_{[ He let him, not minding when they were secluded like this. It felt like when Spock had saved him from that darkness inside of himself during their first meditation session. He knew he could lean on him, and even now he grasped at that. ]}

You'd better not kiss anyone else like that while those stupid mistletoe are around, okay?

_{[ It was meant to be a joke, but a part of him meant it. He didn't want Spock kissing someone else like that, and he supposed that said something. But he couldn't think on it, didn't want to think on it. He took a shuddering breath and stepped back, a cold wind slapping at his cheeks. ]}

Come on. I need something warm to drink.