omg they're going to fuk
Not a will-they or won't-they, per se, but a gentle perspective on what it should mean, and then what it does thereafter. I hope you'll find the title appropriately mounted in irony and inside jokes.
...is what the summary was going to be, and then I found that this title no longer fit my fully genuine interpretation. It fits here; three cheers for silly spirk, or something like that.
...is what the summary was going to be, and then I found that this title no longer fit my fully genuine interpretation. It fits here; three cheers for silly spirk, or something like that.
"Captain- ah, Jim, I believe you should know..."
"What, Spock?"
He's achingly breathless, and it's that star-bright all-encompassing want that gives Spock the most logical reassurance of all.
At least, it should.
"I do not believe you will find me reciprocally interested in physical relations - quite possibly not even with you."
And this is why: this caveat must be met with one of equal strength. Spock is all too ready to doubt.
Kirk grins, sloppily but with a dash of sharp daring at the broad bounds of the curve.
"Oh, c'mon, sweetheart, I was only trying to hold your hand."