universal_charm | Mistletoe Shenanigans

_{[ 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.

[Spock was about to answer, but then blushed furiously...]

Captain... Jim. I have something I should tell you before you hear it from anyone else. While I would never embrace anyone but you like that willingly... I did have an encounter with Doctor McCoy earlier.

[Cat's out of the bag... enjoy.]

Oh?

_{[ His brows went up, surprised, and something flared him in, hot and
sick. Jealousy. And with Bones of all people? He wasn't sure if he wanted
to laugh it off or strangle both of them. For now, he clamped it down, not
wanting Spock to "hear" any of it, though he was sure he heard some. ]}

Do tell, Spock. Full report.

I believe he is... upset. Though that word does not fully describe his reaction.

It was an accident, and an event that was completely out of our hands. [That was all he was going to say.]

What exactly do you mean?

_{[ He still hadn't picked up on it being mistletoe yet, but then, he
had not really been looking and been more concentrated on the fact he had
been trying to devour Spock via inhaling his mouth. ]}

Mistletoe, Captain. Surely you have run into it at some point?

[Spock was suspicious about Jim's reaction.. he wasn't jealous was he. Spock took a cautionary step towards the Captain, closing the gap between them.]

_{[ He didn't move, but he stiffened a little, still thrown off by what
happened, not sure how to digest it. ]}

The mistletoe? Didn't we go through that last time we were here too?

Indeed. It seems to be an annual tradition.

[Gingerly, Spock rested a hand on Jim's shoulder.] Please note that I do not feel for Doctor McCoy as I feel for you, Jim.

Trust me, Spock, the thought never crossed my mind. You'd have to be a sadist to want to get with him.

_{[ Which was being a tad unfair - all right, a lot unfair. But it was
that jealousy poking out again, rearing its head at the thought, and
confusing Kirk all the more. He had never really cared who Spock had been
with before, and on the ship...}

On the ship there had been... ]

Spock... what about Uhura?

[Spock moves his hand away from Jim as if he had been electrocuted.]

What about Lieutenant Uhura?

[They were really going to get into this now? Spock had been dreading this conversation, but it was yet another reminder of why Luceti sucks.]

As in, you two were kind of serious, even if you were fighting, before we came here.

_{[ What if she came? What then? What would...? It hurt to think about
it, and the flash of that he didn't quite tap down in time to keep it from
getting to Spock. ]}

It is fascinating what perspective will do when one is given the opportunity to see it.

[Cryptic enough for you?]

_{[ Not enough. He can tell what the other is alluding to, and he's not
sure how to feel about that either.}

He sighed, rubbing the back of his neck, looking away. ]

I think... I should keep walking. Need to cool down, you know?

[Spock regards Jim...
As much as he wants to tell Jim everything, it's difficult to do so. Maybe they weren't ready.]

Jim, you are my T'hy'la... nothing will change that. If this was known to me outside of Luceti, I would not be with Nyota.
[Though they were friends, neither of them had any romantic inclinations because Spock had Uhura, and Jim.. well... there was Carol to consider.]

So, what? We'd be something here, if this happened, and when we go back we have to just pretend it doesn't exist?

_{[ That didn't seem right with him. It felt wrong, and he hated the
mere thought of it, of having to slip through life pretending that he could
love Carol, when in the back of his mind, his heart, he would be connected
to Spock in a way he had never been connected to anyone. ]}

There is no pretending! We would not know! [And this is what Spock hates with a passion. They'd been back to their universe already and they had absolutely no memory of this place.]

Do you not think I would change it if I could? Do you think I'd remain with Uhura if I knew what you were to me?!

[Spock's fists his hands by his side... turning his head away so that he can regain some emotional control.]

I dunno...

_{[ And he didn't. Would they? Would they turn away from Carol and Uhura
and try and make things work between them? Did either of them even have
that luxury?}

He came a step closer, reaching out and taking Spock's hand, squeezing. ]

I like to think you would...

[Spock looks at Jim...] There is nothing greater than T'hy'la, I hope that someday you believe that.
And... and it hurts me to know that in our world I ignore you... my T'hy'la.

[Spock squeezes Jim's hand back...] I am sorry.

It's not like it's our faults, you know. I can't make you feel guilt over something we don't even recognize there, you know?

_{[ He shrugged, leaning his shoulder against Spock's. ]}

[Spock leans his head closer to Jim's, soaking in his T'hy'la's presence.]

Indeed. But, is it wrong to want you while we are here, even knowing that when we return we will be with others?

I don't know, Spock. It's... I don't know, okay? I mean, I'm still trying to work this all out in my head.

_{[ And so many other things. And now this too. He wanted to sleep
forever right now, his head pounding and his soul twisting up inside of
him. ]}

[Spock sighs... giving Jim's hand another squeeze.] You need rest, Jim. Please, allow me to help you sleep.

I'll just take some of that tea, it'll be fine. You don't need to, Spock.

_{[ He hated admitted that he needed help sleeping, that more than once
he woke up drenched in a cold sweat, a scream in his throat. ]}

[Spock lifts his other hand, placing it on Jim's shoulder...]

I do not need to Jim... I want to. [Spock knows of course how badly Jim sleeps.]

Really, I'll be okay. I should learn to get to sleep myself again anyways...

_{[ He touched the hand on his shoulder briefly, and then began to pull
away, heading back for the house. ]}

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