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#jim vc: annoy; verb: make (someone) a little angry; irritate#jim vc: like questioning my every command decision#when i'm on an angry crusade#although you were right but that's not the point

“ i would argue, captain, that is the very definition of ' the point. ' ”

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@gcldenratio, continued from ( x )

"You're really gonna lay that beautiful bait out there and not let me take it?" His sigh is genuinely morose. Like somehow this is the biggest disappointment of his life. "I had a list ready. Alphabetical!"

#gcldenratio #ic [ + ] aos #to explore strange new worlds [ + ] threads #its equal testament to both the amnt of nonsense hes seen from jim over the years #and his ability to always be thinking of the worst most illogical possible outcome for everything ever #its a talent

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for a moment, he cannot quite believe he allowed that thought to pass from his lips, when it was meant to stay in his head. there, it was safe to be said; to be nurtured; to long. the shades of the galaxy passing by, beautiful and brilliant, still pale terribly in comparison to hearing jim speak in his native language. to speak that word, in particular, even. it makes everything between them, and in spock's head, thrum with life. it is no wonder he did not realize, amidst his incited anger, the bond when it snapped into place that day -- when he was already so flooded with feeling, it got lost in the medley.

now, in the quiet of space, it is impossible to ignore. severed though it may be, the strength of it as they orbit one another, just out of reach, is breathtaking.

" a slip of the tongue, ” he manages, finally. spock's tone miraculously in -check; level and true as ever. the vulcan's dark eyes drink in the soft smile presented to him like a starved man who had been gifted an oasis. even while the captain was staring out the viewport, marveled at the wonders of the galaxy, spock had been quite distracted -- glancing at the captain out of his corner of his eye. it is the only way in which they can touch, that bares no risk. and yet, he knows that even without the bond fulfilled, all he wants is here. " say it again, and perhaps i shall tell you what it means. ”

#gcldenratio #verse : main.#i'm having an EMOTION

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how this manages to occur nearly ninety-two point four percent of the time, he is uncertain. it is not that his captain is being untoward; nor that any of these instances have been particularly salacious in any discernable way. in fact, it oft seems to bloom in the most ordinary of moments that, if only for a moment --- are brimming with possibility. it thrums quietly in the air; settles beneath his skin; whispers of warmth in the back of his mind. there, in the spot where a link once lay ; unknown, but precious. the broken tendrils of it remain, ever seeking of the one they connect to. his shields are too fortified for another accidental bonding to occur, but it would be remiss to think that was the only reason for the pull. the only reason for the way kirk's words leave an open room of space and interpretation. for all of his chaos, the captain can be a precise man. if he did not wish to imply something, regardless of whether it is returned in kind, he would not. dark eyes sweep over the exhausted features of his captain, down to where they are connected. despite running scientifically at higher temperatures than a human, there is something equally scalding about such a casual intimacy. spock is not offended by it in the slightest, though jim typically takes great care to be mindful of touch; of how, when, where. perhaps for another, they would not realize. yet it is all suggestive enough to bring him pause. and truly, he . . . considers.

" my nights often end with spiced tea, and mediation. " spock's hand turns faintly; not to pry itself out of kirk's hold, but enhance it. from the curl of jim's hand around his wrist, to nimble fingers brushing together, and in between. innocent enough, in terms of terran body language; but far more telling in a vulcan's . “ humans are different. you are different. should you require either of those things, i would be content to provide them for you, in your quarters. . . . or, you may stay within mine --- the entirety of the night, and allow yourself to be taken care of in a manner you may find more desirable. which would you prefer, jim? ”

#gcldenratio #verse : main.#i think we're playing Real Life 3D Chess Now

"Remember when you MAROONED me?"

his fingers stop their fluid motions over his datapadd, and instead hover over the screen as spock's attention is [ yet again ] lured away by that of a particular menace. the memory is just as vivid today was it was then; as it will be decades from now, long after james t. kirk has been immortalized in history, and his flesh is no more. it brings something bittersweet to the surface, in truth. it is illogical to feel guilt, and so, he endeavors not to. particularly when any other course of action may very well have been the unraveling of their success. there are too many variables in the data, and ultimately, it is spock's decision to maroon jim that led to significant, and necessary, events that were paramount to their success.

" indeed, captain. "

perhaps that is why he allows himself to toy with equating something akin to amusement over those events instead -- more so after the recorded log that surfaced in direct correlation to that event. “ in particular, i quite enjoyed the extrapolation of security protocol violations, after committing to such acts yourself --- multiple times, in fact. do you, too, recall the dozens of starfleet regulations knowingly broken in order to bypass and alter the coding for the kobayashi maru, thus disrespecting the mount of time and effort put into programming the command track's most telling training exercise out of sheer spite? ”

#gcldenratio #answered.#verse : main.#is this their Weird version of flirting? who knows.#if someone overheard this w/o looking at spock #they'd probably think he's miffed about it #[ maybe he sort of it still BUT ]#if they could look at him and see what kirk would see rn #is amusement.#in his very Vulcan way; of course.#but it is a good thing jim has reading spock down to an art form #also Petty is as Petty does

Does this mean we fren Spock? (Jim's three big red-flags unchecked on here rip).

“ i dare not dignify this with a response. ”

#gcldenratio #answered.#spock : . . . . clearly.#also why would you put that MIDDLE ONE THERE #stricken from the RECORD.

comms message received 04:23: ❝ i miss you. ❞

new message alert.

the notification rings through the artificial dark, drawing spock's attention from his meditations. requiring less sleep than a human, most nights he spends pouring over reports and requisitions forms -- and then centering his mind. his body. his katra. all vital to be functioning optimally. despite knowing the message could, in theory, be from multiple subordinates; could be regarding on - going research or test results; something tells him it is not any of his science officers, or any other one the ship, save for one. he needs not look to confirm his suspicions, yet he reaches for his datapadd regardless; unlocks the screen, and sees the physical manifestation of that gut feeling humans enjoy praising so much. yet, while he expects the sender, what he does not expect is the message itself. short, succinct, but not lacking for emotional output in the slightest. spock stares at the message, fingers hovering over the keys, response after response flitters across his min. UNSENT : You just saw me, Captain. [ deleted. ] UNSENT : Your absence, too, does not go unnoticed. [ deleted. ] SENT : Then come see me, Jim. SENT : There is only but a door between us.

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“ cadet kirk. ”

the exasperation in his tone is subtle, but there. dozens of datapadds are stacked neatly on his desk, in need of reviewing. he has work to be done, and has far more important things to do than to cater to the whims of a brash student that is not even on a science or linguistics track. “ i must ask why you insist on attending a class that is not apart of your core curriculum. ”