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"You know, if you get hurt like this more often, I don't think I can keep up."
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Guardian Angel!AU
"You know, if you get hurt like this more often, I don't think I can keep up."

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4:Â Forehead Kiss
Leonard knew he wouldnât last long. Too soft, too caring too gentle. The gruff words, and almost permanent scowl etched into his skin wasnât enough to hide the soul underneath it all, and thatâs what they latched onto like harpies. In only a matter of days, the doctor had been taken apart, the only ounce of goodness on the ship ripped apart, left open and bleeding in the CMOâs chambers, with nothing but the insignia heâd brought with him from the universe heâd stepped from. Leonard had tried, hid the man, given him the excuses to hide, disappear into another part of the world to live out the rest of his life in some semblance of peace, but he couldnât.Â
Leonard wanted to hate him for it, but he couldnât. They were too alike, in far more ways than heâd expected, and because of thatâŚMcCoy had stayed. The man had helped him in the medbay when there were so many wounded it was all Leo could do to keep himself walking straight. Most didnât notice the difference between them, and if they did, they didnât comment, knowing better than to cross their CMO. At least heâd thought so.
Someone slipped, though, the secret spreading through the ship faster than he imagined, and when the doctor was on an away mission, theyâd come for him.
Silent, he crossed to his bed, the manâs body barely covered by the blood darkened sheets beneath him, and felt an unfamiliar twinge of emotion in his chest. Pain, and anger, he was used to, but thisâŚthis was something entirely different.
Moving before his mind could really catch up, Leonard was leaning over the form of the only man in the world who could ever hope to understand him, and pressed a kiss to his forehead. The warmth of his lips, touching the cooled flesh and coloring with specks of red that remained behind. Eyes pressed tight together, the emotion welling higher in his chest, he tried his hardest to hold it back, but despite his best efforts a single tear escaped.
Landing with a soft splash on the too pale curve of the doctorâs cheek, and leaving a stripe behind in the blood as it fell. With a hand, shaking and timid, he reached out and slowly slid his eyes closed, whispering a soft apology into the stoic air between them. He knew there were plenty of people who would miss him, and would never know it was all Leonardâs fault they wouldnât be getting him back.
As he drew the sheet fully over the other manâs form, it wasnât until heâd curled up on the empty part of the bed with a bottle of his favorite bourbon that he realized just what the emotion churning his gut was.
Loss.
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Who the fuck are you, and why are you in my quarters.
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I donât even know what that means. What the hell do you want us for, anyways?
Why else? Entertainment. This is better than cable tv.

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Go to hell. I am not doing this with you.
Already there, darling, but at least save the last dance for me!
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Oh great. Mockery. Is that all you can come up with?
Oh great. More stupid questions. Is that all you can come up with?
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Oh great. Photoshop. Is that supposed to scare us?
Oh great. Stupidity. Is that really what you think?