Valentine’s Day
Intro: So I am slipping in from my hiatus just to give you this Valentine’s Day gift that came to me one day this week. I am still going to stay on hiatus for at least another week, because I am going on vacation, but I will be back after that! It is kinda nice being away for a little while, but I miss you guys. Have I written any more of Wherever We Are? Nope. But after today I have a little more freedom and maybe some brilliant ideas will come to me. Anyway. HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY GUYS! YOU GUYS ROCK.
This idea actually came from one of my 1,300 follower prompts that was requested by @shewhorunswithfandoms! Sorry it took so long but I used your setting of: Buying Flowers for the Other and prompt: You’re and idiot. I’m an idiot. We’re the co-presidents of Club Idiot.
Pairing: Leonard McCoy x reader
Word Count: 2,112
Summary: Valentine’s fluff. That’s all.
A/N: I am such a slut for the friends-to-lover trope.
-Enjoy!-
“Happy Valentines Day, Y/N.”
Without looking, you extended your middle finger to the source of the voice, eliciting a low chuckle from him. Lifting your head, you saw the smiling face of your best friend, Hikaru, whose eyes were glinting with amusement.
“Fuck off, Su.” You quipped, dropping your hand.
His smile faded into a smirk at the nickname you knew he hated, and he crossed his arms over his chest. “I came by because I thought I’d let you know that a certain doctor-that-you-won’t-admit-you’re-in-love-with is Valentine-less this Valentine’s Day.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You grumbled, ducking your head, but knowing that your flaming cheeks gave you away.
“Sure you don’t.”
“Shut up. I don’t care.”
“Sure you don’t.” He tapped the desk in front of you.
You lifted your eyes and he gave you a knowing, pointed look before turning and striding back to his spot in the Bridge.
You took a shaky breath and pressed your cool fingers to your burning cheeks as you thought of the grumpy doctor.
Leonard was one of your closest friends, having met him back in the Academy in your Xenobiology class when he spilt coffee all over your notebook half-way through the year. “Fucking hell” was the first thing you ever said to him, and you’d spent the rest of the week with him, copying his notes to replace all of yours. You’d been friends ever since, ecstatic when you’d been placed on the Enterprise with him, and you had a weekly drink and movie night.
But you didn’t have a crush on him. You thought. There was one time when you’d been watching a movie next to him on the couch, and you’d been shoulder to shoulder, and he turned his head and so did you, and for a second you’d thought he was going to kiss you, and you could feel his breath on your face, and for a second you’d hope he’d kiss you and…
A ping from your PADD woke you from your memories, and you could feel your pulse pounding in your ears.
Looking down, you saw two messages that made your heart drop in your chest.
Leonard: Have to cancel drinks tonight. Busy medbay.
Leonard: Sorry.
Damn. You cursed yourself internally at how disappointed you felt.
Y/N: It’s all good. Stay sane.
‘Stay sane’ was something you always said to each other when things got crazy. It meant a million things, like ‘don’t work to hard’, and ‘I’m here if you need me’, and ‘don’t do anything stupid’.
Part of you was excited to have a night to do whatever you wanted, the other part of you had been looking forward to having something to do on Valentine’s Day. But most of you had been excited to spend time with Leonard.
But whatever.
That was all over now.
You finished your shift without any issues, and when you made it back to your room, you decided to throw together a batch of cookies for a treat.
You just happened to make the kind that were Leonard’s favourite.
And you just happened to pile them into a container and head out the door towards the medbay.
I’m just being nice to my friend who has to work late, that’s all, you thought to yourself as you rounded the big glass doors.
“Hey, Y/N.” Someone called, and you spun to see one of your friends, Amy, who was a nurse.
“Hey,” you responded, “is Dr. McCoy here?”
“Nope, his shift ended about an hour ago.” She said, tucking the PADD in her hands under her arm.
“Oh.” You chewed on your lip and self-consciously held the box of cookies tighter.
You were just about to say something else when your com pinged.
Hikaru: Botany lab. SOS.
Shit.
“Gotta go! See you later, Amy!” You called over your shoulder as you dashed back out the doors.
A million things were going through your mind. What was the SOS about? Was Hikaru alright? Why did Leonard lie to you about having to work late? Did he have a Valentine’s date he didn’t tell you about?
You were ashamed at how disappointed and stupid that made you felt.
It took you a good 5 minutes of fast walking/jogging to make it to the botany lab, and you had broken out in a light sweat by the time you got there.
You rounded the corner quickly and nearly slammed into another person.
“Oh!” You jumped back, almost dropping the box of cookies.
It was Leonard.
“Y/N!” He exclaimed, looking particularly flushed and disoriented by the sight of you.
“Hi, umm, is everything alright? Sulu sent me an SOS.” You tried to peek over Leonard’s shoulders to see into the lab, but he stood awkwardly in the way.
“He did?” Leonard asked, looking perplexed then annoyed, turning his head to the side and muttering something that sounded like ‘fucker’ under his breath.
“He just left for the Bridge.” Leonard looked back to you, his hair falling onto his forehead, and a frown pulled at the corners of his lips. He shuffled just a bit and it was the first time you noticed his hand tucked behind his back, as if he was hiding something.
“Wha-?” You started.
“Are those the cookies I like?” Leonard interrupted, squinting down at the container.
“What, these?” You stammered, tucking the box under you arm. “Well… yes. But-but they were for Hikaru.”
Leonard’s brows furrowed and he shifted his weight from one foot to the other. “I thought Sulu was vegan. Don’t those have eggs in them?” He questioned.
You felt your eyes widen, and you tried to control your facial expression as you responded, “Y-yea…nnno…maybe…” You tucked the box further under your arm. “What’ve you got there?” You asked, pointing to his hidden hand, trying desperately to change the subject.
He looked hesitant for a moment, before withdrawing his hand and producing a magnificent bouquet of flowers. There were white roses mixed in with full-bloom peony heads in a soft pink, interwoven with white baby’s breath and contrasted with dark green ivy.
“Wow.” You breathed. Peonies were your favourite. You could smell them from here.
Leonard didn’t say anything, just held the bouquet awkwardly in front of him.
There were several beats of silence, and you felt your disappointment grow with each passing second. “You could have just told me you had a date,” you said softly, dropping your eyes to the floor, “I wouldn’t have cared.”
“No, it’s not- it’s just- I…” Leonard was stammering, more flustered than you’d ever seen him before.
“It’s fine, I get it,” you defended, turning to leave, “I should go find Hikaru.”
“Y/N, wait.” Leonard’s hand found your elbow and spun you around, not letting go. He took a breath and squeezed his eyes shut before he continued, “They’re for you.”
You blinked at him, shrugging off his hand on you and stepping back, “No, you don’t have to give them to me just because you don’t want to tell me you’re going on a date. I don’t want your pity flowers.”
To your surprise, Leonard held your gaze, and you watched as his face softened, just a little. “I’m not giving them to you out of pity, smartass,” he grunted , “they were for you the whole time. I was bringing them to you as a surprise, for Valentine’s Day. I know they’re your favourite and I just- I thought… yeah I guess it was pretty dumb.” He dropped the flowers to his side, and you watched a few peony petals glide to the floor.
It took you a second to process everything he said. “You-you’re being serious?”
Leonard lifted his gaze to you and nodded.
“I’m an idiot.” You huffed.
He shook his head, “No, you’re not…”
You pointed your finger at him and grinned, “I’m an idiot. You’re an idiot. We’re the co-presidents of Club idiot.”
That made him chuckle and you could almost feel the tension dissolving between the two of you. What was left was a softer, gentler feeling, something from deep inside you.
“Sulu helped me pick them,” Leonard explained, “The amount of flowers that man grows should be illegal.”
Now it was your turn to chuckle.
You took the container of cookies out from under your arm and let it hang between your fingertips. “I did make these for you. I swung by the medbay to bring them to you because you were working late.”
“That was really thoughtful of you.” The softness in his tone surprised you, and you met his hazel eyes, seeing something flash behind them that you hadn’t seen since…
“Do you remember that night you made me watch ‘The Princess Bride?” Leonard asked, leaning against the wall, and you moved to join him, leaning to face him.
That was the night you thought he was going to kiss you.
“Of course. The night you cried because you thought Wesley and Buttercup weren’t going to be together.”
“Ha ha.” He smirked, then let his features soften. “Well, I don’t know if you would remember this, it was a while ago, but when we were on the couch, and… well…”
“I remember.” You said, and his gaze snapped to yours.
“You do?”
“Mhmm.” You licked your lips and looked up at him, taking in the face you knew so well, framed by dark, slightly tousled hair, the lines around his eyes and mouth soft, and the space between his eyebrows was smooth, though you knew his brows seemed permanently furrowed when he was stressed.
“I wish I had done what I had wanted to do then…” He said, his gaze flicking between your eyes and your lips.
“Which was…”
“Kiss you.”
The fingers that you were drumming on the top of the container of cookies stopped, and your mouth fell slightly open.
You chose your words carefully. “So, why didn’t you?”
He exhaled. “I didn’t think it was the right time.”
“Ah,” you nodded, looking down. “So, when is the right time going to be?”
A soft smile ever so slightly pulled at the corner of his lips. “You only know it’s the right time when it is the right time.”
You smiled and rolled your eyes. “You’re such a romantic, Leonard McCoy.”
His eyes glinted with amusement as he smiled fully now, and your heart overflowed with love at the sight. He dropped your gaze and played with the petals of one flower between his fingertips, rolling it between his thumb and index when it plucked free.
You gathered up all your courage and inched closer to him. “What if I told you right now was the right time?”
He stopped playing with the flower and looked at you, his expression unreadable. “That’s not how it works, Y/N.”
“Oh shut up.” You quipped, cocking your head to the side and taking a confident step forward, a sudden bout of nervous excitement causing butterflies to take flight in your stomach.
His whole face softened, and he was looking at you with an expression of such admiration that you wished you could capture it with a camera. He leaned into you, now having to drop the bouquet at his side so he could stay facing you. His free hand lifted and his fingers grazed your cheek, bringing with it a strong scent of peonies and roses.
“Kiss me.” You sighed, your eyes fluttering closed as he pulled you closer, and you could feel his breath against your lips, just the same as that night watching that movie.
He paused for a second, and you became suddenly aware of your pounding pulse and your impending anticipation.
“As you wish.” He breathed, the words fanning over your mouth before he covered your lips with his.
His lips were firm and warm against yours, the taste of him immediately intoxicating you and you kissed him back with an equal fervor. You slung one of your arms around his neck, awkwardly dropping the box of cookie to your side in order to draw him closer.
The kiss was everything you had hoped for and more, and as his hand dropped to your waist, you felt your chest fill with desire.
You broke the kiss breathlessly, not straying far from him, holding him firm by the fingers entangled in the hair at the back of his neck.
“How ‘bout we take that bouquet and these cookies back to my room? Hm?” You asked, pecking his lips softly before continuing, “we can have those drinks you cancelled on me from earlier.”
Leonard laughed and shook his head, his nose rubbing against yours. “Sounds like a plan to me.”
But before you could lead him away, he kissed you breathless again, pulling away to tip his forehead against yours. “Happy Valentine’s Day, Y/N.”
You smiled, “Happy Valentine’s Day.”
-Thanks for reading! I hope you liked it!-
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