fic: so far gone
Title: So Far Gone
Fandom: ST (Reboot)
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: Kirk/Gary Mitchell
Word Count: ~1200
Summary: The first shuttle trip from Riverside Shipyard to Starfleet Academy. Picks up from Kirk and McCoy's conversation in the Reboot film.
Notes: For
waldorph, who was having a shitty day at work and I wrote this for her in gchat, lol wut. ALSO TWO FICS IN A WEEK WHAT. Title comes from Hall and Oates' Rich Girl because bogged was listening to it and my brain died and seriously, this is crack. It is so far gone. (AO3 mirror)
"So -- was the bathroom nice?"
"...what?"
"You told that terrifying little power trip that you had a seat in the bathroom. Was it as nice as this? I mean, did the seatbelt hug your crotch as snugly as these do?"
McCoy looked at him, eyes glazed from what had to be sleeplessness rather than his sad little flask (unless that sad little flask had brothers and sisters hiding all over McCoy's body, in which case, bravo) and Kirk repeated himself.
"Nice bathrooms? Do you speak Standard? Was that big rant about space some kind of psychotic break? Were you speaking in tongues?"
Kirk looks over and Uhura is staring at him, and doesn't stop staring when he looks back. She looks kind of disgusted, so he lewdly licks his top row of teeth until she shudders and looks away. He looks back at McCoy, who has straightened up a good two centimeters and pulled out the baby flask again.
"I've seen better. My little girl's dug better latrines with her feet."
"And making your little girl dig toilets -- no correlation to your earth-shattering divorce?"
"Shut up," McCoy growls. "It's a metaphor."
"Ah," Kirk says, and he looks down at his hands, sitting folded in his lap, twiddling his thumbs. "So is the kid a metaphor too --"
"Joanna's four."
"They're so cute at that age."
"You have kids?"
"None I know of, but I'm sure some of them have to be four by now."
McCoy looks at him and Kirk grins until he gets McCoy's face to crack just a little at the corner.
"Why Starfleet, man? I've got literally nothing back there -- but you --"
"Believe me, Jim, if it was my choice, I wouldn't be in this tin can with these acne cesspools either, but here I am."
"What do you think you'll specialize in?"
"I'm a doctor."
"Hot shit," Kirk laughs. "A fucking doctor, with your personality? Doctor of what? Dickishness? With a minor in asshattery? Tell me it's gynecology. Please."
Kirk looks over and sees Uhura snorting into her sleeve with laughter. Yeah. She's totally his.
"Uhura over there," Kirk says, "Is studying xenolinguistics. I bet I know your adviser," he says to her. "You seem like you'd be into... Kh'unt."
"Into what?" McCoy sputters. Suddenly their tin can smells like whiskey. Smells more like whiskey. Suddenly things other than McCoy's mouth and hair and clothes smell like debauched depravity, and it might be Kirk's shoes.
"Or maybe you're more of the late Dr. Pei Niss's school of thought," Kirk muses.
"Wow, you're like, twelve. At best," Uhura replies.
"Uhura, don't even pretend like you don't find 12-year-olds sexy as all get out, okay?" Kirk replies. He looks at McCoy and says, "Last night, I run into her and her friends and every cadet in town at this bar, right --"
"You're that asshole who got the shit kicked out of him!" McCoy realizes, and then he groans. "Dammit, I bet some kid you wouldn't survive the night with all your teeth."
"That was me!" a cadet says from a row behind them. "Gary Mitchell. Look me up. You owe me a drink."
Kirk looks over his shoulder and raises his eyebrow at the cadet, who looked kind of shocked to see him. "What?"
"You're hot for white trash," Gary says.
Cupcake mutters something that probably has the word 'fag' in it, and the whole damn shuttle turns to look.
"You're saying, totally objectively," Gary says to Cupcake, "That you wouldn't suck his dick? Look at him."
"Thanks, man," Kirk says. He reaches over to steal McCoy's baby flask and toss it to him, which starts a game that makes McCoy weep a little because they're all spreading diseases like it's their job. (Well, they are students --)
The flask comes to Cupcake, who considers it, realizes it's empty, and throws it back at Kirk (who catches it like it didn't have enough force to rip through his hand, fuck the bastard.)
"Tough shit," Kirk says, "Guess I won't ask you to homecoming."
"I'm gonna pound you when we get to Starfleet!" Cupcake roars.
"Yeah, violate every regulation five minutes into your second year, Cupcake, that's a really good idea," Kirk yawns. He looks to McCoy and asks, "So what were we talking about?"
"Why I still exist," McCoy groans, leaning his forehead against the pole separating them.
"Obviously, to treat me for all the STDs I plan on getting from Gary the second this shuttle lands," Kirk says loudly enough for Gary to hear. Gary laughs.
"Just so you know," Uhura interrupts, and she's talking over two rows of cadets to address Gary. "He's got bruises, cuts, scrapes, and black eyes because he was hitting on me last night."
"Then I guess we won't get married right away," Gary sighs. "It's okay, I never wanted an autumn wedding anyway."
"I've changed my mind," Uhura replies. "Keep him."
"These binaries you keep shoving at us," Kirk says. "Why's it gotta be you and me, or me and Gary, or me and Leonard? Why can't it be all of us? Hey! Hey, Starfleet recruit shuttle?" Kirk lifts himself off the seat as much as he can and looks around the cramped space. "Just so you know, I love you all very much."
People laugh, return the sentiment, one of Cupcake's friends throws something at his head and makes contact, and Kirk carries on.
"Who are you?" McCoy asks with real astonishment. "I've just." He grabs the wrist of the guy on the other side of him and looks at the chronometer. "We've only been in the air 20 minutes! Who are you?"
"Jim Kirk," Kirk replies. "Why are you so surprised?"
"That'll teach me to ask," McCoy huffs. "What are you going to Starfleet for?"
"Whatever the Pikester suggests," Kirk replies. "We've got a little bet going on -- how long it takes me to get a commission and my own ship."
"Mitchell," McCoy calls out, twisting in his seat to see Gary. "New bet. Jim graduates in six years."
"He'll do it in three," Gary replies.
"Fuck, I like him," Kirk whispers to McCoy.
"Be a little more obvious, I don't think he's gotten the hint yet."
The seatbelt sign goes off and Kirk is the first to free himself from his seat. He stands up, stretches, and heads over to the bathroom.
A step away from it, he stops short and calls out, "You coming, Gary? We've got like, another hour to kill until San Francisco."
"You're optimistic," Gary laughs, but he unbuckles his belt and stands up, the whole shuttle watching.
"I like cuddling," Kirk says. He lets Gary go into the cramped bathroom first, then stretches out a hand and smacks Cupcake on the back of the head before diving into the bathroom. Locking the door securely behind him and already pressed up against Gary, Kirk breathes deeply and laughs, and Gary does, too.
"Gives it that element of danger --"
"That being a few miles above the earth's surface didn't already have?" Gary asks with an eyebrow raised.
"Exactly," Kirk says as he rushes in and kisses him, pressing him into a few surfaces before deciding on the sink that is just the right width for Gary's hips.
Hahaha and now, possible follow up scenarios:
screamlet: uhura bets he gets alcohol poisoning and is sent back to iowa in 3 days
waldorph: loses so hard. poor uhura
screamlet: CUPCAKE BARRICADES THEM IN THE BATHROOM
AND PIKE HAS TO RESCUE THEM
DON'T ASK ME HOW [Cupcake does it]
it's the only thing that keeps him going for the next 3 years
waldorph: And Pike is trying so so hard not to laugh
screamlet: first he's like DAMMIT KIRK
then he's like DAMMIT. YOU. WHOEVER.
asjdhjsdgh
pike: YOU THINK I'M NOT GOING TO TELL YOUR MOM ABOUT THIS?
gary: what.
kirk: YOU THINK MY MOM'S GOING TO DO SOMETHING BESIDES LAUGH?
waldorph: Winona: Wait, it took you how long? I thought I raised you better than that, shit
me: kirk: but MOM.
winona: you're just like your father.
pike: why. why am i. why.
omfg
best family
ever
waldorph: SERIOUSLY
Jim hacks the Kobayashi and Pike calls Winona
Pike: no, it was cheating he could get expelled
Winona: he drove his stepfather's car off a cliff
Pike: I don't see-- oh my god, are you saying I should have been glad he didn't steal a ship?
Winona: All I'm saying
screamlet: KJASHKFJHSDAKGJHSDKH
oh god
i just
dying of love
Fandom: ST (Reboot)
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: Kirk/Gary Mitchell
Word Count: ~1200
Summary: The first shuttle trip from Riverside Shipyard to Starfleet Academy. Picks up from Kirk and McCoy's conversation in the Reboot film.
Notes: For
waldorph, who was having a shitty day at work and I wrote this for her in gchat, lol wut. ALSO TWO FICS IN A WEEK WHAT. Title comes from Hall and Oates' Rich Girl because bogged was listening to it and my brain died and seriously, this is crack. It is so far gone. (AO3 mirror)
"So -- was the bathroom nice?"
"...what?"
"You told that terrifying little power trip that you had a seat in the bathroom. Was it as nice as this? I mean, did the seatbelt hug your crotch as snugly as these do?"
McCoy looked at him, eyes glazed from what had to be sleeplessness rather than his sad little flask (unless that sad little flask had brothers and sisters hiding all over McCoy's body, in which case, bravo) and Kirk repeated himself.
"Nice bathrooms? Do you speak Standard? Was that big rant about space some kind of psychotic break? Were you speaking in tongues?"
Kirk looks over and Uhura is staring at him, and doesn't stop staring when he looks back. She looks kind of disgusted, so he lewdly licks his top row of teeth until she shudders and looks away. He looks back at McCoy, who has straightened up a good two centimeters and pulled out the baby flask again.
"I've seen better. My little girl's dug better latrines with her feet."
"And making your little girl dig toilets -- no correlation to your earth-shattering divorce?"
"Shut up," McCoy growls. "It's a metaphor."
"Ah," Kirk says, and he looks down at his hands, sitting folded in his lap, twiddling his thumbs. "So is the kid a metaphor too --"
"Joanna's four."
"They're so cute at that age."
"You have kids?"
"None I know of, but I'm sure some of them have to be four by now."
McCoy looks at him and Kirk grins until he gets McCoy's face to crack just a little at the corner.
"Why Starfleet, man? I've got literally nothing back there -- but you --"
"Believe me, Jim, if it was my choice, I wouldn't be in this tin can with these acne cesspools either, but here I am."
"What do you think you'll specialize in?"
"I'm a doctor."
"Hot shit," Kirk laughs. "A fucking doctor, with your personality? Doctor of what? Dickishness? With a minor in asshattery? Tell me it's gynecology. Please."
Kirk looks over and sees Uhura snorting into her sleeve with laughter. Yeah. She's totally his.
"Uhura over there," Kirk says, "Is studying xenolinguistics. I bet I know your adviser," he says to her. "You seem like you'd be into... Kh'unt."
"Into what?" McCoy sputters. Suddenly their tin can smells like whiskey. Smells more like whiskey. Suddenly things other than McCoy's mouth and hair and clothes smell like debauched depravity, and it might be Kirk's shoes.
"Or maybe you're more of the late Dr. Pei Niss's school of thought," Kirk muses.
"Wow, you're like, twelve. At best," Uhura replies.
"Uhura, don't even pretend like you don't find 12-year-olds sexy as all get out, okay?" Kirk replies. He looks at McCoy and says, "Last night, I run into her and her friends and every cadet in town at this bar, right --"
"You're that asshole who got the shit kicked out of him!" McCoy realizes, and then he groans. "Dammit, I bet some kid you wouldn't survive the night with all your teeth."
"That was me!" a cadet says from a row behind them. "Gary Mitchell. Look me up. You owe me a drink."
Kirk looks over his shoulder and raises his eyebrow at the cadet, who looked kind of shocked to see him. "What?"
"You're hot for white trash," Gary says.
Cupcake mutters something that probably has the word 'fag' in it, and the whole damn shuttle turns to look.
"You're saying, totally objectively," Gary says to Cupcake, "That you wouldn't suck his dick? Look at him."
"Thanks, man," Kirk says. He reaches over to steal McCoy's baby flask and toss it to him, which starts a game that makes McCoy weep a little because they're all spreading diseases like it's their job. (Well, they are students --)
The flask comes to Cupcake, who considers it, realizes it's empty, and throws it back at Kirk (who catches it like it didn't have enough force to rip through his hand, fuck the bastard.)
"Tough shit," Kirk says, "Guess I won't ask you to homecoming."
"I'm gonna pound you when we get to Starfleet!" Cupcake roars.
"Yeah, violate every regulation five minutes into your second year, Cupcake, that's a really good idea," Kirk yawns. He looks to McCoy and asks, "So what were we talking about?"
"Why I still exist," McCoy groans, leaning his forehead against the pole separating them.
"Obviously, to treat me for all the STDs I plan on getting from Gary the second this shuttle lands," Kirk says loudly enough for Gary to hear. Gary laughs.
"Just so you know," Uhura interrupts, and she's talking over two rows of cadets to address Gary. "He's got bruises, cuts, scrapes, and black eyes because he was hitting on me last night."
"Then I guess we won't get married right away," Gary sighs. "It's okay, I never wanted an autumn wedding anyway."
"I've changed my mind," Uhura replies. "Keep him."
"These binaries you keep shoving at us," Kirk says. "Why's it gotta be you and me, or me and Gary, or me and Leonard? Why can't it be all of us? Hey! Hey, Starfleet recruit shuttle?" Kirk lifts himself off the seat as much as he can and looks around the cramped space. "Just so you know, I love you all very much."
People laugh, return the sentiment, one of Cupcake's friends throws something at his head and makes contact, and Kirk carries on.
"Who are you?" McCoy asks with real astonishment. "I've just." He grabs the wrist of the guy on the other side of him and looks at the chronometer. "We've only been in the air 20 minutes! Who are you?"
"Jim Kirk," Kirk replies. "Why are you so surprised?"
"That'll teach me to ask," McCoy huffs. "What are you going to Starfleet for?"
"Whatever the Pikester suggests," Kirk replies. "We've got a little bet going on -- how long it takes me to get a commission and my own ship."
"Mitchell," McCoy calls out, twisting in his seat to see Gary. "New bet. Jim graduates in six years."
"He'll do it in three," Gary replies.
"Fuck, I like him," Kirk whispers to McCoy.
"Be a little more obvious, I don't think he's gotten the hint yet."
The seatbelt sign goes off and Kirk is the first to free himself from his seat. He stands up, stretches, and heads over to the bathroom.
A step away from it, he stops short and calls out, "You coming, Gary? We've got like, another hour to kill until San Francisco."
"You're optimistic," Gary laughs, but he unbuckles his belt and stands up, the whole shuttle watching.
"I like cuddling," Kirk says. He lets Gary go into the cramped bathroom first, then stretches out a hand and smacks Cupcake on the back of the head before diving into the bathroom. Locking the door securely behind him and already pressed up against Gary, Kirk breathes deeply and laughs, and Gary does, too.
"Gives it that element of danger --"
"That being a few miles above the earth's surface didn't already have?" Gary asks with an eyebrow raised.
"Exactly," Kirk says as he rushes in and kisses him, pressing him into a few surfaces before deciding on the sink that is just the right width for Gary's hips.
Hahaha and now, possible follow up scenarios:
screamlet: uhura bets he gets alcohol poisoning and is sent back to iowa in 3 days
waldorph: loses so hard. poor uhura
screamlet: CUPCAKE BARRICADES THEM IN THE BATHROOM
AND PIKE HAS TO RESCUE THEM
DON'T ASK ME HOW [Cupcake does it]
it's the only thing that keeps him going for the next 3 years
waldorph: And Pike is trying so so hard not to laugh
screamlet: first he's like DAMMIT KIRK
then he's like DAMMIT. YOU. WHOEVER.
asjdhjsdgh
pike: YOU THINK I'M NOT GOING TO TELL YOUR MOM ABOUT THIS?
gary: what.
kirk: YOU THINK MY MOM'S GOING TO DO SOMETHING BESIDES LAUGH?
waldorph: Winona: Wait, it took you how long? I thought I raised you better than that, shit
me: kirk: but MOM.
winona: you're just like your father.
pike: why. why am i. why.
omfg
best family
ever
waldorph: SERIOUSLY
Jim hacks the Kobayashi and Pike calls Winona
Pike: no, it was cheating he could get expelled
Winona: he drove his stepfather's car off a cliff
Pike: I don't see-- oh my god, are you saying I should have been glad he didn't steal a ship?
Winona: All I'm saying
screamlet: KJASHKFJHSDAKGJHSDKH
oh god
i just
dying of love