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

Apr 25, 2010 17:26

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.

And there he was, asleep on the sofa, wearing some simple Vulcan robes that suited him more than Bones expected. Jim. Bones stood there, watching the rise and fall of his chest for almost a minute before the wriggling of the cat reminded him that there was another life form in the room.

Looking around, he was a little embarrassed. Bones hadn't spent a lot of time here, hadn't wanted to be alone, but there was plenty of evidence that someone had been here. The bed was messy and unmade. There was an empty liquor bottle in the trash. His clothes tossed on the floor and not into the laundry receptacle. Fuck.

But that was all pushed aside for the moment. Jim was here, and safe, and that was all that mattered. Sitting down next to the sleeping man, Bones dropped the cat between them, and reached out with one hand to touch Jim's shoulder.

its a kitty, jim..., fixing each other, this is my life?

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