Title: Flirt
Author: mrs260
Series: DS9
Rating: PG
Codes: B/O'B, G/B, O'B/KO'B
Summary: Julian flirts. Miles drinks.
Disclaimer: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine is the property of Paramount. This story, written in 2003, never has been and never will be sold.
Feedback: Any and all. Criticism welcome.
Thanks: For nostalgia, who asked me to write a B/O'B. It's probably not exactly what you hoped for, but I hope you like it anyway.

by mrs260

"Stop that."

Julian looked innocent. "Stop what?"

"That thing you're doing with your... body." Miles winced and took another drink. "You've been hanging around with that prissy bastard too long. You flirt just like he does."

Julian was laughing at him now. More drink, definitely.

"How do you want me to flirt, Miles?"

"I don't!"

"You're squirming," Julian said, moving closer, eyes gleaming.

"Of course I'm squirming! You're making me uncomfortable."

"You need more brandy." The prissy bastard-in-training filled his glass and backed off with a mocking smile.

Not that more brandy was a bad idea. He swallowed, leaning back and relaxing into the spreading warmth, then looked at Julian again. "I love my wife."

"Of course you do. But she's gone and I'm here, and you need to relax and stop feeling guilty."

"And what does he think of this?"

"Garak?" Julian grinned slyly, fluttering his eyelashes. Miles ignored the extra pool of warmth that spread through his belly. "He's plotting your death as we speak."

"Wonderful. And you're getting me drunk so I'm an easy target." He shut his eyes and finished his glass, letting his head rest on the back of the couch when he was done.

"Honestly, Miles," he heard, "Garak does know the difference between flirting and infidelity. He knows I'm here to cheer you up while Keiko is gone." He heard a rustle of movement, then jumped as he felt a hand on his face. He opened his eyes to see Julian gazing down at him. "He knows I care for you. He even knows I'm attracted to you. He also knows I wouldn't hurt him by sleeping with you, and that neither of us would hurt Keiko that way.

"The universe isn't going to collapse if you notice that you're attracted to me, Miles. You might even feel better if you just relax and trust yourself." Julian laughed and patted his cheek. "I have been known to be resistible."

Miles rolled his eyes and smiled, the tension broken. "I'll 'resist' you, you little pest." Julian grinned and blocked a half-hearted swipe at the side of his head. "But now, I think I should go to bed."

Julian nodded, peeled him off the couch, and half-carried him to his room. He felt the hiss of a hypospray, and Julian whispered, "For the hangover. I'll see you tomorrow, Miles."