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K/S Hospital Scene bc Into Darkness was so K/S TASTIC
It was so sudden. He woke up with a flash, bright lights, soft sounds, a bed, he was alive?? But he'd died in the chamber...in engineering. Spock and he had exchanged that vulcan hand-thing whatever the hell it was. He'd died, he was dead. Was this heaven? Holy....
No. Bones was here nagging at him.
"Oh don't be so melodramatic, you were barely dead. You've been out cold for two weeks."
He was so...taken aback. What had happened? He just remembered being in the locked chamber watching Spock shed tears, glimmering tears of anguish as he slowly died of radiation poisoning... his heart lurched at the memory. He didn't know the vulcan was even capable...
And then Spock was in the room, approaching him. Suddenly... everything else was forgotten. Hell even Bones was gone in his mind, though he could hear the doctor put in a "You know Uhura and I had something to do with it too."
"....Thanks, Spock... for saving my life..."
No. Bones was here nagging at him.
"Oh don't be so melodramatic, you were barely dead. You've been out cold for two weeks."
He was so...taken aback. What had happened? He just remembered being in the locked chamber watching Spock shed tears, glimmering tears of anguish as he slowly died of radiation poisoning... his heart lurched at the memory. He didn't know the vulcan was even capable...
And then Spock was in the room, approaching him. Suddenly... everything else was forgotten. Hell even Bones was gone in his mind, though he could hear the doctor put in a "You know Uhura and I had something to do with it too."
"....Thanks, Spock... for saving my life..."
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Ashaya... you have given me so much, shown me love in so many ways.
[Spock seemed to fumble with Jim's hands...]
I realize the importance of symbols and certain tradition in Terran society, and I wish to honour one... as a show of appreciation and commitment.
You have been given much to consider as to our relationship and what direction it will take... however, I wish for you to know that regardless of what you decide, I will be there for you... always.
What I mean is...
[Spock is rambling...]
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... Is...?
[Was he about to sweep him off his feet or something?]
Are you still visiting your grandfather? How are you?
We're fine. We're on our way home. Also I can't open that url on my phone. sorry :(
How did you... When?
[when had you bought this?]
It's a fairly plain titanium ring. I thought it suited Jim~
With help from Mister Scott... This is a made from the titanium alloy that covers the Enterprise's hull. I thought it... rather appropriate.
[Spock hums... ]
Jim... no matter what you decide... will you marry me? The human way?
Damn right it does.
[He watched as Spock put it on him, it caught the light and it honestly did suit him... It looked like another stripe on the sleeve of his captain's uniform. Made from Enterprise? That was... Fucking romantic Spock! Jim beamed]
Yes. A million times yes.
So glad you approve m'dear~ <3
Would it be appropriate to assume that you would wish to go out and celebrate?
[There was a twinkle in Spock's eyes... he was very happy.]
It's perfect. I never thought of that.
[but first he's going to drag Spock into into a soul searing kiss. He was so damn lucky... He had his life back, he had Enterprise, and he had Spock...]
:3
Spock had found his home.
The Vulcan continued to smile softly against Jim's lips...]
Ashaya... it has occurred to me... We have not yet gone out on a date. Is this not part of the human courtship process?
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Well dating usually happens before you initiate a sex life with someone and then get engaged... But sure. Where do want to go?
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[Spock looked mildly 'put out'...]
My apologies...
[Spock gave Jim's question some consideration.] My research informs me that a date should be somewhere that qualifies as 'romantic'... The concept seems rather tedious to me... human courtship rituals are confusing.
However... perhaps a restaurant? Unless...
[Spock's eyebrows twitched with concern... The media would be all over them if they went out in public, they wouldn't get any peace.]
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And... Well that's true but that changes depending on the couple. What do you find fun exactly?
Ah... The California Institute of Science puts on demonstrations nightly. You know you get to know someone better in an hour of play than you do in a year of conversation. But you and I already know each other.
Wherever you want. [public eye? he's got no problems with attention.{
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..Vulcan things mostly. And the prospect of sharing Jim with the media was off-putting. Spock didn't want that...
The gears were turning in the Vulcan's head...]
Perhaps you would be amenable to dining while stargazing?
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Still, he nodded to Spock's suggestion.]
I made plenty of food already and we can climb to the roof here.
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Of course... please allow me a moment to bring certain necessities to the roof....
Can you meet me there in approximately eighteen minutes?
[Before Jim can even say anything, the Vulcan is already out the door.]
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[but Spock just left. And Jim was left wondering... But no matter. He gathered some food he had warming on the stove and headed to the roof when eighteen minutes were up. Whatever plan you had Spock it was... Kind of cute to see you jump into dating]
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...waiting for his Ashaya.]
Jim.
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Hey...
Nice little camp you set up. Y'hungry?
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Indeed...
[Though he found himself hungry for more things than food. Spock thought that that was a rather interesting feeling... this continuous want for Jim. He wanted to convey everything he was feeling...
...including how beautiful he thought Jim was.]
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I cooked these like traditional dinner carrots. I think they taste pretty good.
[not to mention those mashed potatoes were like velvet. Don't mention it. He knows.]
Where'd you get these.
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I have lived in this building for six point two years. I come up to the rooftop often to view the stars.
I keep extra blankets and pillows to make myself comfortable while doing so.
[The Vulcan hummed as he smelled the food... it all look rather delicious.
Tentatively, Spock reached across and rubbed his fingers along Jim's... to say thank you. A small kiss.]
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[he "kissed" back and looked up at the sky. Beautiful sparkling stars... They begged to be explored, discovered, traversed... He longed to be back in space.]
... You miss it yet?
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That is an interesting question... and in a way yes, I do miss it. However, my relation to space and exploration is forever mixed with my sense of home...
And since you are my home, I find myself content to be wherever you are.
[Spock meant every word.
Slightly embarrassed, the Vulcan went for a plate of food...]
However, I believe there are some beings who belong in space more than others... I think it is safe to assume that you belong in that category, yes?
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But I could have made it in Iowa if I wanted to. I was good at farm work. It just... [he kind of dissociated then]
whatever.
Hey. When do you want to get married? I want it to he before we go back into space.
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Married? hmm...]
I am uncertain... It depends on how much of a public affair you wish it to be... or if the Federation would even allow us to have a quiet wedding.
[They were big for PR....
If Spock had his way, they'd already be married... the Vulcan way.]
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That email? all of it... seriously, ALL OF IT YES. XD <3
Didja get my adhd message in your inbox?
It was an awesome message~ And yes, ALL OF IT. XD
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I love that icon of him
<3
/clings. Will I see you this evening?
I'm not sure~ I'll be in and out though~
What's happening? A party? Are you getting drunk without me? Not cool :l
:p
I want sooooome :l
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Uh oh! 666th comment. the devil comment!
pffffft~ XD
Eeeeevil
>:D
I just saw Black Swan, I am shell shocked.... just... wow
*snerk*
No really, I am dreaming up a completely ooc ballet AU.
pfffffff!
No like... I got the whole story now. Imagine Spock as a dancer, ooc yes but he'd be *fabulous*
Simply fabulous~
Are you getting on tonight? Or shall I pm you about it?
That PM was beautiful. XD
I'm building on it too. omg. there is an all mens ballet. I think Jim should be this awesome hotshot
:p
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HAPPY 700!
/clinks glasses
<3
<3
Sorry for my absence m'dear~
Did anything awesome happen? I'll be on tonight.
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Gah! I feel like I was too harsh on Winona.
She definitely doesn't think much of Spock.
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