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[winscenario]

WHO: James T. Kirk & Leonard McCoy
WHERE: Enterprise
WHEN: February 14th (+ another thread later on)
WHAT: Waking up with no power and zero gravity isn't their idea of fun.
WARNINGS: Nothing aside from Bones panicking and Jim hating himself a little later on. Possible mentions of death too.


When things actually started going down, Jim was too fast asleep to realize. Even the faint glow filtering through the windows as the nearest ship blew up wasn't enough to wake him, eyes shut for a while longer. The fifteen minutes of peace that followed would be the last bit of decent and unhindered rest he'd likely get in a while.

It started with a strange tingling sensation, at first. As the systems started malfunctioning, it was the engines shutting down completely and the whole ship going dead silent that had him waking up. His heart thrummed to the beat of the engines and the warp core, and suddenly everything felt... misaligned.

He nearly startled awake at that, shoving the blankets off of him in one sudden move as he got to his feet. Except his feet touched the ground for about a second or two before his whole body started to float, as if weightless, and the more he struggled to reach the ground, the farther away he got from it.

"What the fuck—" he looked over sharply, seeing Bones's silhouette starting to lift from the bed even in the dark of the room. Despite the evident lack of gravity, he tried to glide over to him. "Bones. Wake up, wake up— Bones!"

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[winscenario]

True, Jim never did like celebrating his birthday or even getting birthday presents, but he'd be lying if he said he didn't like people getting him gifts sometimes. Well, people he cared about. Nowadays that pretty much boiled down to Bones, though. It wasn't really Spock's thing as it was, and if he saw his mom only scarcely when he was back on Earth, then he saw her even less ever since he'd joined the Academy. And she was never much of a gift giver either, so.

Either way, this time around he was the one doing the gift giving, and he for one was curious to see if Bones liked it. Well he liked chocolate, Jim was pretty sure of that, so he couldn't be that far off the mark. The laugh had his smile widening to a grin, and he gave his comment a little shrug, eyebrow raising at the question.

"You're kidding, right? There's plenty of chocolate around." The Eluvio was practically a starbase as it was, with a huge shopping area where they could find just about anything they wanted. Chocolate was as easy to find as any other food.

Hesitating a moment, he finally pressed his lips and added. "Actually, I made those, so... I hope they taste alright."

[legendary_hands]

When he caught that smile, he felt something warm coil in his chest. He liked seeing the idiot happy. God, he liked it too much to be honest. Funny, wasn't receiving a gift supposed to be more about him being happy? Not him being happy to see Jim happy? Not that any of his feeling about the captain were normal. Smiling back down at the box, he rolled his eyes playfully. "Can't say I've been shopping for food yet, so I must've missed that."

Then he stopped at that last admission. Blinking a few times, he looked back up at Jim, both brows rising slightly. "You made them?" Jim? Cooked something? Not just anything, but Valentine's chocolate? "Really? Well, I'll be..."

He huffed another laugh, this time a smile breaking out over his lips that was wide and bright. "You say it's nothing, but I am damn honored to know James Tiberius Kirk let me have his results of a venture into cooking." He had to tease him. Cause it was too damn cute not to. And even if Jim said it meant nothing, it sure meant a helluva lot to him. Even if Jim didn't actually make it for him or with him in mind. He still was given part of the results. "Really, darlin', thanks."

[winscenario]

Well, gift giving could perfectly serve multiple purposes. Jim was also happy to give Bones something, especially something he'd made himself, silly though that may be. And honestly, he wouldn't say they were amazing chocolates or even the best Bones would ever taste, but they looked nice and they didn't taste like charred milk and cocoa, so.

"Fine, it is a somewhat impressive achievement, I'll give you that. Granted, at least it was an electrical stove, but still." It would be ridiculous to have a gas-powered stove on board a starship. Although honestly at this point Jim would believe just about anything.

"You're welcome, Bones," he beamed a smile at him, standing a little more upright, looking pretty pleased with himself. "And really, no need to be brutally honest or anything. I'm fine if you want to lie and say they taste amazing."

[legendary_hands]

Looking into the box, he noted that the looked rather nice for a first try. Not that he would be terribly surprised if Jim managed to make something perfect on his first try. the man was a genius when he put his mind to things. And really... he couldn't help but wonder what got under his skin to make him want to make something like chocolate.

Not that he planned to ask.

Instead, he reached into the box to pull out a piece. And as he slipped it into his mouth he had to admit, Jim looked so damn adorable being all pleased with himself. "I'll be damned, that's pretty good there, darlin'." He laughed lightly, and ducked his head a little. It was. Not bad at all.

"Guess my promise of dinner, late though it will turn out to be, was a good call then. Too bad I can't do anything for you just yet." Not with the power still not quite right and no access to fresh supplies to cook while they were trapped here. Though he wished he could. Either way, he lightly closed the box and curled the ribbon back around it.

If nothing else, he was just real glad Jim looked so much better. More content now.

[winscenario]

He was never much one for cooking, honestly. Actually that was the first time he even handled a stove, so while chocolate probably was a pretty risky first try, Jim was never one to shy away from a challenge, nor to fail at it. And he was just as glad that this was one of the many times that he managed to get things just right on the first try.

Well, sort of first try. there was that first batch of chocolate he burnt into the bottom of the pan, but that didn't count.

He looked even more pleased with himself as Bones tasted the chocolate, beaming at him as he swayed a little happily onto his heels, tipping his head in a nod. "Good. And thank you." Whether it was the truth or not— although Jim had a feeling it was.

Stepping closer, he draped his arm loosely over Bones's shoulders. "That's alright. I look forward to it, whenever we get to do that. In the meantime, treat you to some delicious dry rations? What do you say?" They were definitely not delicious, but they did have to eat every so often. So it'd have to do for now.

[legendary_hands]

Standing there for a moment, he smiled just a little then reached out to catch the back of Jim's neck to pull him closer. Purposely tipping the man's head forward, he pressed a kiss to his forehead. It was very similar to that night when they lost power, but the touch felt right. Like it needed to happen like that. It just felt like a better thank you than just saying those words.

Lightly releasing him, he tipped his head toward the mess. "You read my mind. How did you know I was just dyin' to eat one of those." He smirked lightly and took a step back. Rations were damn near awful, but well, they weren't so bad if you had at least good company.

Good thing for him that wasn't in short supply. "C'mon, darlin'." Catching the sleeve of Jim's shirt, he wmiled just a little and pulled him back to the lift to head toward the mess.