Turn The Lights Down Low

Turn The Lights Down Low

Leonard McCoy x gn!reader

⚠️: none

word count: 296

Sort of inspired by this song

The door to Leonard’s quarters closed behind Y/N with a familiar swishing sound. The lights were only on half brightness and there was music floating from the kitchen. ‘It must be Wednesday’ they thought as they wandered into the kitchen. The smell of peach cobbler and stir fry grew stronger when Y/N reached the kitchen. “Mmm, smells good” Y/N breathed out as they leaned against Leonard. “Glad ya think so, it’s almost done, darlin” Leonard said as he briefly turned to press a kiss to their forehead. “Do me a favour an’ get the hot pads outta the drawer?” He asked softly as nodded in the direction of the drawer in question. “Course” Y/N muttered as they reached into the drawer for hot pads. Handing them to Leonard, Y/N briefly stopped him for a kiss on the cheek. Leonard opened the oven and the smell of warm peach cobbler wrapped around the both of them in a hot puff of air. “Oooh, can we have that first?” Y/N asked impatiently, “I suppose it will be cool sooner than the stir fry” he chuckled, setting the cobbler on the counter before turning to check the stir fry again. Y/N turned the music down, just a bit, before coming up behind Leonard and wrapping their arms around his waist and resting their head between his shoulder blades. “Whatcha doin, darlin?” He asked without moving. “Shhh” Y/N let out, “it’s so nice and quiet” they sighed before placing a kiss to Leonard’s back and loosening their grip. Y/N walked away to sit down at the table. It was only a moment before Leonard walked out with two slices of cobbler, “can’t have dinner if you don’t eat your dessert” he joked. “How will I ever live?” Y/N dramatised lovingly.

Happy Birthday captain! 🥰🥳

Breakfast

Kirk

Cup of coffee/some form of caffeine/maybe nothing at all

will probably eat at lunch time when someone else reminds him that eating is good for him

Spock

Tea

Anything that can be taken with him because he can already think of 30 different things he has to do (or maybe he’s just late already 🤷‍♀️)

Bones

Actual well rounded breakfast

tea/coffee, insert choice of main food here, and if not food actually containing vitamins then vitamin supplements

Or he’s already late and that piece of fruit on the counter will do

🥳HAPPY BIRTHDAY CAPTAIN KIRK!!!!! 🥳

The Birthday Captain

Jim Kirk x gn!reader

⚠️: none

word count: 520

I woke up with a start as my alarm went off, scrambling to turn the thing off before it woke up Jim, I was unfortunately too late on that one. He woke up and pulled me back into his chest as soon as I moved. I knew he was awake now “Happy birthday” I whispered to him as I turned over in his hold. “Hmmm, glad you remembered” Jim murmured cheekily as he started laying butterfly kisses on me. “I’ve been apologising for that since the 23rd last year” I whined, “mmm, stay here in bed with me and we’ll call it even” Jim smiled into my neck. “But I have something for you!” I say lightly batting him away. “Whatever it is can wait until tomorrow” he took my hand away and intertwined our fingers. “Noooo” I whine, “I want you to have it now” I take my hand away and boop his nose. “It’s my present I thought I was supposed to be impatient for it, not you” he joked and tried to take my hand back. “I’ll be right back!” I shout as I jump up out of bed and run out to the couch. I reach under and feel around for the box I had hid there. I found it and then ran to the kitchenette for the other one. Finding right where I left it, I ran back to Jim. “Here!” I say and toss him the one from the kitchen. Turning it over in his hands you looks up at me sceptically. “You know I don’t really drink” he looks at me sadly before looking back to the bottle in its paper bag. “No, but your CMO does” I smirk at him, “and from what I hear, you owe him quite a few drinks” I say playfully, knowing he still hasn’t seen that I have a second. “Let me get this right” he looks me in the eye with that impish glint, “you got Bones a present for my birthday?” He asks. “Don’t get yourself in a twist, I got you one too” I say and toss him the box as I hop back into bed. He opens it eagerly, tossing the scraps on the ground. I roll my eyes, not that he sees, I’ll clean up after him later. Jim looks to me “You shouldn’t have!” He smiles brightly as he runs his hands over the new blanket, still in its box. “Well, take it out” I urge with a knowing smiling. Jim whips the blanket out of the box and a book goes flying out. Jim rushes to get it and tears prick the corners of his eyes as he looks back at me. Flipping through all the pictures of us he asks, “How did you even get all of these?”. I smile at him, “It was easy, I’ve had the whole crew taking pictures of us together, also since the 23rd” I grunt as Jim pins me in a tight hug. “I love it thank you!” He exclaims, only slightly muffled by the face full of my shirt he currently has.