Spock wouldn't really be blinded. I just think it'd be funny to make him wear one.
[That's really not the point, James Tiberius Kirk and you know it, but something about always having to have the last word on a topic. But honestly, he wouldn't ruin his first officer's good eyes just because he wanted to do something rather funny. That's just cruel to think he would. Spock wouldn't let him put an eyepatch on him ever if they're being honest.
Or they could talk about something that's way bigger, way more serious and entirely his own fault. Though he's willing to lay a fair amount of the blame at Winona's feet for bringing it up at all. She knows him. She had to know it would set him off down a dark and messy path.
An angry Bones is one he can deal with, because usually (and almost always Jim Kirk's fault) Bones ranges from annoyed to livid and it's like a language that Kirk has gone out of his way to master. There's sixteen different meanings of the eyebrow wagging. At least seven different meanings of damnit Jim. It's the silence that trips him up.]
I also think you'd be wearing the white dress because I outrank you but ok.
[Again. Not the point. Kirk also tended to be on bottom more often then not which would, if they were sticking to antiquated ideas of sex and gender roles, put him in the dress.]
Bones, I love you. I want you to bitch at me for the rest of my life. It doesn't make any difference to me if we fill out a piece of paper and exchange rings or if we continue on the way we have been. I can't do this without you. I don't want to do any of it without you. So you better fucking believe I'd commit treason to keep you. Marrying you seems a little less dramatic.
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[That's really not the point, James Tiberius Kirk and you know it, but something about always having to have the last word on a topic. But honestly, he wouldn't ruin his first officer's good eyes just because he wanted to do something rather funny. That's just cruel to think he would. Spock wouldn't let him put an eyepatch on him ever if they're being honest.
Or they could talk about something that's way bigger, way more serious and entirely his own fault. Though he's willing to lay a fair amount of the blame at Winona's feet for bringing it up at all. She knows him. She had to know it would set him off down a dark and messy path.
An angry Bones is one he can deal with, because usually (and almost always Jim Kirk's fault) Bones ranges from annoyed to livid and it's like a language that Kirk has gone out of his way to master. There's sixteen different meanings of the eyebrow wagging. At least seven different meanings of damnit Jim. It's the silence that trips him up.]
I also think you'd be wearing the white dress because I outrank you but ok.
[Again. Not the point. Kirk also tended to be on bottom more often then not which would, if they were sticking to antiquated ideas of sex and gender roles, put him in the dress.]
Bones, I love you. I want you to bitch at me for the rest of my life. It doesn't make any difference to me if we fill out a piece of paper and exchange rings or if we continue on the way we have been. I can't do this without you. I don't want to do any of it without you. So you better fucking believe I'd commit treason to keep you. Marrying you seems a little less dramatic.