After the Christmas party... (Kirk/Bones)
(The background story The Fires They Build is a companion piece to this thread.)
The party had been awkward at best...
Both men were unusually quiet as they headed back to their room, both emotionally wrung out by the conversations and the holiday cheer. Bones had watched Kirk all evening, his face drawn and pale and wished he could have whisked him away then and there, family obligations be damned.
As they exited the lift on their floor Bones stopped them. "Okay, before we get in there, I need to ask you something." He turned to Kirk, looking across at him solemnly. "You remember what you promised me, 'bout the 25th of December?"
His price for wearing that stupid Cupid costume at Halloween: twenty-four hours of anything Bones wanted from Kirk. And Bones had asked for December 25th.
The party had been awkward at best...
Both men were unusually quiet as they headed back to their room, both emotionally wrung out by the conversations and the holiday cheer. Bones had watched Kirk all evening, his face drawn and pale and wished he could have whisked him away then and there, family obligations be damned.
As they exited the lift on their floor Bones stopped them. "Okay, before we get in there, I need to ask you something." He turned to Kirk, looking across at him solemnly. "You remember what you promised me, 'bout the 25th of December?"
His price for wearing that stupid Cupid costume at Halloween: twenty-four hours of anything Bones wanted from Kirk. And Bones had asked for December 25th.