[Oh, that's nice. These intimate touches that aren't sexual in nature have taken Jim a while to get used to. He doesn't jump this time for it at least. Getting used to just...casual affection. Someone who wants him for more than just a good lay.]
It doesn't. I was struggling, too. If I'd run into someone on station or...I could have easily done the same thing. We were in transit for most of the time though so I just.
[Jim shrugs a little. His expression carefully controlled to not give anything away. Spock knows better. But they're Out in Public so Jim's attempting to keep his dignity.]
You, too, were a near-constant in my thoughts. There were very few moments in which I was not thinking of you.
[ and usually because there was an emergency, or he'd finally managed to completely shut off during meditation. the latter never lasted long, however.
his voice is still quiet, as much a reassurance as jim's own words had been even as he takes a step closer, gently squeezing the older man's waist before seeking out one of his hands so as to hold it. this too, is chaste: he is seeking connection as a human would, the mutual comfort of touch. ]
I do not know the appropriate words to express how I feel other than to inform you that I am happy it is you here with me.
[ you, specifically, this particular jim kirk, this human man who has seen him and not found him lacking. who is aware of his failings and yet treats him this way.
his comment is, in essence, a lie. he knows the appropriate words. however, allowing himself that level of emotionality when things are so fresh between them seems rash, like jim might find him instead too much. too intense.
Guess I was right. Or you were. I forget who said it was a bad idea. But. I'm glad we didn't listen.
[Sure, it's meant a lot of heartache depression when Jim thought they'd never see each other again. But they have. They are. And now they can see each other at Will. Scientifically speaking, at least. The logistics are still what they are. They serve on different ships in different times.
So far they've managed to keep this a secret between their two ships, though Jim knows that can't last forever.]
Ahhh, I wouldn't worry about it. Trying to find the right words, I mean. Just enjoy this. I'm here. You're here. And uh. I think everyone present knows it considering you decked out your ex in front of the whole event.
[Jim gets it. He has no idea what to call this either when the words he'd guess at don't seem like Enough, somehow. It's alright if they don't have a label for whatever weird ass cross dimensional thing this is. They're happy. That's enough.
He squeezes Spock's hand gently, his smile brightening like the sun over the horizon as he rocks their joined hands back and forth a little. Just. Enjoying the moment.]
What do you wanna do now? Head back in and talk science with the rest of the crowd?
[ they still have their duties, and having a romance across timelines doesn't change the fact that spock views his duties in an extremely serious way. somehow it's easier being the same.
'opposites attract' is a colloquialism he's familiar with, and he finds it true in many ways. but their mutual devotion to starfleet and the work they do means they understand each other in that way. spock doesn't have to worry that he's missing every milestone or like jim will feel as though spock is abandoning him.
spock has spoken with t'pring, apologized for everything that happened. she's happy with her new partner—or, what seems to be the beginning of finding her appropriate match. he's made his peace with what happened between himself and christine in the aftermath, and she's happy with doctor korby.
things have worked out, he realizes all at once, and the thought along with jim's words makes him smile a little wider than normal, has him tilting his head slightly as he regards the man before him.
spock loves him. that's both terrifying and exhilarating. he inhales slowly, and huffs out what might almost be a laugh. ]
His behavior was deeply inappropriate. It was unfortunate that such a display was necessary, but I do not regret my response.
[ he takes a step closer than they already are, pressing a soft kiss to the older man's mouth. ]
I would like to spend my time with you. There is a scientist in attendance whose work you may find particularly interesting. I was attempting a 'surprise' in hopes you would enjoy it, but we were [ a beat ] intercepted before I was able to do so.
[Ohhhh look at Spock smile! Anyone would recognize that as a smile and as such it's positively sacrilegious to see it on Spock's face. Jim's chest feels full to bursting. He's got the flutters in his stomach like he's a kid all over again. Does he need to reevaluate how he feels about witnessing violence if Spock's the one dishing it out?
Is that what this is? Questions for later--not important. Jim needs to melt first for that laugh.]
Yeah well, fu--[Cut off from writing off the other Vulcan by Spock's softest of soft kisses. Why he gotta be so adorable right now??? It's criminal Jim has to go back out in Public with him rather than pinning the Vulcan over a desk or in his own damn bed and getting One of them fucked senseless.] Aww. That's sweet of you.
I'd love to meet them. Better late than never, right? Story of our lives?
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It doesn't. I was struggling, too. If I'd run into someone on station or...I could have easily done the same thing. We were in transit for most of the time though so I just.
[Jim shrugs a little. His expression carefully controlled to not give anything away. Spock knows better. But they're Out in Public so Jim's attempting to keep his dignity.]
I thought about you a Lot.
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[ and usually because there was an emergency, or he'd finally managed to completely shut off during meditation. the latter never lasted long, however.
his voice is still quiet, as much a reassurance as jim's own words had been even as he takes a step closer, gently squeezing the older man's waist before seeking out one of his hands so as to hold it. this too, is chaste: he is seeking connection as a human would, the mutual comfort of touch. ]
I do not know the appropriate words to express how I feel other than to inform you that I am happy it is you here with me.
[ you, specifically, this particular jim kirk, this human man who has seen him and not found him lacking. who is aware of his failings and yet treats him this way.
his comment is, in essence, a lie. he knows the appropriate words. however, allowing himself that level of emotionality when things are so fresh between them seems rash, like jim might find him instead too much. too intense.
it will hold, he hopes. ]
For a supposed genius Jim sure is an idiot
[Sure, it's meant a lot of
heartachedepression when Jim thought they'd never see each other again. But they have. They are. And now they can see each other at Will. Scientifically speaking, at least. The logistics are still what they are. They serve on different ships in different times.So far they've managed to keep this a secret between their two ships, though Jim knows that can't last forever.]
Ahhh, I wouldn't worry about it. Trying to find the right words, I mean. Just enjoy this. I'm here. You're here. And uh. I think everyone present knows it considering you decked out your ex in front of the whole event.
[Jim gets it. He has no idea what to call this either when the words he'd guess at don't seem like Enough, somehow. It's alright if they don't have a label for whatever weird ass cross dimensional thing this is. They're happy. That's enough.
He squeezes Spock's hand gently, his smile brightening like the sun over the horizon as he rocks their joined hands back and forth a little. Just. Enjoying the moment.]
What do you wanna do now? Head back in and talk science with the rest of the crowd?
bless his heart (affectionate)
'opposites attract' is a colloquialism he's familiar with, and he finds it true in many ways. but their mutual devotion to starfleet and the work they do means they understand each other in that way. spock doesn't have to worry that he's missing every milestone or like jim will feel as though spock is abandoning him.
spock has spoken with t'pring, apologized for everything that happened. she's happy with her new partner—or, what seems to be the beginning of finding her appropriate match. he's made his peace with what happened between himself and christine in the aftermath, and she's happy with doctor korby.
things have worked out, he realizes all at once, and the thought along with jim's words makes him smile a little wider than normal, has him tilting his head slightly as he regards the man before him.
spock loves him. that's both terrifying and exhilarating. he inhales slowly, and huffs out what might almost be a laugh. ]
His behavior was deeply inappropriate. It was unfortunate that such a display was necessary, but I do not regret my response.
[ he takes a step closer than they already are, pressing a soft kiss to the older man's mouth. ]
I would like to spend my time with you. There is a scientist in attendance whose work you may find particularly interesting. I was attempting a 'surprise' in hopes you would enjoy it, but we were [ a beat ] intercepted before I was able to do so.
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Is that what this is? Questions for later--not important. Jim needs to melt first for that laugh.]
Yeah well, fu--[Cut off from writing off the other Vulcan by Spock's softest of soft kisses. Why he gotta be so adorable right now??? It's criminal Jim has to go back out in Public with him rather than pinning the Vulcan over a desk or in his own damn bed and getting One of them fucked senseless.] Aww. That's sweet of you.
I'd love to meet them. Better late than never, right? Story of our lives?