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Bones / Reader

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You were currently hiding in a supply closet on the starship Enterprise. Why? One word: checkups. Normally, you would jump at the chance to have your boyfriend check you over, but this time it’s different. This time, you were supposed to get your yearly injections.

Well, technically, you were supposed to get them a week ago. Now Bones has security searching for you. As you sat there contemplating things, the door slides open. You don’t move, just stare at the man in the gold shirt.

“Captain.”
“Cadet.”

Neither of you move, until he gets a smirk on his face.

“You know you can’t hide from him forever. And I’ll have to tell him where you are.”

“You don’t have to tell him anything, you just want to.” You grumble. Just then two rather large security officers appear behind him. Captain Kirk turns around and pats them on the shoulder.

“Looks like I won’t have to tell them!” The two officers look from him to you, and enter the closet.

You were now sitting in the sickbay with Bones looking at his tablet in front of you. He suddenly looks up from his tablet and crosses his arms in front of him.

“Did you have to kick him in the head?” You drop your head down in shame.

“I didn’t mean to, I just really don’t like the hypospray.”

“That doesn’t mean you should kick security guards in the head! That just makes more work for me. Now I have to take care of not only you, but some dufus with a concussion!” He sighs out of his nose. You keep your head down, and look up with your eyes. Bones shakes his head, a small smile playing at his lips.

“Don’t give me that look. You need this, and you know it. It doesn't even hurt.” He puts his hand on your shoulder and you lean into his touch. A week without him was hard. He suddenly takes his hand away and goes into the other room.

When he returns, he has a tray with the contraption on it. Bones takes it in his hand and you instinctively lean away from him. He sighs again and walks over to you and grabs your hand. You look at him in surprise. Usually he wasn’t so touchy-feely, not that you were complaining. He presses the instrument up to your shoulder.

“I’ll count to three, okay? One, two,”

“OW! You didn’t get to three!” He rolls his eyes, leans down and gently presses his lips to your shoulder. He lifts his head just enough to look at your face, and smirks at your reaction.

“Better?”

Your voice was barely more than a squeak.  

“Y-yeah, I guess.”
Merry Christmas TheBeethatHums!!! Hope you like it! I did my best, if you want it different, just ask! sorry if he's a little ooc

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They'll never take me alive! *several minutes later* Okay, so they managed to take me alive but I made it bloody difficult!