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Montgomery tends to overwork himself. This is a fact of life and a requirement as chief engineer, always trying to keep the ship functioning and there is always a problem to fix. He works and works and works and then comes home and barely manages to pull off his shoes before passing out. Sometimes he forgets to eat, drink. Before he met Leonard, there was nothing but the job. Nothing but the quiet hum of his fair lady. Though he respected and loved her a great deal, she could not fill the hole in his heart filled by the tender touch of a doctor's hands.
Montgomery was exhausted having just pulled a double shift, working all day in the sweaty heat of the jeffries tubes and the smoke and the metallic smell. It was what he was used to, but eventually, he just wanted to go home and be with his boyfriend.
It was all he wanted, even more than taking care of the Gray Lady.
He walked into his quarters and smiled when he saw his boyfriend, sitting at the table with his head resting on his arms, fast asleep. Leonard often tried to stay up and wait for Montgomery, despite his protests that he should get some sleep, and it was so sweet, so endearing that he had tried to wait for Montgomery.
The engineer's smile brightened when he saw what was on the stove: neeps and tatties in a pan. The stove had been turned off, but they could easily be reheated. Montgomery was just glad to get dinner and felt so lucky to have a love like Leonard who took care of him without thought or end. Next to the pan was a little pot full of hot cocoa, homemade, Leonard's secret recipe. The burner under it was also turned off, but could easily be reheated as well.
He pressed a gentle kiss to Leonard's forehead, who murmured something in his sleep, before going to take a quick shower.
When he came back out, Leonard was awake, sleepily holding a plate as he dished up food for Montgomery.
"Evening, love," Montgomery whispered, kissing him properly this time and Leonard smiled against the kiss. "Did ye eat?"
"Yeah," Leonard's voice was deep from sleep, something that Montgomery found unbelievably cute. Leonard was especially cute when he was tired and the Engineer knew he was seeing something of a rarity, as Leonard couldn't be this open with many people. "Hope this is alright."
"It's perfect," Scotty said immediately and sat down with his plate and a fork. Leonard got a mug and filled it with hot chocolate from the pot, eventually sitting down across from him and sliding the mug toward him. Leonard's head returned to resting on his arms, and he watched Montgomery with anticipation.
Montgomery knew what he was waiting for and took a bite of his neeps and tatties. It was delicious as always and he vocalized it. So was the hot chocolate. Leonard let out a pleased sound at Montgomery's praise.
"Ye're too perfect," Montgomery said, sipping his hot cocoa and watching his boyfriend's eyes grow heavy.
"Mm. You are."
Scotty chuckled. "We make a pretty good couple then."
"A perfect one," The doctor grinned, eyes closed.
Montgomery knew Leonard was tired, and so he finished his cocoa quickly so they could get to bed. Even if Montgomery asked him to rest, he wouldn't without him.
" Thasgaidh , let's go to bed," The engineer purred, brushing Leonard's hand. The doctor shifted, eyes opening lazily, and smiled.
"Alrighty."
Montgomery guided him to the bed and commanded the lights off. When they were comfortably intertwined in each other, Montgomery had never felt more at home. Leonard's warm skin against his own, their heartbeats a gentle choir, this was life.
"I only want to be with you," Leonard whispered after a moment. "No one else."
"We're already exclusive, love." Scotty chuckled, his heart strumming at the sound of those words.
"I love you too," Leonard whispered. Montgomery had been the first person to say it, a couple of days ago, telling the doctor that there was no pressure in saying it back. And here he was and somehow it made the world glow. Despite the excitement seeping through his soul, he knew they needed to rest.
"Sleep now, mo chridhe." Montgomery pressed a kiss to the doctor's forehead and only a few moments later had Leonard gone still against him, lost in a sleep between this world and the next. Montgomery only hoped he'd come back to him in the morning. That was obvious of course, Leonard always would, no matter what world, or universe.