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]

[Spock regarded Jim with a half-smile...]

You did, however I must admit, that was a very agreeable way to wake up... you have a pleasing voice Ashaya. You must sing more often.

[Spock stepped up to Jim... holding his hand forward for a 'kiss'.]

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_{[He looked relieved and reached forward to return Spock's finger-kiss. He almost flinched at the spark that shot off. Would he ever get used to that? Damn. But it was nice... more than nice.]}

Really? Ah... right... Uhura sang for you a lot didn't she?

[spohkh]

Indeed... she often accompanied me on the Lyre... And while Nyota has a trained voice...

...I find that I prefer your own.
[With a final rub of the fingers and a contented noise... Spock put his hand back behind him and walked into the kitchen.]

Have you recovered from yesterday's activities?

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...Do you now?

_{[he sounded pleased, surprised even.]}

People used to say I should have done something with my voice, that it would take me the farthest of all my skills but I think that was just an underhanded way of saying I was never going to amount to anything.

_{[He followed Spock into the kitchen]}

Yeah, I feel much better. Thanks... I don't remember going to bed so... thanks for that too. _{[He knows you put him in there.]}

I was trying to find Plomeek on the replicator but no dice.

[spohkh]

[Spock tilted his head...]

Indeed? Well, they thought illogically. You have more than proven yourself to be able to accomplish anything you put your mind to.

[Spock sat down on a kitchen stool, a small blush playing on his face.]
I appreciate the consideration Jim... however, the program sequence for the replicator for Vulcan fare is... less than satisfactory. Therefore, I did not add it to the list.

[Translation: Some things were not meant to be replicated.]

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I didn't think I could make it work... and I didn't want to teach. I wanted an adventure. Singing is fun but it's not my dream exactly... and thanks.

You hungry? I haven't eaten yet.

_{[He could make something... or replicate it. And you both could sit at the bar... It was still so novel that they were together in this capacity. But he was loving every minute so far.]}

Well we'll have to go out then. I know an import store just for vulcan things. They have to have some. I want to try them out, see what I can make out of them.


...And we should see your father as soon as we can. _{[You know, like your mother said]}

[spohkh]

[Spock regarded Jim for a moment...

This feeling... it really was quite novel, and the Vulcan couldn't wait to explore it.
Love.... he loved this man very much.

Spock nodded his head.]

Yes... I will message father this afternoon, I am certain he will wish to see us immediately.

[Spock looked thoughtful for a moment. While he did 'get along' with his father since Vulcan's demise... it was still rather awkward talking with him. No matter...
Spock glanced up again at Jim...]
May I suggest fruit and pancakes?

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<sub>[Hey you were better off than he was. He had no idea how to handle a full blooded vulcan. It was guaranteed to be very silent and rather awkward and he'd be depending on Spock but they'd get through it. He didn't want to snub the Ambassador...

He nodded, getting up to approach the replicator and... then turned to give Spock a strange look]</sub>

Pancakes? You like pancakes? I... never would have pegged you as having a sweet tooth.

_{[Pancakes aren't really healthy either. Wasn't that illogical then?]}

[spohkh]

[Spock blushes a little...but otherwise looks stoic as ever as he answers.]

My mother made pancakes when my father was not around... I believe she labeled it as a 'treat'.

[And boy were they deserving of a treat right now. Plus, there was fruit, that was healthy.]

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_{[He paused... and chuckled. Spock didn't know when he was funny but he was more often than he probably ever intended.]}

I bet... alright. Replicator or... do you want me to make 'em? Wait, do we have eggs?

_{[He checked in the fridge, smiling when he saw they did. He grabbed some ingredients, clearly already committed to making them himself.]}

I got an idea. Sam and I used to make these all the time when Frank wasn't around.

[spohkh]

[Spock made himself comfortable on the stool and observed Jim move around the kitchen. It made him feel...

...quite good to see his T'hy'la make himself so at home here. Another wave of possessiveness came over Spock until he tilted his head in curiosity.]

Frank... may I inquire as to who Frank is?

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_{[He was so at home here it ought to be concerning. But he didn't worry about things like that. Quickly he was whisking some batter while the stove was heating up... then he had to search for a pan... and a spatula. Whoops, still a bit clumsy looking for where things were kept around here... Then he got to replicating some fruits. Blueberries, raspberries, cherries, pecans, macadamia nuts, and strawberries... and of course chocolate chips.]}

Oh man I used to love these. I'm a little rusty, I haven't cooked in years. Don't judge me ok? _{[he smirked]}

Frank was the rutty jackass my mom put us up with when she lost my father. He was a prince when she was home but when it was just the three of us?... _{[he shook his head]}

He never hit us.

[spohkh]

[Spock looked up sharply at Jim, his eyebrows creasing in suspicion and concern...]

You imply that he was verbally abusive...yes?

[That was atrocious. Such a thing didn't exist in Vulcan society, children were respect and held in...

...well... with the exception of him of course. But he was the half-breed.]

Did you not inform your mother of his repulsive behaviour?

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He was... he made it very clear Sam and I were absolutely worthless, me in particular. Any time I messed up anything it was hell to pay with him. He was so inconsistent in his responses. He'd break things or threaten us for the most part... _{[he didn't want to get on this subject honestly but Spock was allowed to know.]}

Mom didn't believe him. I tried to explain but he could... flip it on and off. When she or anyone he wanted to impress was around he was nice as could be. He'd spoil us when someone was watching.

But as soon as we were alone he was back to normal. One day Sam had enough and he just left... I thought Mom would understand then but she just got even worse.

[spohkh]

[Spock stood from the stool and stepped up close to his T'hy'la...
Hesitantly, he reached out his arms and pulled Jim into a hug. This is what humans did to comfort each other right? He would do this for Jim.]

Jim... I hope you did not believe his blatant lies.

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_{[... oh Spock... you were good at this, he didn't think you could be. Honestly he's surprised. This is the vulcan who couldn't say he'd miss him when they were separated before the meeting at HQ.]}

I used to but I always knew he was a piece of shit.

_{[he held Spock tight]}

I can tell you how I got revenge.

[spohkh]

[Spock tilted his head back to look at Jim's face, and quirked an eyebrow...]

Revenge?

[Vulcans were pacifists for the most part... retaliation just wasn't part of the repertoire. Then again, this was Jim Kirk...Even at a young age, he would have been capable of a lot.]

What did you do?

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_{[He smirked and went back to the pancakes]}

My father loved antique cars. He had a red '67 Chevy Corvette Stingray convertible. Frank used to make me wash it as punishment as a kid. He acted like it was his car... when Sam ran away I was acting out about it, Frank ordered me to wash it again and I found the keys to it..... so I drove it. I was... about eight?

That day... Sam said to me... 'I can't be a Kirk in this house. Show me how to do that and I'll stay.'

I drove it off a cliff.

[spohkh]

[Spock blinked at Jim...

At eight years old he drove a car off a cliff? Indeed... Jim was truly a remarkable human.]

Were you injured? Were there consequences to your actions?
[Spock had a billion questions bouncing around in his head... and honestly he was quite surprised by Jim... who does that kind of thing?]

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_{[Jim Kirk did that kind of thing.]}

Frank was furious, Mom was furious. Sam came home for a while, I got reprimanded by the cops...and of course the car was destroyed.

I was bad after that. Frank knew he couldn't fuck with me anymore. He tried to keep me under his thumb for a while but... eventually they thought maybe I'd do better some place else. They put me on Tarsus Four.

Speaking of-- are you sure you want to be talking about this stuff this early in the morning?

[spohkh]

[Spock sat back down on the stool...]

Jim... time of day is irrelevant to the sharing of information. However, it is entirely up to you how much you wish to tell me... if this makes you uncomfortable then I will content myself with what I have.

[However, the meld last night... Jim's death experience... it was a rather large elephant in the room.
The Vulcan regarded his T'hy'la.]

However... if you decide to bond with me... there will be no secrets. We will know each other fully and intimately.

[Spock wondered if Jim would be willing to do that...]

Hi darling~ How's the day going?

[only1highlander]

<sub>[Woah was that a mood changer? Feels like it. Jim's expression quickly sobered and he seemed to become introspective for a moment. What Spock was talking about... even without so much as an allusion, Jim recognized what he meant. Kodos. His worst memory and the worst moments of his entire life. The one thing he might be considered afraid of was Spock rejecting him over that or being unable to emotionally comprehend it and withdrawing from him.

But he was also right. If they went forward, Spock would know everything anyway. What if they learned when it was too late that they couldn't be together over this? Was there even a way to back out of a bond with a vulcan? Jim imagined it would probably be extensive and unpleasant...]</sub>

So it's "tell you now" or "have you watch it later."

_{[He clearly didn't want to talk about it but that was never going to change.]}

I never told anyone about it. I was thirteen...

good! all the toilets are cleaned. XD

[spohkh]

[Spock's eyebrows twitched together...
Was this not a good time? Did he break one of the unwritten human rules of interaction?
Should this have waited until after breakfast? Spock regarded his T'hy'la... they were both 'now or never' people, may as well jump in and see where it takes you.]

Jim.. I...
...regret bringing this topic to the fore when I perhaps should not have. However... if you share this with me, I will, as they say... make it up to you.

[Spock would do his best to make Jim feel better after he's done sharing...
But then the Vulcan tilted his head in mild concern.]
Captain... Jim... nothing you tell me would ever change my...

....feelings for you.
You are now and forever will be my T'hy'la... please take comfort in this fact.

Thank god for that

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[it was never a good time so... It was also never a bad time. All equally shitty times. Jim listened... And shrugged]

I hope that's true, Spock...

[but his father had said this man would help him through all that... He took a heavy breath. Well here goes.]

I was starving, same as the others. I'd... Kind of hidden in a corner of an empty barn. People were being executed already by that point. He came to me and he was nice... But I knew he was evil but still, he offered me food.

... I was desperate.... He... Wanted me to... How do I say this...[without throwing up]

We had a trade off. He fed me if I let him do what he wanted with me.

[spohkh]

[Spock was silent... He told himself that he could deal with whatever Jim had gone through and be there for him.
But... an unforgivable action had been taken against his T'hy'la...
Spock's fists were white with the force he was holding them... a deep, threatening growl rumbled from his chest.

This anger... this overwhelming anger that he felt when he fought Khan came rolling back. Spock was still a Vulcan, he would never say 'I will kill him' out loud...
...but it was fairly evident what the Vulcan intended.


Spock's growl stuttered though as he focused back on Jim... Stopping it all together he inclined his head.]
My apologies... a minor lapse in emotion.
Jim, I grieve with thee.