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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Humbling?

I think it's humbling to talk about it. I'm grateful you listened to it...

I'm sorry you had to hear all that.

_{[He shifted, then lay with his eyes closed.]}

Thanks for listening...

[spohkh]

Thanks are not needed Ashaya....

Do you desire to sleep at this time?

[Spock continues to trail his fingers over Jim's scalp.
He would stay here for as long as Jim needed.]

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I just woke up an hour ago....

_{[But that felt so good...]}

tell me, this is the kind of bond you had with T'Pring, right? What we have right now?

[spohkh]

[Spock thought about that for a moment...]

It is almost blasphemy to consider what I had with her, the bond, the same as thing that I have with you.
Certainly, we had an initial bond... a link that established our intention of 'marrying' each other someday. However, she kept me out of her mind, and I kept her out of mine... without that vital feedback, not to mention the fact that we were not mentally compatible at all, the bond was left to wither and die.

[Spock's eyes went dark for a moment, as if remembering... then shook his head.]

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Alright well you didn't get on with her as well as you do with me.

Tell me more about it? Was she a total bitch? Did you ever... dream about someone else? Even fantasize?

_{[And massage his scalp of course. Oh he could fall asleep like this if you kept it up. Though he doubted you'd be complaining. You'd be overjoyed to see him rest, wouldn;t you?]}

[spohkh]

[Spock breathed....

There was a Vulcan that hoped that he would find someone. Did he dream? Of course he did, even if that meant he was giving in to a human failing. He dreamed of a being somewhere out in the universe that would love him for who he was.
His mother did his best, tried to give him a good home and approval... but it wasn't enough. To find his other half, to have someone who completely understood him...
....it was fairy dust and pipe dreams. Spock tried hard, very hard not to allow himself to get set up for disappointment. He didn't want T'Pring... but he wanted someone. The fact that she didn't want him.... with a rejection that consumed his side of the bond, it left him breathless and in pain for months after that.]

Of course I did.

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<sub>[Jim took that in, then felt sorrow for Spock. He was also empathetic. He knew that loneliness. He wondered if he'd ever have someone he could lean on as a true partner rather than a fuck buddy. He never thought it would happen, he was sure he'd die alone.

He understands what Spock is saying. He feared that his hybrid status made him an undesirable. T'Pring only confirmed his fears and Spock was left humiliated and alone for the rest of forever...

But he reassured Spock that while those days were painful, they were over. He had him now. And Jim would die before he left Spock... in fact that's likely the only way he would leave his beloved.

He opened his eyes and reached up to touch Spock's face. Then slowly he sat up, leaning in to kiss him.]</sub>

Well here I am~

[spohkh]

[Spock was about to warn Jim about his ribs when those lips were on his....
The Vulcan framed Jim's face... kissing him again. The joy that he felt every time he was around Jim was truly breathtaking. The acceptance and love... it's all he ever wanted.
All he ever wanted was Jim.

Spock smiled his small, half-smile... speaking against his T'hy'la's lips.]

My hero.

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_{[Was Spock being serious? Probably. Spock hadn't mastered sarcasm quite yet. Jim smiled against his mouth then pulled away.]}

There's only one thing you need to know. You are nothing if not loved with me... and I can't overstate that.

[spohkh]

And I you Ashaya.

[Of course Spock was being completely serious. Wasn't he always? The Vulcan enjoyed the impromptu make-out session, continuing to card his fingers through Jim's hair.
Perhaps this is what teenagers felt like?]

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<sub>[Yes, teens were like this only they were much more insecure and naive. they were adults and knew they were getting into something serious and treated it appropriately. They also had the advantage of not breaking up to look forward to.

Jim tugged Spock down on the bed with him, hands circling around his body. He couldn't get enough of his flavor. He didn't want to honestly, he enjoyed thirsting for him.]</sub>

[spohkh]

[Spock wanted... always wanted Jim. But, there was one thing to consider.
The Vulcan placed his hands lightly on Jim's shoulders, and gently pushed back...]

Ashaya, your ribs....

[The last thing Spock wanted to do was hurt Jim... again.]

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Hm...

_{[He sighed, looking a touch resigned. He had promised not to push it... Spock had been through enough this week.]}

Tomorrow I can get up. Tomorrow I'll be fine. Is a day really gonna be that bad? You know Bones probably padded my recovery time knowing I'd think I'm clever and break it.

[spohkh]

[Spock seems to be engaged in an inner battle....
...and one side obviously won.]

Would you be able to content yourself with oral stimulation? Nothing more? You cannot over exert yourself.

[Oral stimulation... that totally meant kissing, right? But he was also giving in... somewhat.]

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Huh?

Oh _{[he chuckled]} no no no...

I didn't mean to have sex, I just wanted to lay down, my ribs are starting to strain from sitting up... c'mere. Gimme a kiss...

_{[He WANTS to have sex but he knows he can't. He promised... and he knows he wouldn't be able to get through it without pain.]}

[spohkh]

[Spock blinks... misscommunication for the win.

With a small huff, the Vulcan settles himself beside Jim... and places a small kiss on Jim's lips. If he was human, he'd be blushing big time from embarrassment.]

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<sub>[Miscommunication? What miscommunication? You must be confused by the power of his prowess as a tender and knowing lover. Nevermind all that about being embarrassed Spock. Just... let Jim sooth you the way only your t'hy'la can.

Tender kisses, sweet caresses, loving embraces.... time just seemed to slip by.]</sub>

[spohkh]

[Spock loses himself in the kisses and the embraces...
It's amazing how tactile he's allowed himself to become since finding his love with Jim. He wondered briefly about his parents....
... Did his father ever touch his mother like this? Part of him hoped he did, because no one in love should go without this. Then again... perhaps it was thin hope... it was Sarek after all.
Or maybe he was the typical child that was creeped out at thinking about his parents like that...


But how did he get here? How did he let a human get past all his defenses? Then again... against his T'hy'la, there were no walls. Spock did wonder if he was upholding his race's practices and principles...

....it's been such an emotional rollercoaster for the past two weeks, he's hardly felt like a Vulcan at all. But... he does feel like a man in love. And that's definitely something.]

Happy 1300~ /party blower

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<sub>[Oh Spock, you are so cute when you get like this. Jim listened and was patient, watching as Spock sorted out his thoughts.

He thinks Spock is a fine vulcan. He is a vulcan therefore whatever he does is vulcan by definition. Forget what they think, they only took him in conditionally, with the understanding that it was a pity invite to their elitist club. They weren't exactly the vulcans Jim would like to see emulated. Spock was much more his style. Empathetic yet reserved. Patient yet decisive. Withdrawn and yet involved in every detail of his work... Jim loved Spock not just for who he was but for what he did...

He wishes he could fix his uneasiness.]</sub>

Whoo!

[spohkh]

[Spock smiles against a kiss...]

Just as Jim wishes he could fix Spock's uneasiness, Spock wishes he could heal Jim's dreams... but like everything, it takes time. But certainly Spock is a lot less uneasy since meeting Jim....

...and for that he is eternally grateful.

Spock traces Jim's features, memorizing every inch.... ]

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<sub>[They couldn't fix everything in each other but he was fine with that. He liked needing Spock and being needed by him.

They spent the day in that bed talking, making out, sleeping... Jim upheld his promise and didn't leave his room for two days. When the morning came though, Jim was gone from the bed. Winona was out on Starfleet business... and something was cooking downstairs. Something plomeek scented.]</sub>

[spohkh]

[Spock had spent those days with Jim.... and he has to admit, it was quite relaxing. Perhaps the most relaxing time he's had since...

...well. It's been awhile.

Spock had been meditating, but had fallen asleep in the early morning. He awoke now to the smell of....
The Vulcan was wide awake in an instant, his arm going out to check if Jim was there. Of course he wasn't... he was cooking.
Filling with fond exasperation, Spock gets dressed and heads downstairs...and into the kitchen.]

Good morning T'hy'la... may I inquire as to what you are making? [Nevermind what he's doing out of bed...]

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<sub>[Jim was cleared to be out of bed! Bones said two days and from then on he had a month of no heavy lifting. He's not breaking any rules! Besides he dares you to make him stay a day longer in that bed without any exercise. He's already missed his morning run for a good month now. He's DYING to move around.

But Jim is beaming with satisfaction. He looked to Spock with a grin. There was a pot of telltale soup before him, steaming.]</sub>

I did it, Spock! It's perfect... c'mere. Taste this.

[spohkh]

[Spock looked slightly amused as he walked forward, inspecting the pot of...

....well, perfect Plomeek soup.
The Vulcan picked up a spoon, and dipped it into the creamy texture. Lifting it to his lips, he gave a cursory blow to cool it down, then put it in his mouth.
Instantly the flavour exploded in his mouth, causing the Vulcan to close his eyes in pleasure. If he was any more human, he would have been raving at how good it was...

....but he was Vulcan. As it was, he turned to Jim with a small smile on his face.]

You are correct. It is indeed perfect. Just as my mother made it.

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_{[Jim was beaming with pride. He knew he had made this soup the best it would ever be. How crazy that it was an earth ingredient that made it!]}

It is? Good thing I figured it out now before I'm too scatterbrained to cook.

Help yourself. I made it for you... It's no wonder I never figured it out before, your mom used an ingredient from earth. It just needed ginger.

_{[He shrugged]} Breakfast?