Another one, in case you missed it, Hello Darkness, My Old Friend
I got a request to return to my Friday Flash Fics, so this is the first one. Now, you can expect possibly a Pinto fic in the future, but for now, for this first one, I am posting this one. I was inspired watching the Christmas Cookie Baking Championship on the Food Network. Enjoy!
“Excuse me but you are the hottest guy here.” Jim scooted up next to the Vulcan who sat by himself at the bar.
Jim had been surprised to see the Vulcan at this event. It was supposed to be a holiday cookie exchange party. Everyone was supposed to bring a dozen cookies and then choose someone to exchange them with. It wasn’t really Jim’s scene, but he had nothing else to do and everyone he normally hung out with had other stuff to do.
And yeah, he’d cheated by buying cookies at a bakery.
“My temperature is not particularly elevated,” the Vulcan said.
Jim sat on the stool next to him. “And funny too.” He smiled. “Jim Kirk.”
The Vulcan merely stared at him.
Jim’s smile widened. “Now, see the way it works, is I say, Hi, I’m Jim Kirk.” He put his hand toward Spock’s. “And you say, hi, I’m…”
Nothing.
Jim grabbed Spock’s hand and pressed his to it.
The Vulcan blinked but he did not move his hand away, so Jim considered that a win.
“Vulcan hands are—”
“I know.” Jim winked. “Jim Kirk.”
“Spock.”
“Success! I thought I was going to have to beg. Not that I wouldn’t have or anything. Are you alone?”
“You are with me.”
“Good answer. You bet I am. Want to exchange…cookies?”
Spock arched a brow, which was really damn sexy, actually. “I brought gingerbread cookies.”
“I brought spritz cookies. Decorated with red and green sprinkles.”
“Very simple cookies.”
“I know, but the truth is I don’t actually bake. I bought the cookies.” Jim gave him what he thought was a charming sheepish grin. “It’s terrible, I know, but it was all last minute. I didn’t even know this was going on until I happened to walk past a sign. See, I’m all alone this weekend. No friends. No one.” He stared into Spock’s dark eyes. “Is your apartment close?”
“You are quite bold.”
Jim didn’t think he imagined the green tint to Spock’s cheeks.
“I told you, you’re super-hot. Insanely. I didn’t have any idea you’d be here. I’d have stepped up my game if I knew but—”
“I did not come here with the idea of engaging in copulation.”
“Oh my God, I might have just creamed my pants.”
“Mister Kirk—”
“It’s Jim. Or just Kirk, if you really have to.”
“The point is, my mother wanted to come here tonight and—”
“Wait. I thought you said you were alone.”
“I said that you were with me.”
Jim frowned. Yeah, okay, Spock never said he was alone. And now, shit, Spock wasn’t interested. Obviously. Whether because his mother was there or because he…he just wasn’t interested.
It was hard to hide his disappointment, but he forced himself to smile. “Oh. Well. Yeah, that’s true. I’m sorry to have—”
“Spock?”
Jim turned as a really pretty dark-haired human woman wearing a flowered scarf around her head.
“Ma’am.”
She smiled at Jim. “I’m Spock’s mother, Amanda.”
“Jim Kirk.”
“How lovely to meet you, Jim. Are you exchanging cookies with Spock?”
“Well. I hoped to. But I think Spock—”
“Yes, we are,” Spock spoke up.
Jim glanced at Spock in surprise.
“In fact, if you and your friend no longer need me, Jim and I thought we would have our cookies elsewhere.”
“Oh.” Her eyes sparkled. “Well, yes, of course, Spock. Andi and I aren’t quite ready to leave yet, we’re still tasting cookies, but if you’d like to go with Jim, that’s fine.”
Spock nodded.
Amanda looked at Jim. “Your cookies must have been quite delicious to convince my son so quickly.”
Jim coughed. “Yes. Um. Yes, ma’am.”
“Anyway, I’ll see you later, Spock. Andi is waving me over. She’s holding a plate of shortbread.”
Jim watched her walk away and he turned back to Spock. “You don’t have to—”
Spock slid off his stool. “In answer to your question, Mister Kirk, my apartment is close.”
“Oh.” Jim licked his dry lips. “Oh.”
Spock grabbed his arm and turned him toward the exit.
“Wait. What about our cookies?”
“I do not like spritz cookies.” Spock pushed open the door.
“Oh, thank God, because I hate gingerbread.” Jim hurried after him.
This corner is right by my work! There you go, a glimpse into weekday life for me.
Probably should have the next part of WDPLUF up where you are reading this but the truth is this week has been…challenging.
Nevertheless I got a lot done on my updates on AO3, so that’s something.
My Christmas story is up over 10,000 words now and I am up to the part where I am writing sex. Which of course means I am stalling! HA
Busy weekend of stuff to do both Saturday and Sunday. Ugh. You know how I feel about that.
Next to update when I can is My Heart’s a Virgin. Things were looking up for our boys as Spock asked Jim to stay. So that should be a good update. Also All I Ever Wanted is after that. Spock and Jim are experimenting with memories and mild melds.
Anyway, we’ll see what I can get done what with work and socializing etc.
Friday is Outlaw King (not Wednesday like I thought…oops)
We aren’t ready to do this in the very near future, but M and I have talked about getting another kitty for Luna and for us. I’ll keep you posted on this.
In the meantime, be well, my friends, and remember to be kind to yourself.
Okay, so this past weekend I updated both When I Loved You and Didn’t We Almost Have it All. And did a one-shot called Seriously. Not bad. Wasn’t sure I was going to get to update anything this weekend.
During the week I will try to get an update to my Kirk family story, The Ties That Bind. One may wonder where Spock is in this story. He’s coming. I promise. That’s the last one that hasn’t been updated since September. So I’m making progress.
Where My Demons Hide comes after that and I am on the course for the end for that one. I hope to have it finished soonish. Maybe when I get to it, I will just write it to the end. Maybe not. Because, I also need to finish the Christmas story and get serious on the T’hy’la Bang story.
The good news for those last two is they will be finished when posted. A really hard thing for me folks! HA.
Wednesday is Outlaw King day, so that means a certain actor’s penis. Yes, I will be watching. Duh. The movie is apparently violent but we shall see how that goes. I just want to see him, beard and all, LOL.
No movie this week as there’s nothing really out we want to see. I did finally see Halloween. I liked it. There were some head scratching moments, I will not deny. But for the most part, it was decent. Not It decent, but decent. Speaking of King, I also saw they are remaking Pet Semetary. I swear they can’t come up with anything new to make.
As I write this, my lower back is killing me. It’s hell getting old, you know?
Short chapter but it’s something to move the plot into the next part I’d like to happen
When Spock had not seen Jim for two days, he walked over to Jim’s house himself.
After ten minutes of waiting after he knocked, Jim opened the door. He looked a little beat up, a little worse for wear, and pale. He wore a t-shirt and jeans.
“Jim?”
“Hey.” Jim looked back in the house and then back at Spock. Then he stepped outside and closed the door behind him. “Hey,” he said again.
“You have been hurt.” He felt like he was stating the obvious, but Jim’s appearance disturbed him.
“Yeah.” He moistened his lips. “Got into a fight with him.”
“He struck you?”
“It’s fine, Spock.”
“It is not fine.” Spock made a move forward, but Jim put his hand on Spock’s arm.
“Can we just…go somewhere?”
Spock drew himself up and stared into Jim’s blue eyes. “Where would you like to go?”
“The city? Walking? I don’t care. Anywhere but here.” Jim’s hand on his arm dug in but it was not painful. “I’m glad you came. I wanted to see you but—”
“You did not want me to see you in this condition.”
“Yeah. My family’s fucked up, Spock. I just wish he’d disappear.”
“I will take us in my hover car into the city. Lunch perhaps?”
“Sure. But I have to…get my additive. I have these problems. I’ll tell you later.” He moved to go back into the house and Spock wanted to stop him, because he did not like the idea of Jim returning here. But he didn’t. He let Jim go.
Fortunately he came out a moment later and Spock led him back to his own house to get the hover car.
Jim was quiet on the ride into the main city and he did not comment when Spock pulled in front of a vegetarian restaurant.
“Is this acceptable?”
“What?” Jim’s gaze cleared, and he nodded. “Yes. Yes. Sure.”
After getting a table, Jim leaned back and gave Spock a strained smile. “So, um, I guess I should tell you about Tarsus.”
“Tarsus? You speak of Tarsus IV.”
“Yeah. I was there.”
“Jim—”
“I don’t really talk about it. A lot. I mean I see doctors. There’s one here in the city. She thinks, I don’t know, that I’m unstable or whatever.”
“You do not seem that way to me,”
Jim smiled. “Thanks. Anyway, um, I got poisoned by the fungus. A lot of did. The ones that survived. So I have to add this to stuff before I eat.” He shrugged. “No big deal.”
“I think that it is, actually, a big deal.” Spock found himself reaching for Jim’s hand and also feeling glad when Jim gave it to him. “If you ever desire to talk to a non-judgmental party, I am here to listen.”
“I-I appreciate that.” Jim’s smile widened. “This almost feels like a date.”
Spock felt his cheeks heat. He looked down at his menu. “Do you think?”
“Spock. Is it?”
His gaze rose to meet Jim’s, held those blue eyes. “Would you like it to be?”
“Never mind that. Would you?”
Spock gave a simple nod. Then he saw Jim’s cheeks turn pink. He nodded too. And Spock let out the breath he was holding.
“Then it is a date.”
“Our first, huh?”
“Unless you count sharing a bed last night.”
Jim grinned. “Totally counts. In a platonic way.”
“Jim.”
“Yeah?”
“I am sorry he hurt you,” Spock said softly. “And I do not want him to hurt you again.”
Jim nodded. “We’ll work it out, Spock.”
“But—”
“We will. Okay? Let’s just, let’s just have our date.”
Spock dropped it for now because he had to. But he did not want to because he could not stop thinking about Jim being hit. Hurt. It was wrong. And Spock could not just sit by and let it happen.
Spirk (with a small dose of Pinto) 