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Jim Kirk! Legally Blond	By : Strailo Category: Star Trek > Star Trek Views: 2296 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Jim Kirk! Legally Blond
Fandom: Star Trek 2009
Part: 15
Characters: McCoy
Word count: 1,457
Warnings: nothing really
AN: This chapter is pretty much filler musings from McCoy but help to build the relationship between him and Jim, so enjoy. :D

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Finding themselves finally free to relax and just think after a long day, Jim headed to his dorm room to veg out, as he had called it. McCoy was at home and sighing as he pulled down a bottle of whiskey and a glass, pouring some of the rich liquid into a glass. With the scotch poured, he pulled out a few pre-made burrito's and placed them into a pan, sticking that into the oven and set the timer. Picking up his glass, he headed into the living room and flopped down onto his couch, grabbing his TV remote. Connecting to his Netflix account, he was soon half watching something about the history of Rome as his mind went in circles with it's new puzzle.

He was thinking about the fact that he was falling for one Jim Kirk, had thought about that fact earlier but had pushed it to the side. McCoy sighed once more and slid down in his seat, rubbing a hand over his head with a frown dancing on his lips.

When he had met Jim that first day he had joined Archer's class, he had thought that the guy was pretty in his own way. If he was honest with himself though, Jim took it to a whole new level. He wasn't just pretty, he was gorgeous in all sorts of manner.

Jim Kirk couldn't be compared to the mythical George Kirk since he wasn't like the man in any way, shape or form. But then again, one really couldn't expect the son to be like the father when the father had passed away before the son was old enough to remember the father. George Kirk had been a good man, from the stories that were told about him, but he had a thing about wandering from his marriage when Winonna wasn't around. His son though...

From what he had learned of the younger man, when he was with someone in a serious relationship, he didn't stray or look at another person. He was one to date someone as long as they were both happy, as proven by the length of time that he had stayed with Spock. From what he knew, Jim's relationships before him had been short but he had been faithful during all of them.

Along with being a faithful lover and partner, he was an easy friend to keep happy. He loved just hanging out with them and doing things with them when they could. He was free with his laughter, and as long as you were nice to him, he was nice to you. It was easy to make him into your friend just by doing that. It amazed McCoy at just how much sweetness Jim contained in his body.

But Jim could also be as cold as a winter storm if a person seriously pissed him off or insulted the wrong person under his care.

Such as what Uhura had done. She had had a hard on of hate since day one for him for whatever reason, and he had finally snapped just that afternoon, telling her off at the start of their lunch break. McCoy had to admit that the coldly stated facts from him had been quite amusing and straight to the point. She had finally stopped complaining aloud and had instead just done her work, typing up the opening speeches with just a few glares.

McCoy sighed and took the first sip of his scotch finally, humming as it warmed him, sliding down his throat slowly. “What the fuck am I going to do now?” he asked himself, shaking his head as he smiled to the room at large.

He could still remember how good it had felt when he and Jim had gotten together, even though it had been a quicky just that morning. But it was still burned into his brain. The way Jim had moved and kept up with the rhythm of his thrusting was addicting, and he found himself wanting to do it again. But the next time, slower and with more time to tease and really learn how to make his partner writhe with pleasure for him.

Sighing and draining the whiskey, he groaned as he stood up, pulling his brain away from the tempting thoughts of doing just that, and back towards the fact that he was already falling, and falling hard, for his companion. Heading towards his kitchen, he put his cup down next to the scotch bottle and grabbed a plate for his food, placing it onto the counter. Grabbing an oven mitt, he pulled out the pan with his burritos and set it atop the stove.

Using a spatula, he quickly transferred the now heated burritos to his plate before he placed some salsa into a bowl and sprinkled cheese over top the burritos. Grabbing a fork and knife from the drawer, he stopped and thought, staring at his bottle of scotch before he decided on a bottle of iced tea instead to go with his food. With tea and food in hand, he moved back to his living room and sat down on his couch. McCoy continued to watch his show as he ate, his mind flitting back to what he was going to do about his growing attraction to Jim.

Sighing around a bite of burrito and salsa, McCoy chewed and swallowed it before he continued to think aloud. “What am I going to do?” he asked himself as he continued to eat, not hearing the show any more, but still allowing it to distract him somewhat from his thoughts about Jim.

He knew that he did want to have the younger man in his life, but in what capacity was the question that he had no answer to. Jim was, after all, a loving man with a sinful body to boot, but would he really want to date someone in their early thirties compared to his twenty-two years? Would he be interested in him beyond sex and as a friend?

McCoy made a thoughtful sound and frowned before snickering, shaking his head at a thought. He didn't even know if the other was even up for another relationship. Especially seeing as it had only been eight months since Spock had left him for Uhura. And wasn't that just a mess of all fucks?

To leave one lover just for another because the new lover represented all of the “good” things that he wanted in his life, instead of just being happy and content with the one that actually loved him was insane. Jim had loved Spock wholeheartedly, and had been very hurt from what he could gather from their conversations. But apparently the Grayson heir didn't have much of a brain, much less a heart connected to that brain. It wasn't surprising seeing as how he had left Jim the way he had. Obviously he hadn't taken the lessons of love from his parents seriously.

But still, it was as if Jim had taken Spock leaving him as a way to kick start a new life for himself, making McCoy smirk at his plate at just how good the life of a lawyer seemed to work for him. The younger male had gone from fraternity brother working his way towards a business degree to a future as a lawyer and was one of their brightest students so far. He had absolutely no doubt that if Jim kept on the current success track that by the time he graduated in four years, he would be the valedictorian of his class.

“And I am wanting to be there for him during the entire process. Man, I am but a fool falling in love,” McCoy chuckled, shaking his head with quite ab it of amusement. “But I can't think of having it any other way.” With a snort, he finished off his food. He knew that it would take him time, but he had a feeling that he could get Jim to at least agree to try giving a relationship with him a go. He had a good feeling that he would be open to it but it would still take some time before it actually happened.

But first, they needed to get through the trial with Galia and dealing with all of that interesting bit. He sighed and smiled when he found that his plate had been scraped clean and his tea bottle was empty. He was still hungry though, making his smile grow. “Being a fool in love apparently makes me hungry,” he chuckled, standing up to go make himself more food.

He thought he had some left over pizza from a couple of nights ago that would still be good.
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