i do like martok / bashir actually just in the benign sense where they like sometimes hook up whenever martok swings by the station and doesn’t have anything super apocalyptic to brood about w/ sisko. martok puts up a fuss when bashir frets over his old battle wounds & tests his monocular vision just cause he knows the good doctor gets off on being yelled at during routine checkups, tries to get all his war buddies psyched with tales of the great warrior who SPIT in the face of the jem’hadar and fought with more ferocity and mettle to save lives than the heroes of old did to take them etc etc, and then brings out this twiggy (in both physique and eyelash) little nothing, stuff like that. they spend a weekend at. idk. fuckin klingon fire island or something (i think it’s called Qo'noS in canon) just cause they both happened to be on weirdo missions in the same sector. worf has to hear all about it and he seethes inside because at least when jadzia brags about getting fingerblasted by a surgeon she’s talking about the probably-dead-definitely-retired-from-sex bones mccoy with whom he will never have to share a runabout nor compete for attention.
you might wonder why martok’s crew, a bunch of hardheads who themselves shunned him for not being bloodthirsty enough, would care about this soft handed little prettyman being a good doctor but i yada yada’d past the part where martok breaks a folding chair over bashir’s head and bashir is fine because of his ill defined superpowers and everyone in quark’s loses their shit