I'm A Doctor, Not An Immortal Supersoldier

Another, even more unimpressed look, “You lie to everyone. But no, not that I’m aware of. Except when you say you will take care. And then some ensign tries to gut you.”

"More fool them..." Leonard muttered, folding his arms, "You make life very difficult...you know that right? Very difficult."

"I’m not your direct superior…" Leonard said quietly, looking at him hesitantly, "Which is the principle one…" He moved forward and caressed his cheek, "Finn? It’s not a crime to love…as long as we don’t let it affect our work on duty…"

Finn leans his cheek into Leonard’s touch, closing his eyes and giving a world weary sigh. “Starfleet Command won’t care if you’re my direct superior or not. What matters is that I’m an underaged ensign, and you’re in a position of power on this ship. They’ll either think I’m using you, or you’re forcing me to do this.”

Leonard let out a soft breath and then, slowly dropped his hand, "Then we should stop." He said roughly, voice gruff, "I will not be the ball and chain that holds you back from reaching your fullest potential. Nor can I be the secret that haunts your steps with fear of discovery. You are...free of me...Finn."

Leonard blinked, “You’re a crewman aboard the Enterprise, Scotty values you….and we don’t have to be…uh…secret.” He coughed softly, “I thought…thought you might prefer it that way.”

Finn shakes his head with a sigh. “We do have to keep it secret, though. It’s against at least 3 regulations, and I’m not really fond of the idea of getting kicked off this ship.”

"I'm not your direct superior..." Leonard said quietly, looking at him hesitantly, "Which is the principle one..." He moved forward and caressed his cheek, "Finn? It's not a crime to love...as long as we don't let it affect our work on duty..."

Another, even more unimpressed look, "You lie to everyone. But no, not that I'm aware of. Except when you say you will take care. And then some ensign tries to gut you."

He yanked Finn close, growling softly with distress, deeply unhappy at his lovers words, "Finn..." he tilted his chin up softly, fingers caressing his chin and cheeks tenderly, "My dear heart..." he kissed him softly, and then murmured, "They are jealous...jealous of your abilities and your good nature..."

Leonard raised his eyebrows looking bemused, “Why are you tragic?” He asked with a rumble, unsure of himself. He wanted to wrap his arms around Finn and cuddle him…but…did he seem needy?

He rolls his eyes, but there’s an element of weariness in his demeanor. “How am I not tragic? I swear to god, my life is a living soap opera, complete with the whole secret/forbidden relationship plot bunny.”

Leonard blinked, "You're a crewman aboard the Enterprise, Scotty values you....and we don't have to be...uh...secret." He coughed softly, "I thought...thought you might prefer it that way."

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Leonard raised his eyebrows looking bemused, "Why are you tragic?" He asked with a rumble, unsure of himself. He wanted to wrap his arms around Finn and cuddle him...but...did he seem needy?

It’s a few hours later before Finn all but stumbles down to the doctor’s room, making his grand entrance while looking all but dead on his feet. “I’m mentally shot, but at least the project’s done,” is his only greeting.

Leonard is curled up on the couch, reading, and arches an eyebrow, "You look like you've been dragged through a bush backwards." He informed him, getting up to usher him to the bed, "Rest, sleep."