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

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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..."
 

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Hm? Yes?

_{[She's investigating this box of vegetables that she doesn't quite understand.]}

I wanted to talk to you, did you bring this in? What are these?

[spohkh]

[Spock stepped up to her...]

Those are Plomeeks. A vegetable indigenous to Vulcan. It is much like Earth's carrot.

Jim asked me to pick some up while I went out yesterday.
[He could tell her that much, right?]

Jim is hungry... Do you have anything I can give him?

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Oh yeah? Interesting. We'll have to try some when he's well enough to explain to me how to cook these. Or... wait, silly me. I guess you have plenty of recipes from home for these don't you?

Oh right right, breakfast. I'll make up a scramble. It'll be easier for him to eat in bed.

How was your trip?

[spohkh]

I have access to recipes... but I do not know how to cook very well.

[Spock said this with some amusement... because it was always a surprise for people.
Spock goes to sit at the kitchen table.]

My trip was... adequate. There were several things that I had to see to in order to stay longer with Jim.

[Spock was thinking about it now... it wasn't that worth it anymore. Ka'adith.]

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Huh. True bachelor then. I'm not surprised. Most young men can't cook and the existence of replicators doesn't help. Jim's a blue rose in that regard.

_{[She watched him sit down.]}

Well you can certainly learn, can't you? Come on. I'll teach you. Scrambles are easy.

Jim said something about you taking time off to be with him through this whole "bonding process".

[spohkh]

Blue rose...? Ah yes, a rarity. Indeed he is.

[Spock stands again... never one to turn down a chance to learn and joins Winona once more.]

I have been vigilant in my time with the Academy. They cannot refuse my request to take time off.

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Oh don't be so sure. They play nice most of the time but they can refuse whenever they like. They refused me when George died. I had six weeks and I had to report back.

_{[She gets a crate of eggs and a large skillet out, then looks through the fridge and pantry. She grabs some cream, butter, a red pepper, an onion, some spinach, and some mushrooms.]}

Alright, have you ever broken an egg before?

[spohkh]

[Spock arches an eyebrow. Sure he hasn't had much to do with the higher-ups at Starfleet...
....correction, he hasn't dealt with their politics.

He can't imagine not giving someone in grief however much tie that they needed. He hoped that they wouldn't be calling him back...

Spock looks at the egg.... with a dubious expression.]

I have not.

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_{[She held her egg up, waiting for him to take one from the crate. Then deliberately cracked it twice against the edge of a mixing bowl, pulled the shell apart, and dropped the innards inside.]}

You try.

[spohkh]

[Spock gently takes an egg from the crate... and looks at Winona.

Spock attempts to calculate pressure and angle, but when he knocks it on the side of the bowl, the egg explodes.
Guess he hit it too hard.

The Vulcan blinks at the mess he made.]

My...apologies.

[Yes, he had egg on his face.]

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_{[She blinks as he blows the egg apart. She had never seen anything like that before. A small exclamation came from her in surprise. She hands him a kitchen towel and wipes the mess up.]}

Ah...let's try again.

_{[She hands him another egg.]}

gently. It doesn't take much.

[spohkh]

[Spock wipes the egg off his face and as much as he can from his shirt....

...Through the bond, he sends a picture to Jim of the mess he just made.

The Vulcan takes another egg.... and very gently, taps it on the edge of the bowl.
It cracks, and he manages to not get any shell in the bowl as the egg dumps its yolk.

Spock looks quite pleased.]

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What are you doing down there? Wait, are you cooking??

_{[Winona seems pleased and handed him another.]}

Can you break seven more? Here, practice.

_{[She gets butter into the skillet and starts melting it, then chopping the pepper.]}

You only eat the outside of it. This withered part here you don't eat, you just throw that out.

_{[She chops the onion and pepper in seconds and tosses them into the pan, then piles what looks like a pound of spinach on top.]}

[spohkh]

[Spock manages to successfully crack another egg.]

So it would seem Ashaya.... Though I am not very efficient at it.

[The Vulcan continues to crack the eggs... enjoying his time in the kitchen with Winona. He only ever watched his mother.... ]

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Well, go for it. I look forward to what you make... do you want me to coach you through it?

_{[She sliced the mushrooms and then measured some cream out, pouring that into the egg mixture. When Spock finished cracking them she handed him a whisk.]}

Stir the eggs together with this.

[spohkh]

[Spock takes the whisk, and beats the eggs. He's sure that he could get used to this.
Maybe even become a decent cook?]

I can only hope that it will be edible.

[Spock's amusement flows through the bond...

When he has finished with eggs, he looks at Winona as if to ask 'what now?']

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I'm sure it'll be fine.

<sub>[His mom is there to ensure quality control.

Winona pointed to the skillet.]</sub>

Pour the eggs in here. All of them.

[spohkh]

[Spock did as instructed, and poured the eggs into the pan... watching as the heat started to rise from the slowly cooking eggs.

His mind thoroughly enjoyed interacting with Jim's... and the bond was practically purring like a cat as it curled around Jim's consciousness.

Now what Missus Kirk?]

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<sub>[Jim feels much better today, the bond didn't hurt and in fact it felt pretty good getting spoiled by Spock. He's a much more pleasant person today.

Meanwhile Winona was walking Spock through the rest. Just leave it, occassionally fold the eggs over... leave it. Fold again. Then take it off the heat and add cheese. She dishes up some for Spock and Jim.]</sub>

Here. That ought to do the trick. You did alright this time. Not bad for a first attempt.

[spohkh]

[Spock looks...pleased. But not so much that you'd notice it unless you were looking.
The Vulcan gives his thanks and takes the offered food. Balancing his load, he takes the food upstairs and into Jim's room.]

I believe the phrase is.... 'food is served.'

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_{[Jim has managed to sort of sit up, he's propped against his headboard, pillows at his back.]}

Did you learn a lot?

You know I can teach you too if you want... _{[He eyed the food hungrily.]} Bring that over here... you ever had one of these?

[spohkh]

[Spock sits on the bed next to Jim, setting the tray on Jim's knees.]

I have not.

[The Vulcan tucks into his own food.... mischievously looking at Jim.]
Perhaps you would like for me to feed you?

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Hm? <sub>[He already has a bite of it in his mouth. He looks a bit wide eyed at Spock but... well he kind of... pauses.

He can't have a lover feed him. Not after Kodos... but... well... he can try. If Spock wants that. Just don't get offended if he gags. Okay?]</sub>

If you want...

[spohkh]

[Spock regarded Jim for a moment...

Though he had meant it as kind of a joke, or even a romantic gesture....There was obviously something he had missed, but he wasn't going to press the issue. But there was one thing that was clear... Jim did not want to be fed.

Spock hummed as he ate another bite of food.]

I retract my offer. Perhaps that form of action is not for us.
Though I am certain there is something else that we can spend our time doing after we finish our food.

[Double Entendre? yup.]

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_{[He's sorry. He knows he has hangups about stupid things that shouldn't bother him. He wishes he could let you explore ever romantic gesture... maybe when you two are bonded and you've seen that particular memory... you'll understand. But just thinking about it, makes Jim's mind darken a little. Just a hint of his darkness returns, he nods to Spock as he eats. Sure, he'll fuck you. Whatever you want... Only he knows this is getting derailed, he knows he's getting sucked into the darkness. He doesn't know how to get back out. He doesn't want this to evolve into the days-long darkness that it usually does. It's only started now, he can get out if he tried. God how does he distract himself? No, stop talking about sex Spock.]}

Yeah? That's... great. Sounds good.