Oooooh another Scotty drabble where you get injured, but like not that badly, but Scotty starts FREAKING OUT and like carries you to the medbay even though it was only like a stubbed toe? Fluff ensues.
God damn, Jameson. That reckless son of a bitch! Hill could go to hell too for all you cared. Those idiots caused so much trouble you were surprised that they were still living.
Morons dropped a wrench where you were rewiring a panel and you slipped with your pliers causing a small nick in your skin. “Son of a bitch.” You hissed standing, watching the blood ooze from your hand.
A shadow appeared over your shoulder, “Lass, what happened? Are you alright?”
“Yeah, I just got nicked.”
“We better get you to McCoy. That could get worst, or infected!” He had this slightly wild look in the eyes. Like he was actually worried or afraid.
“Monty. It’s a cut. It’s fine.” You attempted to get into your toolbox for some bandages. “A band-aid will be just fine.”
Suddenly your perspective shifted as you were lifted into his arms. “Love, you leave me no choice. I’m carrying ya.”
You groaned,” Montgomery Scott unhand me!”
“Just let me take care of you for once, alright? You never let me take care of you.” You looked up at him and fell quiet. “I just want to take care of my bonnie love.”
The entire time in the Medbay McCoy just looked thoroughly amused. “So you finally got hurt.”
“Shut it, Len.”
“I’m not sure this is even worth the regen…much less being carried.” He shot a look to Scotty was turning red.
“I got worried. They’ve never gotten hurt before. I love them.”
You grinned and leaned towards him, “Love you too, you big dummy.” He leaned down and pressed a kiss on your lips.
“Alright! Cut it out. This is a medical bay, not a kissing booth.”