Spock woke feeling a little disoriented. For a moment or two he did not recall where he was, which was highly unusual.
Then his captain appeared, leaning down slightly with a soft smile on his face.
“Good morning. I didn’t mean to wake you.”
Jim appeared freshly showered and in his command gold.
Spock simply stared.
The smile slipped from his captain’s face and he straightened.
“I’m due on the bridge. Take your time. I left your tea and some bread on the table for you. See you later.”
And then he was gone. Spock felt foolish for not saying anything. But he was in new territory for sure. Not to mention in Jim’s bed rather than his own.
He rose, ate the bread, and took his tea with him to his own quarters to prepare for the day.
****
Jim did not turn around when Spock entered the bridge, but Nyota did. She gave him the side-eye, which he did his best to ignore as he made his way to his station.
To outside observers, it would not seem the bridge was anything unusual. But Spock felt…cold.
About an hour into his shift, Nyota walked over to him, whispering.
“What did you do?”
“Pardon?”
She flicked her head in the captain’s direction, who still stubbornly looked at the view screen.
“He’s abnormally quiet.”
“I…”
“Did you?” She narrowed her eyes. “You did, didn’t you?”
“To what do you refer?”
“You guys had sex!”
“Please keep your voice down.”
Nyota sighed softly. “Then what?”
Spock frowned. “Nothing.”
“You must have said something bad to him. He looks like a kicked dog.”
He shook his head. “I did not say anything.”
“I know how insensitive you can be.”
“Nyota, I…said nothing. He rose, got ready for his shift, and left.”
“You said nothing?”
He nodded.
“Then that is likely the problem. Spock, he expected you to say something.”
“Like what?”
“I don’t know. ‘Can’t wait to do it again’, “wow, that was amazing’, whatever. You do intend to do it again, right?”
He blushed. “Well.”
She crossed her arms. “He must have thought it was a one-time thing based on your response.”
“But-but I did not respond.”
“Exactly!”
“Sometimes I do not understand Humans.”
She snorted. “No kidding. After shift you’d better speak to him.”
“I will.”
“Good.” And she went back to her station.
****
Hours went by before Spock was able to make his way to the captain’s quarters. When he did, after gaining entrance, he went straight to Jim, who stood in the middle of the room, his gaze hooded.
Spock strode over and cupping Jim’s face in his hand, he deeply kissed him. Long minutes passed as their lips met again and again.
When the kiss broke, Jim stared at him, eyes with a wet sheen
“What was that for?”
“Because I failed to give you that this morning. It is to tell you exactly what I think and feel about last night,” Spock explained. “About us. About our future.”
“Our…future?”
Though Spock hated the hesitancy he had caused in Jim, he nodded.
“Yes. If I was not clear a moment ago, I am hopelessly, deeply in love with you.”
Jim’s eyes were shining. “I think you’d better kiss me again to show me some more.”
Spock’s lips twitched. “It will be my pleasure.”
Jim grabbed him and pulled him close. “And I love you, too.”
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