miss_m_cricket | Fic: Kiss You First

Title: Kiss You First
Author:

miss_m_cricket
Fandom: Star Trek Reboot!/Doom Crossover
Rating: Teen
Pairings: Reaper!Bones/Jim Kirk, Scotty/Gaila, Spock/Christine, Uhura/Sulu
Disclaimer: Don't own anything at all...

Summary: When Bones entered the Halloween party Jim swore he could feel his heart stop....

A/N: For

callieach in hoping she starts to feel better soon :)

Kiss You First

When Bones entered the Halloween party Jim swore he could feel his heart stop.

It’s late to be just arriving to the party but he really didn’t expect Bones to be there any earlier. If anti-social was a costume, Bones would wear it every day. But he knew his best friend would arrive eventually, and he knew he would be able to spot his friend, even amongst four hundred people.

He had already talked to Spock, who had been coaxed into a demon outfit by Chapel of all people. The fact that the blonde nurse had also managed to get him to, albeit half-heartedly, treat them all to a ‘bwahahaha’ made this night just so worth it in his eyes.

Uhura was dressed up as Cleopatra, poised and elegant, and was attempting to remain aloof as she was serenaded by Pirate Sulu. Jim however was pretty sure she loved the attention, she wasn’t really protesting over much. It made him hide a grin behind his hand and duck away to laugh softly out of sight.

Pikacov, or Chekachu, or whatever the hell you wanted to call your main Navigating Ensign dressed up as a Pokemon, was being charmed by some of the young Engineering ensigns, dressed up as various 21st century anime characters. He stayed away from them; he liked his teeth without them aching from sweetness thank you very much.

Scotty and Gaila were making out in a corner. Again he didn’t go for a closer look, especially since they were costumed as red and green apples. Better than the sandwich idea of last year where Scotty had been the bread and Gaila the fillings.

He had done his rounds and now was looking forward to Bones arriving when he spotted the man near the doors.

Silence fell as everyone took in the Chief Medical Officer, who fidgeted under their gaze.

He had cut his hair, it was now short, scruffy and spiky, his chin was rough with stubble and his eyes were outlined with eyeliner. He stood there in his tight short-sleeved black Starfleet t-shirt and black pants and boots, holding a large scythe in one fingerless gloved hand and a large, serious looking archaic weapon in his other hand. As he moved forward Jim’s eyes caught sight of the tattoo on the inner skin of his left arm

The Reaper.

Jim felt his mouth water.

“Dammit Jim, I wish you hadn’t organised this,” Bones grumbled the instant he reached his friend, dark lined eyes flicking around at the eyes watching them interestedly, “why the hell are they staring? Haven’t they seen a costume before?”

“Based on fact costume,” Jim reminded his Chief Medical Officer, fucking hot costume, he added silently.

“Just kiss him already!” Scotty’s drunken yell broke the anticipatory silence and laughter broke out amongst the crowd, along with a slow clap.

Jim waved his arms and silence returned as he put his hands firmly on his hips. “Now listen here you lot,” he said to his crew, giving them all a mock stern look, “I’m the Captain and I’ll kiss Bones when I damn well want to. Got it?”

Then he turned back to Bones, opening his mouth to reassure his friend but instead found a warm willing mouth pressed against his, a single hand gripping his hair, while the other pulled him close. He heard the wolf-whistling, delighted noises from his crew and when their lips parted he felt a big goofy grin light up his face.

He looked around, seeing everyone there around them, all with big smiles including Chekov who held Bones’ Scythe and gun happily. But his gaze didn’t stray far from the man who still held him close.

Bones grinned back, dark eyes smouldering and leaned his forehead against Jim’s. “Not if I kiss you first Jim.” He murmured, chuckling softly, “Not if I kiss you first.”