winscenario: (hundred seventy.)
Captain James T. Kirk ([personal profile] winscenario) wrote in [personal profile] legendary_hands 2016-12-15 09:03 pm (UTC)

In some strange way, Jim was reminded of the gravity field and high-G trainings back at the academy, when he felt his head spinning too fast to think, when he lost all sense of what was up and down. His mind was pulling in all directions, heart jumping from worry to happiness, from panic and fear to immeasurable hope. Hope that he'd been pushing down for so long now that he wasn't even sure how it flared up in his chest this fast.

He drew in a sharp breath when Bones reached out and touched him again, unaware he'd stopped breathing altogether for those few seconds of painful but exciting waiting. He had to look borderline desperate at this point, but he couldn't care less. Not when he hung on every word Bones said as if they were gospel, or held the whole truth about the known universe.

They didn't, but they were all the truth Jim cared about, and his universe may as well have narrowed down to this room, this place, this man and nothing else. And he was telling him that yes, he did love him, he did care that much, and Jim felt like the whole dam keeping his own feelings inside just cracked and broke into pieces so everything just came rushing out like an unstoppable stream.

One hand cupped Bones's neck, the other still on his shoulder. He felt a ridiculous urge to laugh right now, but he managed to settle with a smile, a little shaky but soon stretching into a grin.

Rather than say anything, he chose to answer by actions rather than words, and before Bones could bring himself down even more, he shifted closer and leaned in until there was no space between them and he was crushing their mouths together in a kiss.

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