2016-03-07 23:01
leonard_horatio_mccoy
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Leonard considered himself a very thoughtful individual, but right now he'd give an arm to just forget everything.
The death certificate had been signed and filed, the family alerted, and the glass of scotch had been poured...the only thing left was to drink it.
The death certificate had been signed and filed, the family alerted, and the glass of scotch had been poured...the only thing left was to drink it.
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"So are you going to just get hammered and leave me out in the cold?" he said from the doorway. Don't ask how he got into Bones' locked room, he's got a captain's code and a hell of a knack for coding. He smiles leaning against the door frame.
"I do hope that scotch is your first one."
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"For your information, I haven't even started yet. And I don't recall giving you permission to come in Jim."
Yeah, zero patience right now.
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He knows, oh how intimately he knows that this doesn't work. But he desperate for anything to take the edge off.
Everything has been on such a slow burn lately, but right now, he's just done.
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But he's not considering that. He just wants Bones to stop being so dour... because he wants some support too.
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Leo stands, forgetting his glass on the table as he stands by one of the port holes. He just wants to be alone, but he's almost shaking....or at least it feels like it.
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"Spock? No, you need help, you need me, I want to stay here." he waited for Bones to turn back around. He was impatient for it actually. When he didn't turn around right away Jim came over to him, reaching to touch his hand.
"Talk to me."
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He feels completely alone and he hates it.
And suddenly, he sees red.
Stepping into Jim's space, Leo glares.
"Get out."
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"I want to help you." Bones is being an ass right now. "Stop being a grump about it. Drink with me then if you don't want to talk about it. Don't growl at me." he pushed him away.
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"You want to help me? You want to help me so badly then you'll turn around and leave. Better yet, why don't you go on another away mission and get yourself nearly killed again in the process. Because it's my job right? Piecing your ass back together? I guess you can do whatever you want, because you never listen to me anyway!"
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"You done?" he asked when his ears stopped ringing.
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He knows his arms are flailing, he just doesn't care. He also doesn't care that his hands are beginning to shake...
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"I didn't-- I don't-- You're not gonna lose me!" but Bones is ranting so loud he can't be heard. But when he's done, Jim is silent, staring at him with surprise and sadness.
"You.... you lose custody of Jo?" he'd met the girl over a facetime chat twice and had taken to calling her Jo since. He was fond of her, Bones losing her... he knew Jocelyn wasn't the easiest person to get along with but she didn't seem like she'd be this unfair.
"When? What happened?"
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He's tired. He hasn't been sleeping well, and with Anderson's emergency surgery he hasn't slept in over 36hrs. He's starting to feel like a wounded animal, about ready to destroy anything that tries to help him.
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He growled low.
"You're exhausted... you're shaking. You should sit down." he's ignoring what he just said, though he feels like he's trembling. Is he mad? Is he scared? Is he afraid Bones is going to throw him out while rejecting his feelings?
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"I'm not loveable, please, I can't...." Leo buries his face in his hands. He's never felt so low, not since his father's death.
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"You can... maybe you don't want to with me but you can. I know you hate being alone, hate not trusting people. I'm sorry I fucked up... I want to make it better."
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He didn't notice his hands fisted in Jim's shirt, but they are, anchoring him in a way.
The reality is, he loves Jim too. Always has.
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"No I'm sorry... I haven't been helping you. I promised I'd stop being a dumbass out there and I blew it big time today." he rubbed his back, felt the hot tears stinging at his eyes. He was bottling so much lately too, Anderson's death, stress from being Captain, holding his feelings for Bones in, now he's lost Jo? This was too much, they both needed a release. Just cry it out, Leo, you can do that with him.
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On top of everything else, he needs Jim. He doesn't want to change his best friend, because he's always going to make rash decides that save everyone's lives, but he wants Jim to be a little more careful.
"I need...I need you." Leo can't survive without Jim.
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"I'm not going anywhere. Even if I have to stay on the ship some missions, I'll behave myself."
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Leo sniffs, backing up so that Jim doesn't see his face, wiping his eyes with his arm.
"Because I love you too, reckless idiot and all. But if you got banged up a little less, I would appreciate it."
He felt a little numb, because he never lets himself get so emotional. It's been so long since he's cried.
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"Is that all? The whole deal? Just get banged up less?" he smiled at him.
"Come here." he leaned in for a quick peck. And damn if that didn't feel fucking amazing.
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He was about to fall asleep sitting up...but that didn't stop him from cupping Jim's cheek with his hand, brushing the tears away.
"Stay with me?"
Hot icons~ oooh dat Bones~
"I don't need anything, Bones." he moved forward to hug him. "I'm not going anywhere." he stood and offered his hand to Leo. He'll pull him up and lead them both to the bed where they can cuddle and fall asleep. That's okay right? If he cuddled with Bones until they fell asleep?
^_^
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Posted by:Wanna send in Spock to the rescue? Lol
Posted by:Sure. I have no spock icons and I am taking too long trying to hunt some down. Sorry
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Posted by:We should make this a three way
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Posted by:Up to you.
Posted by:I don't mind brothers for now. Threesomes are complicated.
Posted by:You're right. You know how I get about ships. Over excited
Posted by:Re: You're right. You know how I get about ships. Over excited
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