Dinner in Spock's quarters (Spock and Spock, private, at least for a while)

[sehlatbear]

The room seemed quite empty without Leonard's presence and Spock better understood the impulse that had led Jim to take them to his quarters last night

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[original_fine]

[[OOC - Making a new thread, for convenience and to show, perhaps, passage of time? In case TOS!Spock wants to be asleep, too.]]

The door opened to him, the room familiarly dark and too-warm for perfect human comfort. Jim had been careful to not press the link too far, as if, perhaps, afraid of what he'd find there. He wasn't a coward but he was used to dealing with things head-on.

He entered, letting his eyes adjust.

[kirktastic]

"...and you enjoy this?" Kirk muttered from behind as he stood behind, feeling the wave of heat. He liked his room just above shivering, since it helped him sleep. He peered inside around Jim's shoulder, brows up.

[original_fine]

"Vulcan physiology," he murmured. "I'll get used to it."

A slight frown appeared on his face, not of disapproval, but confusion. Two figures in the bed, but he hadn't felt McCoy awaken...

[kirktastic]

Kirk stepped inside, a hint unsure, and the light cut off severely as he did because the door to the hall closed. "...Least I don't have to." He kept his voice down just because Jim was.

[sehlatbear]

Spock and his counterpart slept - the elder was not disturbed by the presence of his mate in any incarnation and the younger was tranquil and exhausted. They had not moved from their earlier position, head on chest, arms wrapped around each other.

[original_fine]

As Kirk's eyes adjusted, his astonishment only grew.

"Spock," he said, not sure if he was seeking his own's attention or merely remarking on the presence of the other. He glanced at Jim. The surge of lust and adrenaline. Had something...?

He wasn't jealous. It wasn't part of his nature to be. But it was curious, and unexpected. Was this in any way connected with his own and Jim's encounter?

"We should let them sleep," he said softly, his eyes trained on his bondmate, strangely moved by the sight of him and his younger counterpart entwined, at peace.

[kirktastic]

Kirk did not look strangely moved, unless that 'moved' was outside into the hallway. It was the only time he had ever seen Spock.. relaxed. Calm, peaceful. He looked much younger laying there in the very faint light, somehow more... human.

He knew he was seeing Spock in a way he wouldn't have wanted to be seen, least, not by him. "...Yea." He got through numb lips. "...I'll see you guys." And turned to leave. The last thing he needed was to disturb the peace in the room, and specially the reaction he knew he would get from Spock if the Vulcan woke up and saw him there.

[sehlatbear]

The noise of someone leaving woke Spock. His counterpart was still deeply at rest so Spock opened his eyes. His Jim and also James.

[original_fine]

Kirk felt Spock awaken more than saw it, and something made him reach out and touch Jim on the sleeve. "Wait," he mouthed at him, before turning back to Spock.

Should we go? Could Spock hear him, or was Jim himself blocking too-close contact, worried as he was?

[sehlatbear]

You need not leave.

Spock extricated himself from his sleeping self and smoothed the bangs back away from the pale forehead in a gesture of both tenderness and promising security. Spock would not allow this Spock to be disturbed.

He walked silently to the door, to the two Kirks waiting there, and stepped past them into the hall. It was chilly, particularly in the short-sleeved undershirt he wore.

[original_fine]

Jim followed, noting Spock's chill but unable to do anything about it for the moment. He had more pressing worries. He looked at Spock for a moment, seeking perhaps some sign in his inscrutable features as to what was going on here, and how Spock felt about what he had to know had happened. His mussed hair fell over his forehead, making him look oddly young.

"Is he all right?" he asked, because that was a concern, too, and easy to get out of the way.

[sehlatbear]

Spock held his two fingers out in greeting to his t'hy'la - Jim's concern was vague yet insistent. Spock did not doubt they would address it when they had the privacy to do so - he would not leave his mate in such a state of confusion.

"He will be well."

[cso_spock]

Though the loss of his counterpart, and the heat and comfort he brought, was unfortunate, it was not enough to wake Spock from his sleep. Alone, he adjusted to make up for the difference, curling up a little more on his side while his hand grasped at covers. He pulled them up over his shoulder and under his chin, locking in as much warmth as possible.

[kirktastic]

Kirk risked only a moment's more glance at Spock, frowning just slightly as he watched that moment. He felt guilty slightly, and went out into the hall. It was cold compared to the inside.

He looked to the other Spock, then just... blinked.

"Fuck, did he hit you!?" There was a very familiar shaped, if not familiarly colored, bruise on the older Spock's face.

[original_fine]

Jim took a step forward at the other Jim's cry, peering around to that side of Spock's face. His expression clouded.

"What happened?" he demanded now.

[sehlatbear]

"I allowed him to strike me. It is nothing."

Again, he offered his fingers to Jim, a subtle motion.

"What is the matter?"