"God, you're such a sap," Jim said, grinning wide, though his tone was more warm than it was teasing, his cheeks gaining a slight pink tint to them. He tugged at Bones's shirt and cupped his neck, thumbs brushing across Bones's jaw, leaning in to steal a slow, warm kiss from his lips.

"It's fine. I like spoiling you, anyway." Besides, Bones could spoil him just as much sometimes, and of the two Jim was definitely not the one who needed it more. Either way, Jim didn't care. He'd happily scream at the top of his lungs every day how they belonged to each other.

He settled on a softer smile at Bones's question, the corner of his lips twitching in warm amusement and affection. "Always been yours, Bones. No one ever even stood a chance, believe me."