Spirk (with a small dose of Pinto)

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Starfleet Academy Fic

Flash Fic, September 23, 2022

“You look grumpier than usual.”

Bones did not reply, but he did glance up at Jim as he continued to wrap Jim’s middle.

Jim sighed. “Okay, I’m sorry. I should have told you. I just…” He trailed off when Bones glared.

Spock had departed right after Bones had arrived and assured the Vulcan Jim wasn’t seriously injured and wouldn’t require hospitalization. Jim suspected Spock’s goal was to confront Owens for what happened to Jim. He tried not to be anxious about it.

“The truth is…the whole thing is humiliating,” Jim said, softly.

“What? Why?”

“Because, I’m not a victim, Bones. I hate that these assholes got the best of me at the bar and—”

“It was like three against one, Jim.”

“I know. And nothing happened to them. They were allowed to come into that bar and gang up on a civilian and they got away with it. If Pike hadn’t come in, I don’t know what would have happened.”

“I get it. I agree the Fleet should have done something.”

“Yeah, I mean I keep wondering what I should have been differently. I thought when I made a joke about them going to get more guys, I meant to diffuse it but it had the opposite effect.”

“Those guys were going to be macho dickheads no matter what you said or did at that point, Jim. They were spoiling for a fight and they set their sights on you.”

“I know that, but that’s where the humiliation comes in. I didn’t think I’d have to deal with them here, let alone have one of them come after me. So I wasn’t prepared and they got the best of me again. And it made me feel weak.”

“Jim, you are a lot of things but you aren’t weak or a victim. Being victimized doesn’t mean either. Now I can’t pretend to understand what thugs like Owens are thinking, but you can bet you won’t have to deal with him again.”

“Indeed, the doctor is correct.”

“Spock!” Jim smiled as Spock reentered the apartment holding a pizza box. “If that’s really a pizza, I’ll marry you.”

Spock arched a brow. “It is, so I look forward to the ceremony.”

Jim laughed.

Spock put the box down on the kitchen counter and then turned toward Jim and Bones.

“Cadet Owens is now former Cadet Owens.”

Bones finished wrapping Jim and stood. “Does that mean he’s no longer with Starfleet or that he no longer lives?”

Spock shrugged. “Take your pick.”


“He has been expelled,” Spock said. “And his accomplices are even now working on formal apologies to you if they want to remain with Starfleet. They expressed regret over Owens’ behavior and no direct knowledge of it.”

“Apologies huh? You accomplished all that in the short time you’ve been gone?”

“I work fast.” Spock paused. “Which you are personally aware of.”

Jim laughed again. “Boy do I.”

Bones snorted. “On that note, I’m outta here.”

Jim frowned up at him from where he sat. “You don’t want to stay for pizza?”

“And interfere with your wedding dinner? No thanks. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Jim got up and followed Bones to the door. “Okay see you.”

He turned back to Spock with a smile.

Spock suddenly looked uncertain. “Jim, we need to talk.”

Flash Fic, September 21,2022

Spock stared in dawning horror at the boot-shaped bruise on Jim’s abdomen just above his pelvis. His gaze rose from the bruise to Jim’s face.

“Who has done this?”


“That was quite clearly done by someone. You cannot pretend you injured yourself. I want a name.”

Jim nodded and exhaled, lowering is uniform to once more cover the bruise.

“I also want to take you to the hospital for medical attention.” Spock put his fingers on Jim’s wrist, but just as a light touch.

“I saw my friend, Leonard McCoy. He’s a doctor.”

Spock narrowed his eyes. “And what did he say about that?”

Jim took his wrist away. “That’s not fair.”

“You are in a relationship with a touch telepath. Some things you should get used to.”

“How am I to have any secrets?”

“Secrets pertaining to an injury of your person are not acceptable, Jim. Were the situation reversed you would not desire for me to hide an injury or illness from you. There is no need to protect the abuser who has done this to you.”

Jim sighed. “I know. And no Bones didn’t know about this. Just the scrape to me knee.”

“What happened?”

“One of those giant assholes from that bar in Riverside spotted me on campus. I never saw him before he stuck his foot out and tripped me. Tore up my knee, which Bones fixed. While I was lying on the ground, he came up to me and stomped on my stomach with his boot. Then he left. Hurt like hell too. But I’m fine.”

“You are not fine and we are going to contact your doctor friend to examine you right now.”


“If you prefer, we can take you to the emergency room.”

Jim closed his mouth.

“That is what I thought. After the doctor examines you and assures me of your recovery I will seek out the giant asshole and see that he is expelled.”

“You don’t have to do that.”

“In fact, I do. His name?”

“I think that one’s name was Ben Owens.”

Spock nodded. “Very well. Contact Doctor McCoy please.”

“Okay.” Jim reached for Spock’s hand and squeezed it. “I’m okay.”

“I prefer to get a medical opinion.” Spock squeezed his hand. “I do not like bullies.”

Flash Fic, September 19, 2022

Spock had gotten home only a short time ago and he was expecting Jim soon so he knew he didn’t have a long time to contact his father. But it was best he get it over with than have Sarek do something stupid like show up at Spock’s apartment.

“Live long and Prosper Father.”

Sarek managed to look grumpy without his expression changing. He was good at that.

“The same for you, Spock. You received my message.”

“I did.”

“I sent it nearly twenty-four hours ago, it seems you did not find it terribly important.”

Spark inclined his head, ignoring the rebuke. Instead he said, “It is not.”

Sarek arched a brow. “Your bond to a Vulcan female is not important?”

“Former bond, Father.”

“You had your bond dissolved?”

“Negative, T’Pring did.” Spock paused and steepled his fingers.

Sarek’s eyes narrowed. “Why would she do that?”

Spock gave a slight shrug. “She felt that my attentions were on someone else. And in fact, she was correct.”

“James Kirk. A Human.”

His voice dripped with his version of sarcastic derision. Spock was quite used to it.

“Yes,” Spock admitted.

“That would not matter. There are many Vulcans that take other lovers besides those they are bonded to.” He sniffed.

Spock wasn’t sure how many did and he did not feel like asking Sarek if he happened to be of those.

“She also prefers another. Given that we both do, it made logical sense for her to seek the sever of our bond, which she has done.”

“And when were you going to tell me?”

“When you brought it up,” Spock admitted. “As you have done now.”

Sarek stared silently at him for some time without response. Spock could almost see the wheels turning in his head.

“Your mother has informed me that James Kirk lives with you now.”

“That is correct.”

Sarek nodded. “Very well. Live long and Prosper, Spock.”

And he was gone before Spock could provide any response.

It went better than he expected, but Spock couldn’t deny some measure of anxiety still pooling in his gut. Talking to his father tended to do that for him and no amount of meditation seemed to help.

Spock turned as he heard Jim at the door and a moment later his boyfriend entered their apartment.

Jim smiled at him and came toward him, arms outstretched. It was his typical greeting whenever they saw each other after a short separation. At first Spock had been uncomfortable with such displays, even in private, but now he looked forward to them, even if he would not admit it.

He pulled Jim close, leaning in to smell the vanilla bean shampoo Jim used.

“Oof.” Jim stiffened and eased back a little.

Spock frowned. “What is wrong?”

Jim’s tongue came out to lick his lips. “Well…”


Jim sighed and stepped back. His fingers going to the tunic of his cadet’s uniform. “Let me show you.”    

Flash Fic, September 16, 2022

“Are you going to tell me what happened?” Bones knelt before Jim, examining the tear of his uniform and his bloody scraped knee.

They were on a short wall in a quad area of Starfleet Academy campus.

“I fell.”

“You fell. You didn’t have help falling?”

Jim shrugged.


“I ran into one of assholes that tried to beat the crap out of me at the Riverside bar,” Jim replied. “Or he ran into me. He stuck his foot out deliberately and I tripped and well…you see the results for yourself.”

“Who is this dickhead? You should report him.”

“I know how to deal with bullies, Bones.”

Bones gave him a look and then ran a regenerator over the scrape. “Fixed up good as new. Though that doesn’t fix your pants.”

“I can sew the tear. Thanks, Bones.”

“You tell this boyfriend of yours. Or whatever he is.”

“Boyfriend, significant other.” Jim smiled. “Spock, Bones. His name is Spock.”

“Yeah, yeah. Have you told him about these clowns?”

“No, of course not. There’s no reason to. That was just …a one off thing.”

“Mm. When do I get to meet Spudnick?”

Jim laughed. “Spock. Geez, I’m going to smack you.”

Bones snorted. “Well? When?”

“We’ll have you over for dinner soon.”

“Good. And I mean it, Jim. Tell him about these guys harassing you.”

“One guy, Bones.”

“Tell him.”

“Okay,” Jim agreed, just to get Bones to leave it alone. He stood up and smoothed out his uniform pants. “I’ve got class and so do you.”

“Yeah, yeah. Let me know when for dinner.”

“Will do.” Jim smiled faintly as Bones moved off. Then he winced as he lifted his uniform shirt. He was getting a big fat bruise on his abdomen. He was going to have a hell of a time explaining that to Spock.  

Flash Fic, September 14, 2022

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Jim got out of the shower, dressed, and joined Spock in the kitchen.

Spock looked a little…stressed. It’s not like he appeared like a Human would when stressed, but there was definitely something off about Spock that hadn’t been the case when he came home and they’d made out.

“Hey, are you all right?” Jim asked as he went into the fridge to get some iced tea.

Spock, who stood at the stove, working on stir-frying vegetables, nodded. “I received a message from my father, but I am fine.”

After pouring himself a glass, Jim leaned against the counter to watch Spock.

“And? Something bad?”

Jim hadn’t had a lot of exposure to Sarek while he and his aunt, Gilda, had been on Vulcan. He’d met and interacted with Amanda quite a number of times and found her quite warm and personable, despite as Gilda had said to him,  ‘being trapped in a nightmare of her own choosing’. Jim adored his aunt, truly, but her experiences on Vulcan, teaching non-Vulcan children there, had made her firmly dislike the ‘Vulcan Bureaucrats’ as she also quoted to Jim.

She had disdainfully informed Jim that Spock’s father, Ambassador Sarek, was one of those detestable Bureaucrats. Ultimately the fact the Vulcan authorities stuck their noses into everything, again according to Gilda, was what made Gilda return to Earth, ultimately abandoning her impressionable students to their fate on Vulcan (again more according to his aunt then Jim).

Jim had returned to Earth with her, of course, but not before vowing that he and Spock would one day be reunited.

As they now were.

Spock shook his head and tossed in nuts with the vegetables. “A small matter which I will deal with at another time. Though I have long been an adult and responsible for my own life, he prefers to dictate what he thinks I should do.”

Jim laughed softly. “Welcome to my life. Mom does the same. She about croaked over when I told her Pike convinced me to enlist in the Academy. She informed me she knew him and intended to give him a piece of her mind.”

Spock glanced at him. “And did she?”

He shrugged. “Don’t know. She never said for sure if she did or not and I have yet to see him since I got here. What does your dad expect you to do?”

“Something I have long fought with him over. Do not worry over it. It is merely an irritation I must deal with. Like swatting a gnat.”

Jim smiled and moved in to give him a quick peck on the lips. “That smells amazing. Can I add shrimp to mine?”

“Of course. I already took some out of the freezer.”

“You know me so well.”

There was a loud crack of thunder followed by a flash of lightning. Jim stepped out of the kitchen then and went to the sliding glass door to the patio.

“Going to be a dark and stormy night. It’s starting to rain.”

“Good thing we are staying in.”

“Yep. And you know what’s great about weather like this?”

“What?” Spock wondered.


Spock shook his head. “Sex is great no matter the weather.” He paused. “At least with you.”

Jim returned to the kitchen and Spock’s arms. “Right back at you.”  

Flash Fic, September 12, 2022

Another installment of I Knew You Before

The apartment was quiet when Spock arrived but Jim had messaged him that he intended to take a nap, so after putting his book bag down, Spock headed for the bedroom and to Jim.

Prior to seeing Jim in the teashop on Vulcan, Spock had not believed in fated mates. It was a concept that was quite literally…alien to him.

Then he spotted the most beautifully gorgeous Human he had ever seen and had been so drawn to him that he had boldly approached that Human and asked to sleep with him.

Well, perhaps not exactly asked. Though had Jim reacted badly, Spock would have accepted the rejection.

Fortunately, Jim had been delighted. And confessed to Spock he felt the same pull that Spock had.

Spock sat upon the bed, gently stroking Jim’s hair away from his forehead. A moment later, Jim’s lashes lifted to reveal cerulean blue.

“Hey.” Jim smiled and ran his tongue over his lips. “You’re home.”

“I am. Just a few minutes ago. You are rested?”

“Yeah. Didn’t realize how tired I was until I got in bed. It’s all a bit of an adjustment for me.”

“Are you hungry?”

“Mm. Yeah. I didn’t bother getting lunch.”

“Then I will fix something.”

He made to move but Jim grabbed his arm and then his hand to keep him there. “Later. Right now, I would love a proper hello.”

“How can I resist?”

It ended up being an hour later before they finally got themselves up after vigorous lovemaking (I might actually write that scene for the time it is posted on AO3), and then, while Jim took a shower, Spock, after cleaning himself up, headed to the kitchen to make them dinner.

He had not anticipated this particular reunion with Jim, though he had intended to have one eventually, but he could not deny he was well pleased with the turn of events.

They belonged together, his T’hy’la and him, and that it happened sooner than even he planned was so much the better.

His PADD beeped so he went to fetch it from his book bag. There was a message from his father seeking an audience regarding…

Your Bond With T’Pring

Flash Fic, September 09, 2022

“What is your interest in Kirk?” Nyota asked Spock the moment he saw her again.

In truth he was rather taken aback by her…forcefulness. She had approached him as he obtained a to-go cup of tea from the science lab’s replicator.

He turned it back on her. “What is your interest in my interest?’

She blinked. “I want to warn you about him. He’s good looking. I won’t deny that but Spock…he’s a…”

He arched a brow. “A what, Nyota?”

“A player.”

Spock shook his head. “No.”

“Spock, at that bar he was hitting on me. Coming on pretty strong.”

Spock looked away, took a sip of tea.

“What?” she demanded.

“I learned from Jim about that night. He offered to buy you a drink and you refused, as was your right, then the other cadets approached, acted inappropriately, and tried to engage him in combat. He attempted to deflect but they persisted and attacked him unprovoked.”

She frowned. “Is that the story he told you?”

“No, Nyota.”

“I do not understand. Spock, maybe that’s what he told you but—”

“I learned that information from a meld. It is accurate.” Spock stared at her. “As for Cadet Kirk, I met him on Vulcan where he spent time with his aunt who was engaged to teach Non-Vulcan resident children. I am well acquainted with him and can vouch for his integrity.”

“I…didn’t know.”

“Acknowledged. Jim is living with me at my apartment.”

“I see.” She nodded. “Okay, Spock. I’m sorry. Looks like you know what you’re doing. I’m sorry I overstepped.”

“Apology accepted, Nyota. Now, I do have class. Lunch tomorrow?”

She smiled slightly. “Sure, see you then.”

Spock knew from experience that Jim was, perhaps, a bit of a flirt and playful, but not, as Nyota had surmised, a player.

Later, his classes at last ended for the day, for Spock had chosen a significant load, he made his way home to Jim.

Flash Fic, September 07, 2022

His courses finished for the day at least, Jim was exhausted as he made his way off campus and to the apartment across the street he now shared with Spock.

Last night they’d slept together but other than share a few heated kisses, that was all they did. Jim anticipated that would change likely tonight. He had already heard from Spock that he wouldn’t be done with his own classes for some time.

Jim let himself into the apartment and got settled in to contact his mother. He’d said he would.

“Jim, it’s about time.” But there was no heat to her words and she was smiling. He could see she was seated at the dining room table in her farmhouse.

“Sorry, I meant to contact you last night but I got pretty busy.”

“You get settled into a dorm?”

“No. Actually, I’m, uh, I’m staying in Spock’s apartment. That’s where I am right now.”

“Spock?” She frowned. “Isn’t that the Vulcan who picked you up in a bar?”

Jim laughed. “Not a bar. A teashop.”

She rolled her eyes.

“Not sure they have bars there. Maybe they do because they have quite a lot of other species besides Vulcans.”

“Still. My sister said he was very forward.” She sniffed.

Jim smiled. Yeah he was.

Jim had entered the teashop with Aunt Gilda and he was examining a rooibos variety when he’d been approached by a tall, gorgeous Vulcan.

“I wish to have you in my bed.”

Well, who would turn that down?

And he didn’t turn it down for the rest of the time he was there either.

“I didn’t mind,” Jim assured her. “Anyway, it turns out he’s at the Academy too and we met up and now I’m here.”

His mother sniffed again. “When am I going to meet this forward Vulcan?”

“Soon, I promise. Anyway, I’m here and getting settled in. I’m in a really good place, Mom. You don’t need to worry.”

“I always worry. Your lips still a little bruised. Those cretins should have been charged.”

He shrugged. “Maybe. I’ll talk to you soon.”  

After the call ended, Jim decided he wanted a nap, so that’s where he headed next. He had no doubt when Spock came home, he’d wake him.

Flash Fic, September 05, 2022

Happy Labor Day if you’re in the US.

This is a continuation from Friday’s Flash

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As it happened, in the morning, Jim had to go to his classes before Spock, and after a lingering kiss between them, Jim set off.

Spock used that opportunity to contact his mother.

“Spock, what a wonderful surprise.”

“I do hope I am not disturbing you.”

She waved this away. “You can never disturb me.” She smiled. “Your new semester of classes begin  today, don’t they?”

“They do. But later. I wished to inform you I have a roommate.” He paused. “A special one.”

She looked puzzled. “Who?”

“Jim. Jim is here.” He knew he did not have to give her Jim’s full name. She would know. And she had adored Jim when they met on Spock’s home world.

“That’s wonderful! Is he right there with you?”

“He has gone to class.”

“Class?” Her eyes widened. “Is he at Starfleet Academy?”

“He is. A long story which I am certain he will be happy to share with you himself. I just wished to let you know.” Spock felt suddenly rather embarrassed about his enthusiastic call to his mother. His father would be appalled at his lack of control. He straightened. “You are well?”

She smiled. “Yes. And I’m very happy for you. I know how much you meant to each other in the brief time you had together on Vulcan. I’m sure your relationship will only strengthen now.”

It was Spock who had pursued Jim when he’d seen him on Vulcan in a teashop that catered to Vulcan visitors rather than Vulcans. Spock had seen Jim go inside with a blonde woman he had suspected was Jim’s mother. It had turned out he was wrong about that, it had been his aunt, his mother’s sister.

Spock had entered the shop and told Jim they were going to spend the night together.

Once more Spock felt embarrassed, but he could not feel so bad as it had worked, and now Jim was here in San Francisco.

“I must go now to prepare for my day, Mother. We will speak again.”

“Of course. Love you!”

And she was gone from his screen.

Spock let out a long breath and turned to prepare for his day.    

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