cushions. Shifting back so he was lying completely on the couch, he then beckoned Bones to join him, propping his legs up and parting his knees to the side so Bones could slot himself between them.

"Probably a good thing you know me so well." Cause he had a feeling he'd accidentally run Jim off at some point if he didn't know how to see under the layers of pessimism and realism that made him sour a good portion of the time. Honestly, he didn't know how Jim could so easily ignore his moods most days, but he was damn thankful for it.

Still, he rolled his eyes affectionately at that comment about worrying. Not that the expression could even carry the teasing when Jim was still pressing against his neck like that. In fact, he managed a soft gasp at the nip, eyes closing just a moment. At least till Jim let go and toppled back on the couch. He snorted a partial laugh before angling his head at the way Jim's legs parted like that. God damn it, but he was doomed if that was all Jim had to do to make him want to jump him.

"You are gonna be the end of me, you know that?" Moving around the arm of the chair, he made sure not to accidentally fall too ungracefully on the man on the couch. Instead, he slotted easily between his legs and leaned over him. Hands slid up over his chest before one elbow came to rest beside Jim's head while his other hand smoothed the dark blonde hair back. "Not that I'm complainin'."

Well, Jim hadn't run off yet, so that was a silly concern for the doctor to have, really. He was all too used to Bones's little quirks by now, and he knew very well what hid behind those layers, see what lay beneath. Then again, Jim hadn't really been at his best when they'd first met either, so he should be just as grateful that Bones hadn't just decided to turn his back on him back then.

"Mm, I sure hope not," Jim said, with a soft grin that reached his eyes. He reached up and caught Bones's shirt near his sides as soon as he was within reach, one hand sliding up to cup the side of his face while his other arm curled around the doctor's waist. "Still got plenty I wanna do to you..."

Curling his fingers softly in the hair they got lost in, he felt the mirrored smile pull at his lips in response to the one on Jim's face. Leaning in slowly, he couldn't help but whisper a kiss to his lips sweetly before tipping his head to touch their noses as he pulled back. "Funny, I was just thinking something similar about you."

And yeah, he wanted to try a little of everything with Jim. Especially when he looked like that. Softened and warm, just that inner glow that made his heart melt whenever their eyes met. It was a wonder he ever ignored it as long as he did. But the, Jim never turned that much affection on him before they got here. "But you know, you've got time to do whatever you want to do to me. Just better give me time to return the favor."

Jim returned that kiss just as softly, hand curling around Bones's neck and fingers sifting through short strands of hair, not letting the doctor pull away too much. Not that it looked like he wanted to, but still. Taking every pause he could between Bones's words, he stole slow pecks from his lips, barely kisses as they were, hand moving to his jaw again so his thumb could draw across the doctor's lips.

"That's good to know. Because I do have a fairly comprehensive list." Not a literal list, mind. Although that could also be arranged.

Those sweet little kisses drove him to smiling wide and bright in a way that honestly, only Jim ever got out of him. The sweetness of it all made it nigh impossible to not break into a stupid twitterpated grin that gave away just how smitten he was with the blonde. Angling his head a little, he purposely nipped the pad of Jim's thumb tenderly.

"Guess you better start ticking things off that list then, sweetheart. Cause I think I'm dyin' of curiosity now wantin' to know what's on it." Leaning down again, he pressed their lips together again in a lingering kiss, his teeth purposely catching at his upper lip softly. "And I don't have to go in tomorrow morning, so... I'm all yours, Jim."

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