highschool au star trek

anonymous asked:

Jim & Bones, where Jim is the school nerd and Bones is a football/basketball/soccer player who kinda finds Jim cute with his fluffy blonde hair and big glasses. He tries to talk to him multiple times but Jim is just too shy.

So I wanted to post this Thursday but my computer completely died. But here it finally is! Thank you for your patience, Nonnie. And enjoy : )


Leonard’s entire life is turned upside down the day the Kirk’s move to town.

See, he’s supposed to be a jock, to everyone but his daddy that is, and there’s a certain image that goes along with being the quarterback. He’s supposed to be strong, popular, personable, and most importantly of all, confident. Most of the time that isn’t a problem. Most of the time he’s all those things, except, apparently, when he’s standing face to face with Jim Kirk.

“Hey, I think that’s my locker. Do you mind?”

The first time Jim talks to him, Leonard is not prepared for the flash of the purest baby-blues he ever did see peering at him from behind what has to be the most ridiculous pair of glasses in the world.

So really, he can’t be blamed for the fact that his brain temporarily fizzes out and he forgets how words work - or anything else for that matter.

“Um, my locker?”

Scotty nudges him in the gut, and Leonard lets out a grunt, his eyes narrowing in annoyance and pain.

Surprise, and a touch of fear, flash through Jim’s eyes. “You know what? Nevermind. I’m okay, don’t really need anything in there anyway. I mean, I can always come back later.” Jim holds up his hands, like he’s showing Leonard that he’s not threat, and slowly back away. “Sorry to bother you, Bones.”

Beside Scotty, Henderson sniggers.

As Jim beats a fast retreat, Leonard turns toward his team mate and arches his eyebrow in silent demand of an answer.

“What?” Henderson asks, and he does not pull off the innocent look at all. “Okay, so maybe some of the guys told him your nickname.”

Leonard’s eyebrow rises higher, and he crosses his arms over his chest in a ‘go on’ gesture.

“And maybe we let him think it’s because you crush ‘em instead of fixin’ ‘em.”

Leonard groans. Well if that’s not just perfect. “Fix it,” he growls. “Don’t need anyone coming after me because they think I’m bullying the new kid.”

“A shit! Sorry!”

The second time Jim talks to Leonard, Leonard’s not prepared for a skinny, wiry body literally <em>running</em> into his chest. He grunts in surprise (not that he’s not used to getting hit mind, just not in the middle of the hallway).

“Oh! Bones! I wasn’t- Nevermind, I’ll find somewhere else to be. It’s just, there’s this guy and…is there some place I can hide or-?”

Even if Leonard had been trying to resist, which he definitely wasn’t, there was no way he could turn down the slightly desperate look of entreaty Jim shoots up at him. He jerks a thumb over his shoulder in explanation.

“Thanks!” Jim flashes a smile up at Leonard, and Leonard swears he goes blind for a second. By the time he pulls himself together, Jim’s gone, and Leonard realizes that he hasn’t managed to say anything to him…again.

“Hey, I’m looking for a, uh, Gary Mitchell?”

By now, Leonard recognizes the sound of Jim’s voice. This time he’s determined that he’ll actually talk to Jim Kirk - especially since last time he seemed to still be under the impression that he was dangerous. It’s too bad that the kid keeps appearing out of nowhere and startling the words right out of him.

Leonard leans back in his seat to get a better look at Jim, and he can’t help but wonder why he’s looking for Mitchell.

“I’m supposed to meet him for some tutoring sessions,” Jim explains. “Oh! Hey, Bones.”

There’s that smile again, the smile that makes Leonard’s mouth go dry and his heart start up a square dance in his chest.

“So do you know where he is?” Jim directs his question straight at Leonard.

All Leonard can do is stare at him. “Uh-” he responds intelligently.

“You just missed him.” Nyota comes to Leonard’s rescue, and he can feel a flush rising up his neck. “I think he headed off toward the gym.”

“Oh.” Jim’s eyes snap to Nyota, and Leonard slowly sinks into his chair. “Thanks! See you around, Bones!”

Jim waves, and heads off toward the gym.

Leonard can feel Nyota’s eyes on him, and he can just imagine the look on her face. Instead of confirming his assumption, Leonard’s head thunks onto the cafeteria table as he groans pitifully.

“Looks like someone’s got a crush!”

“Fuck off, Nyota,” Leonard grumbles.

At least Jim doesn’t seem to be scared of him anymore.

Desperate times call for desperate measures. And sure, okay, maybe it’s not the brightest idea that Leonard’s ever had, but at least this time he <em>knows</em> when Jim Kirk’s going to arrive.

He’s prepared.

“Wow, you did really bad on this test.” Jim flops down into the seat across from him, and looks up at Leonard over the rim of his glasses.

Leonard swallows hard. “Yeah,” he manages in something that’s a little less pathetic than a croak.

“Well, I guess we should start then. Where did you wanna-”

“Wouldyouwannagooutsometime?” The words come out in an exhaled rush of breath, and Leonard’s cheeks flame.

“Would I what now?” The test Jim had been peering at slips from his fingers to the table, and he stares at Leonard with his mouth hanging open.

Leonard swallows again. He’s said it once, it’s gotta be easier this time. “Would you, maybe, wanna go out sometime. With me. On a date.” For some reason he feels like he should be extremely specific in this.

Jim continues to stare at him, a flush rising to his own cheeks. “I- Yes.” Jim nods, all his usual, bright self-assurance gone in the face of Leonard’s question.

Leonard grins, and leans back in his chair, once more at ease and utterly confident. “How about now?” he suggests. “I don’t really need help in math.”

“You threw the test just so you could ask me out?”

“Yup. My daddy’s going to kill me. So.” Leonard stands and shrugs on his jacket. “You like burgers right?”

your-obedient-servant-g-mart  asked:

I know it's not star trek au, but imagine highschool Burrcules being really cute and Aaron stealing almost all of Hercules' sweaters (and if he's on the football team); wears Hercules' Jersey around, just hella proud of his bf.

Okay, but can you imagine, they’re making out in the bathroom and the bell rings and by mistake, Aaron grabs Herc’s football jacket and throws it on and he wonders why everyone’s staring at him weird. Then he looks down and wow how did he not notice that this wasn’t his coat, it’s so big. It’s got the big MULLIGAN on the back too. Hamilton never stops teasing him about it.

Also Hercules wears Aaron’s tiny jacket over his shoulder.

During big game days, Lafayette helps Aaron paint Herc’s number on his face and he cheers from the bleachers!!!