Stargate: Atlantis/Star Trek (2009): Congrats, You've Met Your Match by Roga (R)

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Well, I missed crossover day as usual, but better late than never!

Title: Congrats, You've Met Your Match
Pairing: John Sheppard/Jim Kirk
Length: 3000
Author on LJ: roga
Author Website: List of Fics
Why this must be read:

In which John Sheppard is the new guy to Starfleet Academy and Kirk feels threatened by his seeming inconsideration for schoolwork or uniform and decides it's all a plot to be the first up for ship captain ahead of Kirk. So, he comes up with a plan to seduce him. Bones, of course, thinks he's lost it.

What I love about this is the similarities of the two, as articulated by the differences. Both men are hot flyboys destined to be planetary explorers who have a propensity for suicide missions and a determination to leave no one behind. But while neither likes paperwork, one does it while the other doesn't. One keeps his uniform regulation, the other doesn't. The characterizations are perfect, Kirk is a little desperate which is hilarious, and Bones is a great supporting character in this. It's perfect.


Jim grabs Bones by the shoulder and drags him to the thin rectangular slit in the wall, which is the med lab's excuse for a window. "That guy," he points, narrowing his eyes at the new cadet leaning against a bench in the quad, arms folded lazily on his chest, his red Starfleet uniform a little scuffed around the edges, hair looking like it was styled by a compass caught in a magnetic field. Five female cadets are just kind of randomly loitering around him innocently, and a bunch of other cadets that are milling around are throwing him curious looks. It makes Jim want to puke. "First day here and he's strutting around like he owns the place, it's disgusting."

"He's just standing there," Bones points out.

Jim glares at Bones accusingly. "You're taking his side?"

Bones rolls his eyes. "Get out of my lab."

"I need information, Bones," Jim presses. "What do you know? Come on," Jim elbows him, all wink-wink-nudge-nudge animated body language when he's excited, "we both know you're chummy with the higher ups. I need the scoop on this guy."

Bones rubs his eyes with his ungloved hand, fights a losing battle with himself, and sighs. "If I enable your uncalled for territorial masculine paranoia, do you promise not to bother me at work for a month?"

"A week, absolutely," Jim promises, and smacks a kiss to Bones' cheek before sprinting out the door, stealthy intel-gathering mission accomplished.

"And scotch too!" Bones yells to his back. "A tub of it!"


Congrats, You've Met Your Match