Pairing: K/S, McCoy
Code: G, humor, Tuppertrek
Disclaimer: The characters in this story don’t belong to me. I only borrowed them for some fun. No moneymaking, no violation of copyrights are intended. The story is mine and it is just fanfiction. Thanks to T’Lin for the Beta. I’m not a native English speaker, for all remaining errors blame me.
„Jim, hurry. Otherwise, we will be too late to the Fleet’s Christmas-reception.“ Spock stuck his head into the bathroom.
„Yes, yes, coming,“ Jim mumbled.
With renewed effort, Jim sealed his pants and the jacket of his gala-uniform. Damn, they had become quite tight. Surely he hadn’t eaten so many cookies lately that he had gained weight. Or had he?
„You’re not dancing today?“ Leonard was wondering some hours later during the party why Jim was sitting the entire time on his chair. “Is Spock only engaged in technical discussions again? “
Jim sighed. „I can’t. My pants have burst.“