[For Jean]

Feb. 16th, 2011 07:26 pm
leftwithmybones: (beautiful eyes: by ?)
Sooner or later, it's gonna come up.

It's why McCoy's starting to feel like maybe he ought to be the one to broach the topic. Hell, he knows that he wants it to come up and he's got to stop being a coward about it sometime. He sighs heavily and shifts the picnic basket in his hands as he knocks on her door, hoping to god that Rachel isn't home.

Not that he doesn't like the kid, but the topic he wants to discuss with Jean isn't exactly kid-kosher. He smooths a hand through his hair in an effort to tame his nerves, aware he's not having much success at all.

[For Jean]

Aug. 18th, 2010 08:45 pm
leftwithmybones: (open mouths breed breaths: by ?)
McCoy is trying to think of anything except 'the last time you tried this, things ended up in a terrible disaster on the proportions of ruining your life'. That really wouldn't behoove anything good. So, instead of dwelling on that, he's turned his attention to cooking greens and as close as he gets to steak on an open-fire, grill made of random pieces of metal lying around.

He's not in anything too fancy. A pair of jeans and a short-sleeved t-shirt, sitting around outside his hut and drinking beer, just waiting for her to show up.

Maybe he's gone too far in the direction of casual, but it beats being too anxious and eager about something that he's not exactly sure how to define yet. And yeah, that voice in his head crowing on about how he's a fuck-up isn't exactly a welcome presence at that moment. So he'll take it slow and easy, one thing at a time.


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Dr. Leonard McCoy

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