mine bones

An Itch to Scratch

Fandom: Star Trek AOS 
Pairing: implied Reader x Leonard McCoy/Bones
Prompt:  “How could I have known you were allergic to [item/flavor/scent]?  If it’s any consolation, you don’t look as bad as you think you do…” For @outside-the-government‘s birthday challenge
Word Count: 5,056

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Author’s Note:  Unbeta’d and a bit late, but hopefully you still like, darling!  This was pretty fun to write.  Happy belated birthday! 😊 ❤

             “Okay, what time is it?” you ask in a hushed tone, as you and Christine come to a halt in the corridor a few feet from Leonard’s quarters. Christine glances at her comm and tells you the time;  it’s roughly forty minutes since Leonard had gotten off shift, and you know that he’d been planning on crashing the second he was done, that he was exhausted after an extremely busy day.  

              “That should be enough time,” you whisper slowly, thinking. “I’ll check.  If he’s still awake, I can just say I came to say goodnight, or something.”  Christine nods and backs away from the door so she won’t be seen as you swipe the key card he’d recently given you and open his door.  It’s dark inside, and by the dim sphere of light given off by your comm, you can see him lying in bed as you creep across the room.  

              “Leonard?” you whisper as you creep closer, but get no response.  You repeat his name in a normal speaking voice, and still get nothing.  He shifts slightly in his sleep, making you freeze in place, but then he begins to snore, and you know you’re in the clear.  You carefully creep out of the room and poke your head out, nodding to Christine, who grins and darts into the nearby supply room.   When she returns, she’s carrying a huge bundle of balloons held together loosely by a light plastic tarp.  Grinning, you reach for the bundle and together you carefully manage to get it through the doorway without popping any of them.  You release this bundle into the corner of the living area, covering his desk and the floor with the balloons.   The two of you hurry out of the room and retrieve another bundle, emptying this one too until the balloons cover the desk and floor to waist height.   Each time you’re about to scurry from the room, you check to make sure that Leonard is still sleeping soundly, not wanting him to catch you in the act.

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