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

[done_in_3]

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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[spohkh]

[They were meatless sandwiches... so Spock finished whatever Jim could not. He knew how his mate got when there was food wasted.]

Thanks are unnecessary.

[Three days? Of course your body went through everything in three days. There's nothing to be embarrassed about, it was only logical. And Spock didn't mind.]

How are you feeling?

[Spock could feel Jim's mind, but he wanted to hear it from the horse's mouth.]

[done_in_3]

_{[Nope. Nope. Nope. He doesn't want to hear about it. He doesn't want to know. Yes, Spock is a truly great spouse in that he'd care for Jim when he couldn't care for himself but... no he doesn't want to think about that. Though he is grateful to his husband... it's nice to have someone who has his back.]}

I feel... weird. I dunno how to explain it.

_{[He feels the duality of their now shared minds. He feels exposed and unfiltered... it feels like his house suddenly has its whole east-side wall removed and he is attached to his neighbor's house now.]}

[spohkh]

[Spock finds the projected analogy curious... but responds to it accordingly.]

You are exposed. We both are.... to each other. We are one, and together for the rest of our lives.

[done_in_3]

Right. I know... like a mind meld but without having to touch. And all the time.

Do you think we'll ever get tired of each other? Do you think we'll ever just fight in here? Ooooh shit what do we do then?

I feel... tired. Like... I'm already almost at the end of my rope.

[spohkh]

[Spock stroked Jim's hand in comfort.]

Ashaya, it is my belief that you will be tired for quite some time while your mind adjusts. If you desire sleep, then sleep. I will be here....

As for your query... I could never tire of you my T'hy'la. You are infinitely more interesting than the universe or anything that it contains. And while we may fight from time to time... please not that I will always love you.

[done_in_3]

So I'm kind of sick for the time being... alright.

Hm? Oh just sweep me off my feet, Spock~

... me too though... in fact take fighting as a sign that I still love you. It means I care. Couples who don't fight... they are the ones that are dying.

....

Hm....

Uhura would have given her left hand to have you talk to her like you talk to me... am I bad for feeling validated? Because I really feel kind of...awesome about it.

[spohkh]

[Spock considered Jim's words for a moment... then kissed his forehead.]

Like all things, I can approach this logically and scientifically. I talk to you like this because you are the only one in the universe who is my perfect, other half.
There is a Terran analogy about attempting to put square objects into circular holes that applies here regarding Nyota and I.

And you, James Tiberius Kirk... are the only one that makes me feel like this.

[done_in_3]

_{[He listened sleepily, inwardly smiling. He tugged on Spock's collar, urging him to join him in the bed. Not for sex, just to hold him.]}

Keep talking...

_{[He's slowing down already, his mind was drifting off to sleep. Spock was saying such nice things...]}

[spohkh]

[Spock crawled in beside Jim as he stroked his hands through his hair...

...he knew how much Jim like that.]

You, Jim.....are my T'hy'la. The only one in the universe that is my other half. My destiny... my love...

[Spock continues with his narrative, speaking on all the beautiful things about Jim. And believe me, there was a lot of material to cover.]

[done_in_3]

_{[He sighed softly as Spock played with his hair. His eyes closed and he listened contently while he drifted off to sleep. His mind was open to Spock's, welcoming him to explore anything he desired. Jim just needed to rest for a while. He'd have short bursts of energy for the next few weeks, intermittent moments of lucidity in between his almost constant napping.]}

[spohkh]

[Once Spock was assured that Jim was asleep, he removed himself and went to work.
Well... work was a relative term, he was keeping a journal of everything that had transpired. Some part of him chastised him for doing this, and that he didn't need it due to his eidetic memory. But... with their job, who knew? So he had his rather large, leather bound book in hand, and wrote down not only a record of what was happening, but his thoughts, questions... everything.

It was his one little secret he kept from Jim... well, that and Kodos' continued existence. He would wait for Jim to wake up...

....he would always wait for Jim.]

[done_in_3]

<sub>[Jim would love to read that journal some day. But for now he slept like a baby. For a few hours, then he got up and fulfilled a need then slept for a few more hours. It was a relentless cycle but his mind was at all times tethered to Spock's and over the course of weeks his windows of lucidity would grow longer and longer.

Winona was surprised when she made the mistake of touching her son when he was nearly asleep. She'd stepped into the room to check on him and pet his hair back soothingly. Jim jerked awake, his mind was alert as if he'd been invaded when in fact it had simply revolted to being touched by someone not-Spock. He had flinched and turned around, as if prodded with a hot iron... it took him a while after that to re-settle and get back to resting form.]</sub>

[spohkh]

[Spock hasn't had too much time with Winona since Jim started to sleep so much...

...and this time, he decided to approach her for something other than food.]

Missus Kirk.

[Jim was fast asleep up in his room, and Spock had wandered down into the kitchen.]

My apologies for being.... distant these last few days. However, I would imagine that you have quite a number of questions. I am at your disposal.

[done_in_3]

Hmm.

_{[She was working on cooking something, she had to make a lot of food to keep up with her son. Jim had been eating more lately, but where was he putting it? Did he sleep it off? And when he looked at her after she just touched him.... like she was an unwelcome stranger. When Spock appeared she tried not to look resentful. hat had he done to her son??]}

Right... how is he doing?

[spohkh]

He is... doing better than I had expected.

[Kind of a vague answer... but it was a vague question. And Spock didn't tell her a lie.
The Vulcan sat down at the kitchen table...]

[done_in_3]

_{[She remained at the stove, minding the stew she was making.]}

How did you expect him to turn out?

....Any idea how long this is going to last?

[spohkh]

Since this is the first case, I believe I was expecting Jim to be in more pain.
As for length.. we only have my mother's estimate to go by. She was free of the symptoms after a year. Considering Jim's strength, we are hoping for a shorter time period than that.

[Spock was getting...nervous. She seemed upset.]

[done_in_3]

Pain? What do you mean he's in pain?

_{[She nearly hissed as he spoke. Her poor Jim was suffering?]}

What... is happening to him? Jim said you two were getting married the vulcan way, he didn't explain just what that meant.

[spohkh]

Since Jim is human, his mind is not formatted to sustain and contain a Vulcan marriage bond. Right now, his mind is establishing new pathways to accommodate it.... and it is causing him a great amount of fatigue.

He... is in no pain unless I venture to far away from him. What you experienced this morning was not your fault. Jim's skin is very sensitive right now due to the psychic nature of the bond... and anyone's touch but my own will cause him extreme discomfort.

I informed Jim that I would have been satisfied with a simple marriage in the human sense, but he insisted we do it this way. We talked about it at great length, and consulted my father... because my mother experienced something similar to what Jim is going through.

My apologies for not informing you before hand.

[done_in_3]

How far is too far? Should you be down here? Will he ever be able to touch someone else? Or am I not allowed near my own son anymore?

... Jim did say something like that... I just didn't understand it. I still don't. Are you... is it true you think he was born to be your husband? That you two were destined by fate or something?

_{[She chuckled, not quite believing.]}

[spohkh]

[Spock raised an eyebrow. He understood vaguely, why Winona was so cynical towards love. She herself had lost her love....

...If he was in her position, he... well. He probably would have handled it better. Not gonna lie.

The Vulcan regarded the blond woman.]

This distance is permissible, and he will not be like this forever. You will be able to reestablish contact with him in due time.
As for your other query, the answer is 'yes'. Jim and I are T'hy'la. It is a very old Vulcan concept of two beings who are destined to find each other, no matter their position in the universe. Our minds are so compatible, that they would not have stopped until their other half was found.

[Yeah, it sounded radical, but Spock was an alien, so it could be believed.]

This bond is considered quite an honour to my people.... and my family has been informed. They would see Jim when he is ready to do so... and conduct a public marriage ceremony. Many people will attend.... because a T'hy'la bond has not been seen in almost one thousand years.

[Spock was serious. Do you see this serious face? He meant every word.]

[done_in_3]

... forgive me if I have a hard time swallowing it. I just... this is the first I knew that Jim had some magic soul mate. You'd think if he were half of a whole he wouldn't have been sleeping around so much. He'd have been looking for you--...

_{[She gave herself an idea. Maybe Jim had been sleeping with strangers so feverishly because he was looking for something. Looking and not finding.]}

Do you think that caused his... no... no nevermind.

So you're going to marry him up proper? How are you two going to plan that? Do you have any ideas about it so far?

[spohkh]

Marry him proper? You man in the human sense? Yes.
As for ideas...


[Spock hesitates...] We were hoping that you could help us with that.

[done_in_3]

I suppose you'll need it since Jim isn't going to be of much help. It takes a long time to plan a wedding and if you mean to have that finished before you two ship off to space...

well we'd better get started now I suppose.

[spohkh]

Now?

[Spock found this rather daunting.... wedding planning? Now?]

Missus Kirk, I was wondering if you would be willing to converse with my father?