“Did you talk to Spock about it?”
Jim glanced at Bones. His friend was frowning, looking grumpy as hell. He then looked over to where Spock sat, waiting for him at a sidewalk café, at a table for two in the sun.
Sure, maybe this conversation should be a lot more private, but Jim didn’t exactly have that luxury. They were due to leave this place soon enough. And he guessed now was as good a time as any.
He nodded at Bones. “See you later.”
“Jim.”
“Yeah?”
“You, ah, you want some company or need help or something.”
Jim smiled. Slightly. But he was sure it counted. “Nah. It’s okay. Thanks, Bones.”
Spock looked up when Jim approached. He was huddled around a single cup of tea, as though it was a heat lamp or something. Jim took the seat across from him.
“So.” He blew out a breath. “The divorce is final.”
“I see.”
Neither said anything else for a while. There was a breeze coming off the nearby ocean that chilled the air.
“How do you feel?” Spock spoke into the quiet.
“A little numb, I guess. I never thought…” Jim shakes his head.
“It was not your fault.”
“Maybe. I don’t know. She says she’s okay.”
“And your father?”
“Closed mouthed as usual. Says he’s got a farm to deal with, no time for reflecting. His words.”
Spock unwrapped one hand from the teacup and moved it toward Jim’s. He was a little surprised, but not unhappy, as he turned his palm upward to accept Spock’s hand covering his.
He smiled at Spock. At least some things were good. Very good.
“Come on. We should go. You’re cold anyway and we’re leaving soon.”
“Jim.” Spock’s voice is soft and gentle. Warm. “Their relationship not working out is no reflection on you.”
“I know.” And he does know.
“Or us.”
That Spock gets it…
Jim licked his lips. “I know that too. Deep down. I just…I really love you and I don’t want…I don’t want that to happen to us.”
“Nor do I. I do not believe that it will.”
His thumb stroked the plumper part of Jim’s palm. Warmth flooded Jim’s senses. Affection. And his parents’ divorce sucks. It does. But this doesn’t. And Spock’s right. As usual.
Jim smiled his first real smile of the day. “Come on, honey. Let’s go home.”
January 13, 2021 at 4:19 am
Oooh I was like what is going on?! Love this. I love where Jim’s brain went, Bc of course it did, and I love that Spock understands completely. Bc of course he does.
Excellent!
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January 13, 2021 at 7:06 am
thank you 🙂
Deliberate subterfuge on my part
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January 13, 2021 at 5:39 am
Before I left the parking lot at work, I glanced at my notifications and saw there was a flash from you. I glanced at it and read the angsty opening. You’re killing me. I was like no!!!!! I can’t handle a sad fiction right now. So I had to park at the local post office to read it before I drove home. I’m glad it wasn’t what I first thought. Spock knows exactly what is going through Jim mind and offers support and reassurance that that won’t happen to them. I’m feeling that Jim and Spock’s relationship is pretty new, but they both know that this is it for them. They are each other’s support and other half.
❤️💚😘🖖
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January 13, 2021 at 7:07 am
Yep obviously an AU if Jim’s parents are both alive and divorcing but yes I deliberately made it look like possibly Jim and Spock…but no. Angst comes Friday though ha ha
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January 13, 2021 at 8:28 am
I was thinking – maybe divorce from Carol, so they were free to…?
Well, anyway, I was wrong. YAY!
You are a little vixen (by the antique definition).
And having read The Autobiography of James T Kirk, this scenario was easier to imagine.
Nonetheless, the writer in the writer is really taking the spotlight this year!
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January 13, 2021 at 8:53 am
Yes I agree. I’ve read the whole first part of that book (thanks to you!) and their marriage is pretty sad, really. Made me feel sorry for George and it’s that whole marriage that had me imagining this and how George would say, he would just focus on his farm. I wrote it as AOS of course but I think it could easily be read as TOS instead if one wanted to squint while doing so HA HA
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