<blockquote>“What in the hell are you talking about?” McCoy said.
“Love,” Jim said, like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
“You’re gonna have to use more words, you caveman.”
“How would I know for sure if I was in love?” Jim asked plaintively.
McCoy sighed. “You’d know. Trust me. Right now, you’d be feeling like some kind of alien parasite was ripping your guts apart, trying to climb up your throat, squeezing the life out of your balls, and trying to take over your brain all at once.”
“Ew. That’s gross.”
“Exactly. That’s love. As long as that don’t sound familiar, you’re probably safe. And if you throw up on my shoes right now, I am never speaking to you again.”
Or, 5 times Leonard McCoy wouldn’t admit he was a little bit in love with Jim Kirk, and the one time he kind of, sort of did.</blockquote>
