a continuation

“I’m, uh, well, I’m sorry about leaving you with my mom, you know, alone.”
Jim rubbed the back of his neck and tried not to look directly at Spock. While it was true he definitely felt some amusement at leaving Spock to face Winona while he dealt with the admiral’s endless questions, he also felt a little embarrassed. Things were so damn new between them. There’d been plenty of sex and affection, but no real declarations involving long term or-or-whatever.
Spock was in Jim’s room, looking at Jim with that rather Vulcan blank look that turned Jim on like crazy. There wasn’t much about Spock that didn’t turn Jim on. But it was more than lust for Jim. And he thought for Spock. But just…
“The amount of time you were gone was not excessive,” Spock replied.
“No. But…she probably drove you a little nuts with her nosey questions.”
Spock merely shrugged.
Jim cleared his throat. “Anyway, you know me, with most things I leap before looking.”
“This is true.”
He sensed a reproach in there. He ignored it and continued, “But not in relationships. I never do then. Except, well, with you, I have. And I’m a little paranoid that I’m going to say or do something that will doom me before we get started.”
Spock tilted his head. Yet another thing that turned Jim on. “We have, as you say, already started.”
“Yeah.” And Jim laughed at that. A nervous laugh, yeah. “You might be regretting that about now.”
“I am not,” Spock said simply. His gaze went to the presents from Jim’s mom, which Jim had placed on the bed. “What did she give you?”
“Oh. You know. Mom things, I guess.” And then he felt stupid and idiotic. Spock’s mom was human and well…God, he really was going to fuck this all up. He sunk down, defeated, on the bed.
Spock came over and sat beside him. “Your mother is alive and is in your life. You cannot nor should you avoid speaking of her with me simply because mine is deceased.”
“You knew that’s what went through my mind?”
Spock nodded.
“Because of the telepathy?”
“No. Because I have come to know you better than you think. Show me your gifts.”
Jim smiled. “Okay. But there’s like underwear, pajamas, chips, cookies…” He laughed at Spock’s arched brow. “I like to eat. A lot. Because, well, maybe someday I’ll tell you. But look at these. You have to try them…”
March 27, 2020 at 4:10 am
I melted. Bc of the tenderness and the affection and the complete understanding between them. Gah you kill me but in the best ways! Well done!
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March 27, 2020 at 8:29 am
thank you ❤
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March 27, 2020 at 4:22 am
Underwear and pajamas. Haha. Winona making up for missing a few gifting chances in his childhood, I’m guessing. So sweet.
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March 27, 2020 at 8:29 am
thank you ❤
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March 27, 2020 at 5:59 am
Love Winona’s package for Jim. Typical mom care package 😀
Loved the continuation and these two ❤
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March 27, 2020 at 8:36 am
thanks there may be more to these two also we shall see
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March 27, 2020 at 9:28 am
These two are so cute. Jim being all awkward is so endearing. 🙂 The passing reference to Tarsus is that touch of angst. I want to see how that conversation goes!
I also want to see Jim open the packages. Just what did Winona give Jim? And just what did Winona say to Spock while Jim was occupied? Hmmmmmm? I’m thinking that she talked about just how serious their relationship is and warned Spock not to hurt Jim, after revealing Jim’s vulnerabilities!
Definitely want to see this particular pair again!!
😘❤️💚🖖💕
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March 27, 2020 at 11:00 am
Thanks ❤
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