And I'm just about to lose my mind 5/5
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November 5 2010, 00:03:14 UTC
“So,” Leonard asks finally, “is this an alternative universe where we’ve been going out for months?”
Jim laughs out loud, “No, though it does feel a bit like that.”
“So you’re just crazy then?”
“Me? You’re the one who signed us up for this. Did you at least tell them I was good in bed?”
“I, you, no, what,” Leonard sputters at the accusation. Then curiosity takes over, “Are you good in bed?”
“That’s for me to know and you to find out.” Jim grins, wicked temptation dancing in his eyes.
Leonard mouth goes dry. Then he remembers he’s not having an affair with Jim and is never likely too. In a small voice he says,
“I really am sorry. I’ve no idea why they all went mad like that.”
Jim smiles gently at him, “Because they worry about you Bones. It’s cute.”
“Cute?”
“Cute.” Jim nods his head firmly
“And that’s why you decided to go along with it?”
“That and you’re cute. Also I’ve been on the wrong end of the rumor mill before,” Jim shivers. “It was kinda nice being at the centre of a positive storm.”
Leonard recalls then that Jim has transferred clear across the country to a town where he knows nobody.
“What happened?” he asks, worried.
Jim shrugs it off, “Just rumors you know. It doesn’t matter now.”
Leonard wants to press for more details but really, he has only known Jim for little more than a conversation. It’s going to take much longer than that before Jim will spill his secrets. Leonard’s starting to hope though that they might get their much longer and that the future might include the trading of lover’s secrets.
“You should be all for it, you know,” Jim continues, “I can pretty much guarantee your ex will stop being so pissy once the whole town stops hating her for betraying that lovely Dr McCoy and leaving him alone and miserable.”
He ignores the bit about the town hating Jocelyn because that’s just ridiculous, and concentrates on the important part,
“I was not alone and miserable.”
“No?”
“No, I had a very pretty germ culture.”
Jim does not laugh at him, which he deserves, but instead places his hand on Leonard’s knee.
“I’m a lot more decorative than a germ culture.”
“That’s what Geoff said.”
“He has good taste.”
Leonard stares at the smiling man beside him, and abruptly can’t stand it any longer.
“Why?” he wails, “I don’t understand. Even if you were worried about the gossip, surely you know I wouldn’t have let them blame you. You do know that, right?”
“It wasn’t that. It was just… I was really enjoying talking to you. It was,” his hand comes off Leonard’s knee as he grasps after an appropriate word. He settles on, “Nice,” with a slightly disgruntled twist of his lip as if the word still doesn’t really suit.
Leonard knows just what he means.
“I was completely sincere when I told the chopper crew I wasn’t fooling around. But it wasn’t until I saw the reception committee that I realized quite what they were getting at. And then,”
Jim stares determinedly out the windscreen, “Look my last six months have been really shitty, and it was like life had finally decided to cut me a break to me for once and well, anyone who knows me will tell you I’m an impulsive dick. We don’t have to keep it up if you don’t want to.”
“No, I mean, I don’t want to stop. I want…” you, he thinks, “It will be impossibly awkward if we tell the truth. They’d probably start setting you up with the interns in apology.”
“And you wouldn’t want that.”
“No actually I wouldn’t.”
Jim’s hand drops back onto his knee, “So Dr McCoy, since your secret lover has just been spectacularly outed, fancy letting him buy you dinner?
“No way, we’ve spent too much time in public eye as it is. You’re coming to my place and I’ll order take out.”
“Why Dr McCoy,” Jim flutters his lashes with faked coyness. “Are you trying to seduce me?”
“Yes,” he says baldly, too wrung out for anything but the naked truth.
Jim laughs out loud. “You should know I don’t put out on a first date.”
“Me neither,” Leonard says quickly, because he hadn’t meant to pressurize.
“But since this is technically our reunion, I think our adoring fans would be disappointed if we didn’t.”
“Our adoring fans can go hang. Why don’t we just see how things turn out?”
“It’s not worked out badly so far,” Jim agrees, warm smile lighting up his face like the sunrise.
Actually this is pretty much exactly my prompt, with just the Jo bit missing and that's ok. Clearly the hospital didn't need the help. I love Jim in this, the fact that he takes one quick glance, adds up the clues and just goes with it. Lovely. Thank you.
“So,” Leonard asks finally, “is this an alternative universe where we’ve been going out for months?”
Jim laughs out loud, “No, though it does feel a bit like that.”
“So you’re just crazy then?”
“Me? You’re the one who signed us up for this. Did you at least tell them I was good in bed?”
“I, you, no, what,” Leonard sputters at the accusation. Then curiosity takes over, “Are you good in bed?”
“That’s for me to know and you to find out.” Jim grins, wicked temptation dancing in his eyes.
Leonard mouth goes dry. Then he remembers he’s not having an affair with Jim and is never likely too. In a small voice he says,
“I really am sorry. I’ve no idea why they all went mad like that.”
Jim smiles gently at him, “Because they worry about you Bones. It’s cute.”
“Cute?”
“Cute.” Jim nods his head firmly
“And that’s why you decided to go along with it?”
“That and you’re cute. Also I’ve been on the wrong end of the rumor mill before,” Jim shivers. “It was kinda nice being at the centre of a positive storm.”
Leonard recalls then that Jim has transferred clear across the country to a town where he knows nobody.
“What happened?” he asks, worried.
Jim shrugs it off, “Just rumors you know. It doesn’t matter now.”
Leonard wants to press for more details but really, he has only known Jim for little more than a conversation. It’s going to take much longer than that before Jim will spill his secrets. Leonard’s starting to hope though that they might get their much longer and that the future might include the trading of lover’s secrets.
“You should be all for it, you know,” Jim continues, “I can pretty much guarantee your ex will stop being so pissy once the whole town stops hating her for betraying that lovely Dr McCoy and leaving him alone and miserable.”
He ignores the bit about the town hating Jocelyn because that’s just ridiculous, and concentrates on the important part,
“I was not alone and miserable.”
“No?”
“No, I had a very pretty germ culture.”
Jim does not laugh at him, which he deserves, but instead places his hand on Leonard’s knee.
“I’m a lot more decorative than a germ culture.”
“That’s what Geoff said.”
“He has good taste.”
Leonard stares at the smiling man beside him, and abruptly can’t stand it any longer.
“Why?” he wails, “I don’t understand. Even if you were worried about the gossip, surely you know I wouldn’t have let them blame you. You do know that, right?”
“It wasn’t that. It was just… I was really enjoying talking to you. It was,” his hand comes off Leonard’s knee as he grasps after an appropriate word. He settles on, “Nice,” with a slightly disgruntled twist of his lip as if the word still doesn’t really suit.
Leonard knows just what he means.
“I was completely sincere when I told the chopper crew I wasn’t fooling around. But it wasn’t until I saw the reception committee that I realized quite what they were getting at. And then,”
Jim stares determinedly out the windscreen, “Look my last six months have been really shitty, and it was like life had finally decided to cut me a break to me for once and well, anyone who knows me will tell you I’m an impulsive dick. We don’t have to keep it up if you don’t want to.”
“No, I mean, I don’t want to stop. I want…” you, he thinks, “It will be impossibly awkward if we tell the truth. They’d probably start setting you up with the interns in apology.”
“And you wouldn’t want that.”
“No actually I wouldn’t.”
Jim’s hand drops back onto his knee, “So Dr McCoy, since your secret lover has just been spectacularly outed, fancy letting him buy you dinner?
“No way, we’ve spent too much time in public eye as it is. You’re coming to my place and I’ll order take out.”
“Why Dr McCoy,” Jim flutters his lashes with faked coyness. “Are you trying to seduce me?”
“Yes,” he says baldly, too wrung out for anything but the naked truth.
Jim laughs out loud. “You should know I don’t put out on a first date.”
“Me neither,” Leonard says quickly, because he hadn’t meant to pressurize.
“But since this is technically our reunion, I think our adoring fans would be disappointed if we didn’t.”
“Our adoring fans can go hang. Why don’t we just see how things turn out?”
“It’s not worked out badly so far,” Jim agrees, warm smile lighting up his face like the sunrise.
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