Something always brings me back to you, it never takes too long... [Kirk/Bones] [Day 12-very late]

[dctr_mccoy]

Dinner with Paula had been therapeutic, of sorts. Driving out to Spock's house and unceremoniously stealing his cat had been equally fulfilling. But seeing Jim's cycle, knowing that he'd returned to him - that changed everything in Bones' head. All he needed right now was to see Jim

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[kirktastic]

The moment Bones touched his shoulder, Jim jerked hard. What he didn't expect was a yowl as he scared the hell out of a kitten he hadn't known as there, then his own matching howl as the kitten's claws dug through the thin material of the robe and into his bare thigh beneath. He twisted, trying to stand up and get it off him, except the kitten hung onto him like a little black burr.

"What the fuck!?!" It came out of him, still thick with the remains of sleep but his eyes were wide in pain as he grabbed the kitten by the back of the neck a little unceremoniously.

[dctr_mccoy]

Bones reached out for the cat. "Easy there," he said, taking her and setting her on the ground, out of the way of their feet as he reached out to steady Jim.

"Sorry, sorry 'bout that." Hadn't meant to scare him. "Hey," he added, looking over at Jim, hand on his shoulder, little smile on his face. "When you get back?"

[kirktastic]

Jim watched the kitten scatter out of the way in a rush and hide somewhere under their bed before he looked to Bones. He ignored the pain from the cat's claws in his thigh and licked his lips, trying to think of what to say when his heart did something like a flip at that smile on Bones' lips.

He just stepped forward and pulled Bones into a hug, sighing against his shoulder, not saying anything for the moment.

[dctr_mccoy]

Bones hugged him back hard, pulling him close as he could. He breathed into Jim's neck, smelling the familiar scent of his throat and hair.

"Missed you so much." His arms held Jim that much tighter.

[kirktastic]

"Missed you too. Sorry I had to leave you," he murmured against Bones' shoulder. "Just got back a few hours ago. Was waiting for you... must have fallen asleep."

[dctr_mccoy]

Bones leaned in while Jim was speaking and kissed him soft, interrupting any more speech. "Just glad you're here now."

He reached down for Jim's hand, taking it in his. "Want to go back to sleep? It's late."

[kirktastic]

Jim squeezed Bones' hand with a sigh. It felt like something in his chest was loosening up, something he hadn't even realized he was worried about. No matter what happened... it would still be them, in the end. Together. "Not just yet." He returned the kiss again, cupping Bones' cheek. "Just got you back."

[dctr_mccoy]

"...Yeah," Bones nodded just a fraction, his mouth still touching Jim's.

"How'd it go?" he asked, his hands finding their way to Jim's face, as if he wanted physical reassurance that Jim was really there, in his arms. "You find him?"

[kirktastic]

"Found him," Jim murmured, pressing their foreheads together. "Even brought him here... he's gonna help us, Bones. Teach us humans how to shield our minds."

[dctr_mccoy]

Bones smiled at that, eyes closed. "Knew you would do it," he whispered. "Knew you'd find a way." Kid didn't know how to give up.

Looking up, he lifted Jim's face, looking into his eyes. "Your head, it still hurt?" he wondered, thumbs rubbing slow circles into Jim's temples.

[kirktastic]

"It's a lot better," Jim could almost not breathe at that smile. "Spock... he did something. Not ready to throw up or die everytime I go out in the light." He gave a small smile, nudging the tips of their noses together.

[dctr_mccoy]

"Thank fuck," he breathed, a sigh of relief evident. Reaching up for Jim's hair, Bones touched it, running fingers through the soft strands.

He couldn't wait any longer. Bones leaned in again and kissed Jim, deep and slow. "Glad you're back." He needed this.

[kirktastic]

"Glad to be back." Glad you don't hate me for leaving you after that. Jim kissed Bones hard, a hand tucking up under his jaw while the other grasped for the fabric at Bones' back. A little desperate, maybe, but wanting to know it, confirm it... be sure of it.

[dctr_mccoy]

They held each other tight a long time, both needing to be sure of the other's presence. They needed each other.

"What did Spock say about the bond?" he asked, pulling back and sliding his hands under Jim's shirt. Warm, warm skin, so soft and smooth. "Can it be broken?"

[kirktastic]

His hand moved up to the back of Bones' neck, squeezing firmly there. "Yea," whispered in the quiet of their quarters, "he says a proper Vulcan healer can break the bond. Didn't... didn't seem to know much more than that." He brought his other hand down to Bones' hip.

[dctr_mccoy]

Bones nodded, leaning back into the touch of Jim's strong fingers. He'd suspected as much, but... "You wanna go talk to one?" he asked, stepping even closer to Jim, almost on top of him. Another soft kiss. "See what we can do about it?"