Jim opens his eyes. Spock’s face is calm. It’s like they’re not talking about what they’re talking about at all - a living, breathing entity that’s made up of parts from both of them. She’s her own individual, sure, but they’re the ones who made her. And Bones. Bones had something to do with it. Jim’s red blood and Spock’s green blood and this steady, soothing heartbeat.
imagine jim secretly learning spock’s first name. he almost drives nyota mad in the process because he can’t get his tongue around the syllables at all. eventually he’s able to pronounce it and oh so casually drops it into conversation with spock (on the bridge, of course, because lord knows jim loves an audience). spock says nothing to acknowledge that he’s even noticed, and only those working near his station would see that his face is bright green for at least an hour afterwards.
please imagine jim teaching spock how to dance…. he puts on old terran love songs and starts off very focused, showing spock each step, but then it just slowly evolves into them slow dancing around the room, spocks arms around jims waist and jims arms around spocks neck, and theyre swaying to the music and spocks got this soft look in his eyes and jim just kisses him so so gently and its like theyre in this bubble of their own happiness
Reblogged from theodorerex 3 years ago
