𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃 & 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 || accepting
@vulcon sent: company . silently sit with my muse to comfort them.
It had been a long shot and Jim knew that, but that didn’t stop the disappointment from clouding his features, the smile that didn’t reach his eyes as he shrugged and muttered, “maybe next time.” Jim-- the other Jim, caught his gaze and there was something wordless there that was exchanged between them. Two Captains from a different time, but very much of one mind when it came to understanding one another.
Jim nodded quietly, once, and that seemed to be enough for the Captain who gave him a small gesture in return. The dismissal that Jim was seeking as he fled from the bridge to seek solitude and solace at being outsmarted by a phenomenon he had no control over. Not for the first time he wondered at his own crew, wondered if they were searching for him or if Spock had simply assumed Command and the Enterprise had continued on her course.
He doubted they’d give up on him that easily, but he could never truly curb the traitorous whisperings in his mind that told him he wasn’t worth it. He’d never been worth it.
It wasn’t long before a body silently settled in beside him, comfort radiating in the silence that extended between them and Jim smiled appreciatively across at Spock. This other Spock, the one who had become his friend in the short time they’d shared the same ship.
“I know we’ll beat this thing and find a way to send me back, but patience has never been my strong suit.” There was the ghost of a smile there, wondering if this was a trait he shared with his counterpart or if it was specific just to him.
“I’m afraid you’ll have to contend with a lot more disappointment from me before we see the end of this.”