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[diditinthree]

❛❛ I can’t trust you to love me. Not fully. ❜❜

The words feel…indescribable as they cross the sparse space between them, and Jim’s mind works furiously to process the sensation. It feels like…pain, and confusion, and…and…&…

Swallowing thickly, it’s piteous how quickly Jim accepts the words for what he figures they are and accepts this as his fault. It’s so easy for the younger man to blame himself despite how often he might argue otherwise. Deep down– he knows. Of course it’s his fault. Bones cannot trust him because of what Jim has done in his past.

The older man has watched Jim flirt and sleep his way through the academy, so why should he trust him? What exactly has he done to earn it? Nothing. Not yet. The blonde cannot hope to convince him otherwise in this moment, and so he doesn’t. Finally though, he speaks up while nodding dismally and not meeting the other’s gaze. “I understand…I know why you wouldn’t trust me. I’m sorry, Bones, I–…” 

Trailing off, he frowns a little deeper and shrugs. “Maybe…maybe some day.” Or maybe not. He can’t know for sure. All he can know is that he will TRY with everything that he is to prove his worth because he DOES love the grumpy doctor-- hasn’t been able to untangle himself since the day they first met.                                         But if Bones never trusts him...  –  “Just…you won’t leave, right?”                                                                                                            i need you

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         “I have never heard you so complimentary, sir.”

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The male nursed the remainder of his amber liquid, relaxing as his listened to the ice clink against the glass. Today hadn’t gone the way he had hoped at all. Lost in his own thoughts, only stirring back to reality as Len, gently nudged him, reminding him he was there - as a friend? Or something else? Scotty couldn’t think about that now. clearing his dry throat - he peered up at the stockier male, defeat etched upon his features, a loud sigh escaping his dry, cracked lips. 

“don’t wanna talk abou’ it.” He grumbled out weakly - an attempt to warn the other off. “ just my father. ”

 If there was one thing Scotty had never spoken about, it was his family - especially his father - admiral in the star fleet, thank god it was unknown to his crew - swallowing the remainder of the liquid, he turned tiredly to Len, a fake smile tugging at his lips. “ yeh don’t wanna hear abou- tha’ shit. ”

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leonxrdmccoy replied to your post:

yes. you should go to a doctor! just to be safe at least

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YES.

yes moms.

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    “You know I’m not an idiot, right?” Joanna remarks as she moves across his office, taking a seat in one of the chairs that sat in front of his desk. The look that she wore was clearly one of annoyance at her father’s denial of needing to sit back from his job for a bit. She could understand, of course, because there were many times when she would work through being sick but this was different. They both had family here and Joanna was going to play that card heavily. “You’re sick and you aren’t getting away with it this time. As your daughter, and a nurse, you need bed rest. I don’t want you getting any worse- WHICH YOU WILL if you don’t go lay down.”

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A heated discussion, that was how it had begun. Although about what, Leonard wasn’t certain. It was a raised voice short of an argument, but neither of them were really angry, at least he wasn’t. They skipped from topic to topic, picking and getting closer and closer to one another physically, brows raised, sarcasm filling the space between them, along with challenging gazes and sparing smirks. There was a tension in the air, the kind that perhaps came from being as close as they were on this damn ship.

He wasn’t sure why he said it, but in response to the blonde’s request, he muttered the words “make me,” expecting nothing of it, considering nothing usually came from saying that, nothing other than an awkward silence… To his surprise, however, his back quickly came into contact with the wall, a gush of breath leaving his lips as he met Jim’s gaze with a look of surprise and curiosity in his pools of hazel, falling silent for a moment.

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It’s not as if it was uncommon to find himself arguing with Bones. It wasn’t the sort of debating that ended with fists and hurt feelings, it was just...bickering. Though the real entertainment for Jim was the way he could get under the older man’s skin so easily. He knew him too well, knew what subjects to broach, what words to say to get the best reaction out of him. Maybe it wasn’t the best way to get Leonard’s undivided attention, but it sure did lead to some interesting things.

For example, those muttered words set off a diabolical string of thoughts that left Jim useless to ignore it. Oh yes, this would lead to a very interesting moment and Jim wanted to see where it went-- how Bones would react to him. Forcing his back against the wall firmly, Jim kept his hands against the other’s broad shoulders and gazed back at him just as intensely. Eating up that surprise and curiosity, he let the moment hang in silence before he finally spoke in a low voice.

“So...I do know how to make you shut up.” 

[the-charming-captain]

"Damn it, Jim! I'm a Doctor not a-"

 “Bones no! Don’t say-”

 For fucks sakes. 

 Jim went rigid as another sudden burst of ecstasy shot through him and he crumbled to the ground in a heated mess. 

“M’f-fuck~!” Kirk cried out as he rode out the pleasure coursing through him. Blushing, he groaned, letting his face rest against the ground and subtly rocking his hips needily, anything to draw out more of that bliss.