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Title: it comes a-pouring
Author: [livejournal.com profile] antiphobia
Fandom: Star Trek XI (Reboot)
Pairing: Jim Kirk/Leonard McCoy (implied)
Rating: FRT+/®
Length: 637
For: [livejournal.com profile] st_xi_kink This prompt: [Jim/Bones, sharing an umbrella]
Summary: The first drops of rain slapped haphazardly against Leonard's shoulders making him curse under his breath and turn an unamused glare upwards. Of course that would have been about the time that first hints of thunder start rumbling in the distance and the sky opened up, drenching him within seconds.


Leonard had disembarked from the Enterprise at 1130 Standard, a full hour after the ship's crew was scheduled to begin their two week shore leave, and immediately made his way to Starfleet Medical where he spent most of the day hashing over requisition forms, supply usage, and arguing the 'need outweighing the means' when trying to triple his original order for vaccine cultures to be requisitioned from Starfleet Material Supply. By the time he left the sun was sinking towards the horizon, there were dark clouds forming in ragged patches across the sky, and his stomach was letting him know how unhappy it was for missing breakfast, lunch, and edging on missing dinner.

The streets were brightly illuminated by solar lamps as dusk crept closer so finding his way along the moderately familiar avenues around San Francisco, remembered routes once walked a few short years ago when he'd been a cadet and kept himself in shape by walking pretty much everywhere. He walked everywhere, back then, because he'd harbored a root-deep fear of transports. Nowadays he had better things to be afraid of...

The first drops of rain slapped haphazardly against Leonard's shoulders making him curse under his breath and turn an unamused glare upwards. Of course that would have been about the time that first hints of thunder start rumbling in the distance and the sky opened up, drenching him within seconds. That earned a few more obscenities but also a begrudging appreciation that at least the rain was warm.

"You know," A voice called out over the dull roar of the downpour, "If you wanted to take a shower there were perfectly good cubicles back on the Enterprise."

Leonard let his head fall forward slowly and fixed the glare reserved for the weather on James T. Kirk, Captain of the USS Enterprise and his best friend. He wasn't surprised, not really, that Jim was standing under an overlarge umbrella only a few feet away, back towards the skyline, and smiling guilelessly. He both loved and hated that smile.

Jim took Leonard's continued silence, and his glare, like he always did, as an invitation and sauntered - the bastard actually sauntered - towards him and grinned, "Didn't pay attention to Chekov's meteorological announcement before we started beaming down planet side, did you?"

"Fuck off." Because, yeah, he hadn't been paying attention to anything besides shutting down his stations and triple checking that everything was in its place and would remain so until he and his staff came back on board. "I had better things to do than listen to the kid mangling consonants left and right, trying to give a run down of what we could expect Earth to be like for the next two weeks."

"Which led you to your current predicament."

He wanted nothing more than to ignore the smug smile but, unfortunately, he was like Pavlov's dog trained to salivate at the ring of a bell where the bell was Jim's smile and the drooling was him answering it with one of his own. If anything, it always made Jim's smile to brighten and caused something inside Leonard’s chest to sigh. A trained response he didn’t mind so much.

"Come on," Jim tilted his head to the side, clearly an invitation, and waggled the umbrella stem in his grasp, "I'll walk you back. I wouldn’t want my CMO to catch a cold his first day back home.”

Being Earth-side again is both somewhat disconcerting and exhilarating at the same time, a novel experience that was meant to be savored and remembered fondly on, metaphorically, slow days while drifting in the 'black'. Leonard, however, is going to remember walking beside Jim Kirk under a too large umbrella in the heat of August with rain falling rhythmically around them, blocking out the rest of the world.
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