The Dangers Of Unknown Plants (Leonard McCoy x Reader)
“Leonard, why is the sky yellow? What are all those dancing lights in front of me……ohhh, they’re turning into spirals and flowers!! Weeeee….”
You burst into uncontrollable giggling, pointing at said “flowers” happily. Everything was very amusing to you in your current state of spore induced bliss. You’d been gathering samples of the planet’s native flora when one brightly colored tulip like flower had puffed pollen in your face. You’d sneezed a lot and started feeling very strange. Dr. McCoy was watching you closely and Spock was investigating the plant.
“High as a kite,” Leonard sighed, watching you twirl around in glee. He’d seen this before, but you were the cutest and funniest stoned scientist he’d ever seen.
“Purple bunnies! Look how cute! I want to pet one!” you yelled, wobbling toward the imaginary rabbits. You tripped and Leonard caught you before you face planted onto a rock.
“Nope. Sit your pretty self back down, Y/N,” he ordered. “You’re too out of it to go prancing around.”
You plopped down with a pout.
“Spoilsport,” you grumbled, turning your sappy smile on him. Boy, was he handsome!
“You’re super hot,” you observed dreamily, eyeing him up and down. “Such broad shoulders…….great jaw line…..pretty eyes……that dimple.”
You booped his chin and giggled again.
“I should ask you out, handsome,” you said.
Leonard’s eyebrow raised.
“Oh, should you now?” He asked amusedly.
“Absolutely. You’re gorgeous, doctor.”
You batted your eyelashes.
Another voice joined the party and you barely recognized the Captain speaking, so focused were you on ogling Leonard, who didn’t seem at all bothered by it.
“How is she, Bones?” Jim asked.
“Oh, still flying pretty high. She’s having fun hitting on her husband.”
Husband? You searched your hazy brain and finally managed to conjure up a memory or two. Oh, yeah. You’d married him. Your grin grew larger.
“I have good taste, don’t I, Captain?” you asked with a lopsided grin.
“Impeccable taste, Y/N,” Jim agreed. “Bones here is quite the catch.”
He winked at his friend.
“Dammit, Jim, I’m a doctor not a prize fish,” grumbled Leonard mildly. You almost fell over from laughing so hard and you were pulled into his arms.
“Alright, I think we’ve had enough,” he sighed. “It’s back to the ship with you until this wears off.”
Jim nodded and you made a sad face.
“I’m sorry, Y/N, but it’s for your own safety. I don’t want you hurting yourself while you’re out of it. Bones will take good care of you.”
“Oh, I bet he will,” your grin turned naughty and you could hear Leonard sigh.
“It’s gonna be a long day,” he muttered.
You patted his arm.
“Aww, I’ll cheer you up, honey,” you promised, batting your eyelashes again.
“You are incorrigible, darlin’,” he said affectionately. “Now let’s get you home.”
“Yay!” you cheered.
As you and Leonard disappeared, Jim turned to Spock.
“Well, that was interesting. You think she’ll be affected for a while?”
“Given the dose she was exposed to and the potency of it, I would say so, Captain,” the commander confirmed, busily making notes. “Leonard may have a rather…….interesting……few hours if her current behavior continues until this wears off.”
Jim grinned.
“He sure will. Good luck, Bones,” he murmured under his breath.
when the alien pollen enters your lungs and heat is bubbling under your skin, throat constricting, eyes wet and lack of impulse pounding through your head blinding your inhibitions until you're begging to be thrown against the jagged rocks and taking it as hard as you can get without any semblance of rationality neither in yourself or the enemy who is drawn in by the demonic energy emanating from your infected body
