done_in_3 | K/S Hospital Scene bc Into Darkness was so K/S TASTIC

_{[She chuckled]}

I'm not interested in your apologies. Like I said, you're still a child emotionally and you don't understand the big picture yet. I can't get offended by you on that level.

But we should start with this morning for your first lesson.

_{[She got some carrots out, handing them over for him to start washing. She was finished with her veggies and began slicing.]}

First. Do not refer to anyone's mother, especially your fiance's mother, as an outsider. No matter what you think of me, you are the newcomer that I am welcoming, not the other way around.

Do not presume you can speak for either of my sons. You do not speak for someone unless they have told you their express opinion and even then it's best not to bother with that. You haven't met George and you've been intimate with Jim for seven whole days, that's a rather large stretch on your part.

[Spock takes the carrots over to the sink and begins washing them as instructed.
He listens aptly to Winona...
So she didn't want an apology?
He didn't know if he liked being treated as a child... or someone implying that being Vulcan was somehow being less.
On the other hand, she had valid points... then again, his logical mind wanted so desperately to argue with her.
Steeling himself, he didn't say anything at all about it.
...she had indeed changed since this morning.
Spock looks over his shoulder at that last bit.]

To be fair Missus Kirk, measuring a relationship purely by human standards is not entirely accurate. One mind meld can give me insight into years of information. And while I admit that speaking for Jim's brother was not entirely...
....logical, it was my assumption that he has not been seen in quite some time.

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_{[She'd argue that his confusion was purely out of his newness in this situation. Spock is learning a new language, a new subject, a new culture. She gets that he is trying to frame his situation with the tools he has but it's simply a problem that the tools he has are just inadequate and not made for handling human situations. She continues in a calm tone, casual, even soothing once more.]}

And... you've mind melded with my son recently so you understand his years-long resentment of me, is that what you mean for me to understand?

Be that as it may or not, it's not your place in a human situation to make the proposition that I may 'return' to my own family. I can't leave my family, my boys can't have me out of their lives unless I'm dead. As foreign as it is to you, Spock. In a purely human perspective... it's you who is the more easily removed of the three family members here. Thus adding to how presumptuous that comment was. Imagine if one of your cadets began lecturing Jim on the bridge about his behavior.

It wasn't logical speaking for Little George, it was completely out of line as well as without factual backing. You have no proof that my firstborn feels that way at all.

[What was Spock supposed to say to that?
"Sorry?"
But she didn't want his apologies, nor were they logical. Instead, the Vulcan nodded, and handed her the clean carrots.

If anything he was more afraid that he cared to admit. Spock had lost so much that he clung to Jim as his own...
...and that anything posed as a threat would be treated as such, regardless of familial standing. The reality was he was the weak link here...
...one that could easily be removed.

It was also illogical to be sad by something that one cannot change. Spock did feel remorse by the words he had said... even now he was making mistakes.
Maybe it would be best if Spock limited his words.... for now at least.]

Very well... I will not make that mistake again.

_{[He watched Spock carefully... seeing the evolution happen on his face. It was all clicking... he'd either rebel or shut down here in a second...... yep. Shut down. She stepped over.]}

Hey, don't silence yourself alright? That's a natural response but it's not going to help you. In order to better understand anything new you have to be willing to do it poorly. Makes mistakes, make lots of them so you can get that much better.

[Spock's shoulders slumped in defeat. It was as if a part of him wanted to kick and scream in frustration.
He couldn't see it.

He was a proficient student, the top of every one of his classes. A decorated officer, the pride of Starfleet...

...and he was utterly defeated by human emotion.]

I must admit to some apprehension when proceeding to go against everything I was brought up to be.

Well that's normal. Imagine how Jim feels adjusting to your logic all by himself...

Understanding humans doesn't mean you're going to be any less vulcan, Spock. You'll just have more tools at your disposal.

And... isn't Jim worth doing something a little uncomfortable? I mean this is part and parcel of marriage, Spock. Accepting another person's habits and culture as your own. Tit for tat.

Think of it this way, Spock. If this whole soul mate 'destiny' bond you spoke of to me last night is true then you will surely prevail... and in this mother's opinion you better. Jim will be worse off if you don't.

[Spock nods.]

Of course.

[Of course he would prevail, but even Vulcans had their limits. He would require a fair amount of meditation before he was fit to speak with Jim properly.]

You have given me much to think on Missus Kirk.

[Understatement of the century.]

You look a bit overwhelmed, do you want some tea? I do need to bring Jim something to eat soon, it's almost one. Ten credits says he's forgotten about lunch altogether.

_{[She quickly made up a sandwich, wrapped it, and filled a mug with some ice water]}

Unless you'd rather go back out there.

[Spock was about to accept the offer of tea... but having an opportunity to see Jim again was too much to pass up.]

I would be amenable in taking Jim's food out to him.

[Spock tried not to look eager... but he had a feeling that Winona could somehow read him very well, despite his being a Vulcan.
It was a rather curious ability.

Spock held his hands out for the food.]

_{[She handed it over, smiling wanly at him.]}

I'll have that tea ready for when you get back.

_{[She then returned to prepping dinner. Outside it was sunny, hot, dry.... and there wasn't really much but an occasional breeze. It was a bit of a killer heat. Jim was still working with Lightning, calling him by name as he began to respond to it. His shirt was hung over the pen railing, his skin was gleaming as he darted to and fro with the horse. Slowly... he was piling a couple tarps on his back, weighted to simulate someone riding him. He didn't notice Spock at first...]}

[Spock made his way quietly to the fence... making sure not to disturb Jim at his work.

...It seemed tedious enough as it was.
The Vulcan leaned against the rail and watched his T'hy'la in this new element. His skin was gleaming, golden in the sunlight. He was so concentrated on what he was doing, so at one with the earth and focused...

To be the object of Jim Kirk's focus was an enthralling thing.
So Spock was content to watch for a time... waiting until he was seen.]

_{[Lightning was making rounds about the pen when Jim noticed they weren't alone.]}

Hm? Oh hey Spock~ Did Mom scare you off?

_{[He didn't mention anything about his half nudity, just beamed as he approached his mate.]}

Is that for me?

Negative... she did not 'scare me off'... However I must admit, she is a rather remarkable person.
[He meant it. She was remarkable.... even though he didn't quite trust her yet. It was only just this morning after all. Then again... they were both going to try, right?

Spock handed Jim the food container.]
Indeed, this is for you.

[Spock couldn't help sweeping his eyes over Jim's form.]
This place seems to improve your aesthetics Ashaya.

[Vulcan translation for: you look hawt.]

Oh yeah?

_{[He's glad you two get along. He knows his mother has problems but he loves her. He's loyal to a fault about her. Don't mind him, he's already wolfing down that sammie. Food? What food? Water? Phh, gone. He looks refreshed though... and he eyes Spock with a bit of his 'bedroom' eyes.]}

Seems to, does it?

How so?

_{[He leaned over the fence, listening for an answer]}

[Spock quirks an eyebrow as Jim inhales his food.... but then his expression softens as Jim leans over the fence.
Slowly, the Vulcan raises a hand and gently traces a line down the side of Jim's face with his long fingers... looking into Jim's eyes.]

While on a Starship, I could never fully appreciate the golden glow that sunlight adds to your skin. Somehow it makes your eyes more prominent... something that I would not mind attempting to formulate an answer for sometime in the future.
[Spock's thumb rubs across Jim's lower lip...]

To see you so at ease somehow makes you even more attractive... so full of life.
[It was there that Spock finally kissed Jim... a gentle place of lips on lips.
Chaste and sweet.]

Hm? _{[he perked, wondering what Spock was on about. He wanted to...scientifically interpret why his skin got like this? Had he not heard of tanning? Perhaps vulcans didn't do that. But it was sweet enough coming from Spock. Science was kind of romance to him.

He kissed Spock softly, reaching over to hold him by his jaw. He stole another kiss, making that one deeper, sweeter.]}

[Spock seemed to melt into the kiss...and opened his mouth to Jim.
The Vulcan had had a rather overwhelming afternoon, and he wanted nothing more than to prove how good he was for Jim.

To be told that he was inadequate? Emotionally immature? That there was someone out there better for Jim than him? Spock had felt those words to his very bones and wanted nothing more than to prove Winona wrong.

Spock framed Jim's face so that he could deepen the kiss... pouring his love out for Jim.]

[The horse snorted for attention but Jim ignored it. He slid his tongue not Spock's mouth, prolonging the kiss. Spock was the only one for him. The only one in existence as far as he was concerned.]

You know... [He pulled away gently]

I could take a break... [he imagined doing all manner of naughty things to Spock in the barn hay loft]

[Spock quirked an eyebrow...]

Was it not you that said that you could not leave White Lightening alone at this time? I did not mean to tempt you....
[Spock's argument was weak... it wouldn't take much to break his resolve.

But, he could wait until tonight... he would always wait for you.]

Hm?

[Lightning? Who was that? Just kiss him again Spock.]

...mnnn...

[Lightning did need constant supervision. But... But Spock...]

One more kiss...

[Spock planted one more kiss on Jim's lips... then stepped away from the fence, and out of Jim's reach.
Spock really really wanted to... but they could wait. Jim needed to be with the horse right now, and Spock couldn't be selfish.]

Tonight Jim...
I will return to the house, I have much to meditate on. [To anyone who knew the Vulcan, he looked almost pained when he walked away from Jim... wanting to steal all the kisses.]

[Jim whined as Spock left him. Yes this was 'logical' but...]

Meditate. Is everything ok?

... [he reached his hand through the fence.]

Talk to me...

[Spock walked back into Jim's space, giving him a Vulcan 'kiss'...]

I am quite well Ashaya, but a Vulcan has his needs after all. [Spock gave Jim his special half-smile.
This was something that was between him and Winona... Jim probably wouldn't appreciate or completely understand what they were doing.
No matter... This was for Jim.

Plus... it wasn't like Spock was lying, he did need to meditate on a regular basis. He was Vulcan after all.
Spock placed one last kiss, chaste kiss to Jim's lips... It was getting difficult to walk away.]

[He kissed Spock all his love, reaching through the fence to coil his arms around his waist. That kiss went on almost one minute more before Jim pulled away.]

Alright... Go find your Zen. See you later~

I love you.

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Jim is totally topless outside. So.... there's that.

:p

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