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100 Words Continuation 03/23/18

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“Still—” 

“I can’t face him. And maybe that makes me a coward, I guess it does. But right now I’m too emotionally invested in all this,” Jim admitted. “So I’m going to message him.”

“Message him what?”

Jim ran a hand through his hair in frustration. “I don’t know. That I’m sorry. Maybe that it was a bad joke that didn’t come off well. And that he should forget it and we can just go on as we have been.”

Bones blew out a breath. “And how is that, Jim? Barely even friends? Things are more distant than ever.”

100 Words Continuation March 16

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“Salvage what? You didn’t do anything wrong. Having feelings for someone is not against Starfleet regulations no matter what that robot might say.”

 

“Bones, come on, that’s not fair. He was in a relationship with Uhura for years so he knows it’s not against regulations. He just doesn’t feel the same way I do. And well.” Jim sighed and leaned his head back against his sofa. “I have to accept that. And hope he doesn’t ask for a transfer or something.”

 

“Think he will?”

 

“I don’t know. He almost left to New Vulcan already. Maybe he will this time.”

100 Words Continuation March 09

“How?” Bones asked, not unsympathetically.

Jim turned from his friend’s gaze. “I told Spock.”

“Told him what?”

He sighed. “That I loved him.”

“Oh.” Bones’ voice was soft, tentative. Like he was waiting for the other shoe to drop. Jim supposed he was.

“And it went about as well as you could imagine.” Jim shrugged. “He looked at me as though I was some science experiment he couldn’t quite figure out. Like he did when I told him I’d miss him when I thought we were being separated.”

“Jim—”

“Now I have to find a way to salvage this.”

100 Words Continuation, March 02, 2018

Jim did not feel like seeing anyone.

“Computer, identify visitor.”

“Leonard McCoy, Chief Medical Officer.”

He groaned. Just what he needed. He wanted to ignore Bones, but an ignored Bones was an even crankier Bones.

“Open.”

“Jim—“Bones started as soon as the door swished open to allow his entry.

Jim held up his hands. “Don’t start. Not in the mood.”

“You do look like hell, Jim. What’s wrong?”

“I’m an idiot.”

Bones smirked. “Yes that I know.”

“Shut up.” Jim smiled in spite of the fact he really didn’t feel like smiling.

“Let me guess. Spock?”

“No. Me.”

Update Madness March 01

Okay so this week I updated the blog story, the 100 words (coming tomorrow), My Devotion (twice), Anything and Where My Demons hide.

Whew.

I am exhausted. And probably done for the weekend. We shall see.

Next up is Didn’t We Almost Have it All which deals with the sudden arrival of Spock in Jim’s yard and it’s going to be difficult for both Jim and me, so probably not until sometime next week.

Enjoy the updates I have done in the meantime! Thanks!

 

100 Words – Continuation

Jim staggered into his quarters, unshed and unwelcome tears stinging his eyes.

What had he expected? An undying declaration of love from his coldly reserved Vulcan first officer. Spock had been with Uhura for years and they’d never made a complete commitment. Or at least Spock had not. Jim figured Uhura wanted to and that’s why it had ended.

Maybe Spock just didn’t want anyone. Perhaps he had no romantic interest in any human. Jim could certainly tell himself that to make him feel better.

And yet he felt not better at all.

His door chimed. Jim turned to it.

100 Words (Continued from 02/09/2018)

Jim stood up, wincing slightly when he knocked into the board as he rose. A pawn keeled over and hit a knight on its way down.

“I’m feeling unwell, so I’m going to return to my quarters.”

“Captain—”

“No, it’s all right, Spock. I just ate something that didn’t agree with me. I’ll just go back to my quarters.”

The truth was he couldn’t wait to get away. He felt sick, all right, but not from anything he’d eaten. But from the plain fact that Spock didn’t feel at all the same. It was a crushing blow.

100 Words (this one continued from 01/26/18

When all Spock did was stare at him wordlessly over the chess board, Jim knew bitter disappointment and heartache. So, it was true. All his feelings only belonged to him. Spock didn’t feel that way about him. And really, Jim should have known. Spock had broken up with Uhura months ago, right after their return to Yorktown after Altamid. It had seemed they would reconcile, and then they hadn’t.

Jim had hoped. But when nothing came from Spock, he decided to make his declaration. And all Spock did was stare at him open-mouthed, like a fish.

“Forget it.”

100 Word Flash Fic Friday, 02/02/2018

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If the captain died, then Spock would be captain. He did not want to be captain.

No. That was wrong. Certainly who would be captain if-if…the captain died was not what he should be thinking about.

If Nyota had known what sprung to his mind, she would slap him, and he would deserve it.

If the captain died, then Spock would be…alone. Lost. Have wasted time not revealing to the captain just how much Spock—

But no. The captain would not die. There would be time.

“Spock?”

Spock stood up, barely able to breathe.

“He’ll be all right.”

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