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Dr. Leonard McCoy ([personal profile] leftwithmybones) wrote2015-10-09 02:53 pm

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It's been raining for what feels like days, but that's probably a combination of the fact that he's got the next three days off, he and Jim were supposed to go out and do something, and now he's trapped inside staring out the windows at the rain pounding the windows. He'd put on his comfiest wares, including a sweater that's just a touch too long (branded Ole Miss, because some of the shops in town sell college stuff) and yoga pants that he'd grabbed from Jim.

He figures they can't go out and do anything, but there's nothing wrong with setting a movie on the TV and making up some food. So he's busy cooking up whatever he can in the kitchen when he hears movement, knowing it'll be Jim.

"Instead of calling raincheck on this date," he says, leaning back as he opens a beer, "how about we just switch venues?"
to_boldly: (Playful.)

[personal profile] to_boldly 2015-10-09 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Jim emerges from his bedroom to the smell of food, and he knows before Bones says anything that they're not going out. It's fine, he really doesn't want to run even as far to the car in this downpour, but that doesn't mean Jim hasn't dressed for the part. He's wearing slacks and a nice buttonup, he's shaved, and he smells good.

He sort of wants to strip it all off and do a happy dance when he sees Bones in that sweater, but Jim settles for wrapping himself around him from behind instead. "You look so fuzzy."
to_boldly: (Interested.)

[personal profile] to_boldly 2015-10-09 10:06 pm (UTC)(link)
"Is there sour cream and chili sauce?" Jim asks, for he loves nothing better than setting his mouth on fire in one bite and cooling it the next. "You want me to make margaritas? We can doublefist it."

They never drink tequila, and Jim has a sudden and powerful need to watch Bones take a shot.
to_boldly: (Gonna get you.)

[personal profile] to_boldly 2015-10-09 11:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"That doesn't have to mean boring, Bones," Jim tells him with a smirk. "Salt, limes, tequila - it's a great date drink, you have to admit." Pulling out said ingredients, Jim cuts a lime quickly and salts his wrist, taking a slug of tequila straight from the bottle and finishing with a wedge between his teeth.

Jim groans in satisfaction. "Mmm. Burny."
to_boldly: (Cocked and listening.)

[personal profile] to_boldly 2015-10-10 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
"I attended!" Jim insists. "I even attended more classes on my accelerated track." He does grin for the super-genius comment, though. He turns to their cupboard, grabbing two margarita glasses - he'll make two whatever Bones says, and terrorize him until he drinks it. They're good with spicy tacos.

"So what were we going to do before the deluge?" he asks. "I gussied up and everything."
to_boldly: (Gonna get you.)

[personal profile] to_boldly 2015-10-14 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
Jim squeezes limes and makes simple syrup and sloshes things around and generally makes a mess of the counter, but the two margaritas he produces are damn good, and he slides one slyly towards Bones' elbow.

"Why don't you have an apron?" he asks. "Watching you in an apron'd be worth missing a picnic any day."
to_boldly: (Playful.)

[personal profile] to_boldly 2015-10-14 03:37 am (UTC)(link)
"You mean buy you an apron, right?" asks Jim, running his hands over Bones' shoulders to trace its imaginary lines. He lets a hand trail lower, smacking once at Bones' ass. "Not buy you."
to_boldly: (Interested.)

[personal profile] to_boldly 2015-10-14 03:46 am (UTC)(link)
"To me or to you?" Jim wonders aloud, though he settles in next to Bones, helping to drag the appropriate ingredients to the right bowls. He pops a slice of seasoned chicken into his mouth and grins.

"And what are you wearing under it?"
to_boldly: (Playful.)

[personal profile] to_boldly 2015-10-16 10:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"Good," Jim agrees, thinking it will be nice to look out at the rain. "Kind of chilly out." He looks towards the fireplace. "Want me to make a fire? Add to the ambience?" he says and waggles his brows.
to_boldly: (Gonna get you.)

[personal profile] to_boldly 2015-10-16 11:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Jim laughs aloud. "Good idea." He hasn't had many fires since Spock disappeared, but the fireplace is gas and comes to life quickly. Jim throws on an extra log and joins Bones at the window. He sinks down onto the blanket and grins. "Thanks for dinner, Bones."
to_boldly: (Interested.)

[personal profile] to_boldly 2015-10-17 12:09 am (UTC)(link)
Jim looks around the darkened room, at the fire, at Bones silhouetted by the windows. "Pretty romantic," he agrees, smiling softly down at his food. He picks up one of the fajitas and dunks it in guacamole and sour cream before pushing nearly half of it into his mouth - he's hungry, and this close the smell is driving him wild.

"Tastes awesome," he praises around the bite.
to_boldly: (Playful.)

[personal profile] to_boldly 2015-10-18 09:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Jim grins and pushes the rest of the fajita into his mouth, chewing and swallowing it all with ease. "Play your cards right..." is all he says, watching Bones as he washes it down with a gulp of his margarita.
to_boldly: (Interested.)

[personal profile] to_boldly 2015-10-19 08:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Jim shivers for the touch, but he keeps watching Bones, despite him brushing it off as merely innuendo. It isn't, or at least, it's not just that. The more Jim thinks about it, the more he realizes it might be an offer. "That all you want it to be?" he asks, swallowing down another fajita.
to_boldly: (Far away.)

[personal profile] to_boldly 2015-10-20 05:28 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't know," says Jim, dropping his gaze at last. He fixes it on his margarita glass, draining a little more of it than he means to, and this demure Jim is a stranger to him, too, but he supposes that being widowed will do that to a man.

"I was just thinking, I do love kissing you and all, but." Jim shrugs. "More could be good."

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