[strolls up, wraps his arms around Jim's torso, his shoulder poking into Jim's chest, and half drags, half carries him to bed.]
[Jim tries for smug smirk but it comes out fond grin instead when they flop down on the mattress. He spoons up against Bones, tangling their legs together, head propped up on his hand.] Is this your way of telling me you’re tired or that you’re not tired in the slightest?
[He noses his way in and up so he can kiss Jim’s neck and jawline.]
"Gimme an hour and I’ll raise you one on all the things you’re so loudly thinking ‘bout."
[Jim purrs, tightening his arm around Leonard’s waist to reel him in. He leans his head back to give Bones more room to work with, laughter rumbling in his chest.]
“Both, huh? Sounds promising.”
"You and my bed are two very different worlds, Jim Kirk. You in my bed tends to create a conflict of interest.”
This doesn’t involve a boy does it? Or a girl, or non-binary alien?Yeah, yeah. Keep reminding me will ya. So what’s this favor you mentioned, kiddo?
Oh, a little heartbreak over your favorite daughter is good for the soul, dad. I’m just a little… nervous. Tomorrow’s the day. I don’t have to rely on anyone else for my ship tomorrow, I’m the only one who’s going to be captain… and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t freaking out.
Hon, if there’s anything I learned about space it’s that it’s terrifying and should be feared above all else, so you’re right to be freaked out.
… And also that if you weren’t ready for what you’re about to do, they wouldn’t’ve made you captain in the first place. Your crew trusts you, it’d be a poor thing to not follow their lead.
Do you even know what a pillow is? Let me give you a hint, it’s not the closest person.