Fic: Fanboys and Russian Vodka
Title: Fanboys and Russian Vodka
Author: miss_m_cricket
Fandom: Star Trek Reboot AU
Pairing: James T Kirk / Leonard McCoy
Comm: jim_and_bones
Rating: PG-13
Summary: So here he was. And there Kirk was, walking the red carpet just a few metres away looking...oh god.
A/N: Posted FOREVER ago, but never then put here. Yes I'm lazy. Sue me <3
Fanboys and Russian Vodka
Leonard has never really considered himself to be a fanboy. I mean sure he has watched all of James T Kirk's movies, from the chick flick romantic comedies to the serious war movies. Sometimes he wondered if it was disturbing that he could watch a movie like the 'A Princeless Time' with misty eyes and chocolate, and also drool over the same man when he was covered in blood and dirt and slogging through minefields.
But he wasn't a fanboy.
Until now.
Thanks to Pavel, his little russian flatmate, who was happy to watch the Kirk rom-com's with him he might point out, Leonard was here, dressed up in a nice suit, and clutching the sign in his hands, firmly out of sight.
He blamed the vodka that Pavel had convinced him to drink.
"I bet he has so many women he doesn't know what to do with them..." Leonard had slurred, letting his head rest against the younger man's shoulder, "Too damn pretty..."
"I zhink he likes men better." Was Pavel's response, voice still piping and clear, "I zhink if he saw you he vould vant you. You are sexy."
"I think you're delusional."
And Pavel's green gold eyes turned to him, and if he wasn't convinced of his flatmates innocence and sweet nature he would have thought the look was wicked.
"You owe me a bet from avhile ago. You now have to go to his premiere, nicely dressed, and hold up zhe sign I give you."
So here he was. And there Kirk was, walking the red carpet just a few metres away looking...oh god.
"I can't do this."
"You can..." Pavel pushed him forward to the rope. "Hold up the sign Leonard or I vill make your life hell."
He had no doubts that the kid meant what he said so slowly, oh so slowly he lifted up the sign, waiting for laughter and recrimination.
Kirk looked across, in a routine scan of the crowds and his gaze stopped on the heart sign in Leonard's hands. Then it lifted to his blushing face. A grin, so different from the polished red carpet smile of before, flashed across his face and he casually strolled over.
Later Leonard would deny he tried to bolt. Simply because he had failed. Damn Russians.
"Hey there..." Kirk's smile lit up his face as he looked up at Leonard. "Cute sign."
"I might throw up on you." Leonard muttered, "It's much too girly for me, my flatmate made me." From around Leonard, Pavel popped his head out to wave at the movie star before him.
Kirk laughed and unclipped the red rope, drawing Leonard out onto the carpet with him. "I'm Jim." he said, taking the sign from his hands, "What's your name."
"McCoy...Leonard McCoy."
"He's a Doctor!" Pavel supplied from the other side of the rope, positively gleeful about the events unfolding before him, "Ask him about the story vhere he sawed through somevones bones."
"PAVEL!" Leonard growled, but Kirk laughed again, linking his arm with the other mans.
"C'mon Bones." He said, tugging him along the red carpet, "You just volunteered to be my date for the evening. Now...tell me this story?"
Author: miss_m_cricket
Fandom: Star Trek Reboot AU
Pairing: James T Kirk / Leonard McCoy
Comm: jim_and_bones
Rating: PG-13
Summary: So here he was. And there Kirk was, walking the red carpet just a few metres away looking...oh god.
A/N: Posted FOREVER ago, but never then put here. Yes I'm lazy. Sue me <3
Fanboys and Russian Vodka
Leonard has never really considered himself to be a fanboy. I mean sure he has watched all of James T Kirk's movies, from the chick flick romantic comedies to the serious war movies. Sometimes he wondered if it was disturbing that he could watch a movie like the 'A Princeless Time' with misty eyes and chocolate, and also drool over the same man when he was covered in blood and dirt and slogging through minefields.
But he wasn't a fanboy.
Until now.
Thanks to Pavel, his little russian flatmate, who was happy to watch the Kirk rom-com's with him he might point out, Leonard was here, dressed up in a nice suit, and clutching the sign in his hands, firmly out of sight.
He blamed the vodka that Pavel had convinced him to drink.
"I bet he has so many women he doesn't know what to do with them..." Leonard had slurred, letting his head rest against the younger man's shoulder, "Too damn pretty..."
"I zhink he likes men better." Was Pavel's response, voice still piping and clear, "I zhink if he saw you he vould vant you. You are sexy."
"I think you're delusional."
And Pavel's green gold eyes turned to him, and if he wasn't convinced of his flatmates innocence and sweet nature he would have thought the look was wicked.
"You owe me a bet from avhile ago. You now have to go to his premiere, nicely dressed, and hold up zhe sign I give you."
So here he was. And there Kirk was, walking the red carpet just a few metres away looking...oh god.
"I can't do this."
"You can..." Pavel pushed him forward to the rope. "Hold up the sign Leonard or I vill make your life hell."
He had no doubts that the kid meant what he said so slowly, oh so slowly he lifted up the sign, waiting for laughter and recrimination.
Kirk looked across, in a routine scan of the crowds and his gaze stopped on the heart sign in Leonard's hands. Then it lifted to his blushing face. A grin, so different from the polished red carpet smile of before, flashed across his face and he casually strolled over.
Later Leonard would deny he tried to bolt. Simply because he had failed. Damn Russians.
"Hey there..." Kirk's smile lit up his face as he looked up at Leonard. "Cute sign."
"I might throw up on you." Leonard muttered, "It's much too girly for me, my flatmate made me." From around Leonard, Pavel popped his head out to wave at the movie star before him.
Kirk laughed and unclipped the red rope, drawing Leonard out onto the carpet with him. "I'm Jim." he said, taking the sign from his hands, "What's your name."
"McCoy...Leonard McCoy."
"He's a Doctor!" Pavel supplied from the other side of the rope, positively gleeful about the events unfolding before him, "Ask him about the story vhere he sawed through somevones bones."
"PAVEL!" Leonard growled, but Kirk laughed again, linking his arm with the other mans.
"C'mon Bones." He said, tugging him along the red carpet, "You just volunteered to be my date for the evening. Now...tell me this story?"