by Aimee
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RATING: PG. It's quite innocent.

WARNING: Even though it's PG, it's still a slash story -- that means there's an implied m/m relationship. If even the mildest homoeroticism bothers you, then you probably don't want to read this.

DISCLAIMER: Tom, Harry, and the entire Star Trek universe belong to TPTB at Paramount and UPN, not to me. (I should be so lucky.) The plot (such as it is) of this particular story, however, does belong to me.

Well, I finally finished my long P/K story (which has nothing at all to do with this one), when this little drabble popped into my head. (A drabble, for those who don't know, is a story of exactly 100 words). It hasn't been beta'd, so please forgive any typos. Anyway, here it is. Enjoy!

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"You know, I've never seen you so distracted on duty! The Captain had to say your name three times before you heard her. What were you thinking about?" Tom's eyes glittered wickedly.

"Like you don't know," Harry laughed. "You practically devoured me in the turbolift this morning -- right before we got to the bridge, too! What do you think I was thinking about?"

"Could it possibly be that Harry Kim, perfect ensign, StarFleet poster boy, let himself be distracted from his duty by personal considerations? I must admit, Ensign, I am shocked and appalled---"

"Oh, shut up and kiss me."

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