“Want to go for a run?”


Jim smiled. “A run. You know. Put on shorts and tees and run.”

Spock stared at him. “Tees?”

“T-shirts.” Jim laughed. “We’re, you know, on leave. For three months.” He patted his stomach. “Don’t want to get too fat.”

“It is quite hot today.”

“It’s summer, of course it’s hot. But when we come back to the apartment we can take a long shower together.” He waggled his eyebrows. “And eat cake and cookies on the couch while gazing into each other’s eyes.”

“I do not understand.”

“What don’t you understand?”

“Why we would eat cake and cookies after running.”

He laughed again as he went into his dresser for his shorts and T-shirt. “If you eat them before you feel sick and barf.”

Spock hesitated. “That is logically sound, but I meant…”

“You coming, babe, or am I running by myself?”

His Vulcan sighed. “I will come.”

Jim kissed him. “Good. Love you.”

Spock gave him a look which only made Jim laugh more.

“I’ll get us handbands to keep our hair off our skin and stuff. And cooling towels around our necks.”

Spock muttered something about stupid humans Jim was sure, but Spock was joining him, so Jim considered that a win.

Inspired by seeing THIS picture.