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Leonard 'Bones' McCoy ([info]bones_mccoy) wrote in [info]labyrinth_rpg,
There was no doubt that this was all happening way too fast. Decent people didn't go up to others and start telling them they loved them, or, worse yet, asking for permission to court them. Yet he had come very close to both of these things. It felt both completely right and utterly wrong at the same time. What was he doing? Yes, he'd loved her for years, but he couldn't tell her, no way, she'd just laugh at him, and it was too scary to love again after everything that had happened with his ex wife... hold on, though, he didn't have an ex wife. He was a life long bachelor. Where were these other thoughts coming from? He was sure he wasn't drunk, at least not right now, though he did drink and probably too much... so confusing, he barely ever drank. What was going on?

But then, he'd always been one to act on impulse. That was what made him a good (doctor) sheriff and cowboy. So when she moved closer, his grip on her tightened. He looked down into her eyes, which were just as beautiful as ever, and hadn't he always noticed? When she agreed, he smiled and nodded. "I hope so." What if her family didn't like him? Her family... he knew nothing much about them, except that her father was killed, famous... no. He didn't know anything of the sort. Clearly, his imagination was running away with him again.

His eyes darkened slightly as he looked down at her, and then, suddenly, he leaned down and kissed her. Oh, it wasn't at all appropriate. What would happen to her reputation, being kissed right there in front of everyone? But it was like he couldn't help but kiss her, like he'd wanted to kiss her for a long time and just never had the courage, even though none of that made any sense. He kissed her anyway, and then pulled back almost uncertainly, wondering if she were going to slap him across the face and run off. Surely she would, he shouldn't have done it. He looked at her anxiously, but tried to keep it light. "I ain't sure your folks would approve of that at all."


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