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To the Stars and Back Again
Pairings: James T. Kirk/Spock
Fic Warnings/Tags: 1960’s AU, Space Race, Human Spock, Slow Burn, Drama, Misunderstandings, Flirting, Dating, Angst with a Happy Ending
Summary: The year is 1966. Captain James T. Kirk is an astronaut who longs more than anything for the freedom of outer space. One evening, at the Space Center mess hall, he happens to meet Dr. Spock, a brilliant astrophysicist who denies all emotion. There is an immediate spark, but things are never so simple.
Just like the rest of Spock’s house, the living room was carefully decorated, paneled with a rich dark brown wood that made up most of the furniture and even the blinds over the large front window. Spock turned on a couple of dim lamps as Jim settled down on the large leather sofa that took up the far wall under the window.
“Would you like something to drink?” Spock asked.
Spock poured them each a glass and joined Jim on the couch, leaving a few feet between them. For a little while they just sat and drank in silence. Spock leaned forward, his hands folded together in front of him, to all appearances lost in thought.
“What is is. What will be will be,” he murmured, more to himself than Jim. Spock abruptly sat upright. “My apologies, I have been an inattentive host.”
“Not at all,” Jim said with a smile. “I was just admiring…” he trailed off, his gaze fixed on Spock.
For a moment they just watched each other. Spock seemed to hesitate on the verge of speaking.
At last, Spock said, “Of all emotions, I have found that love is often the most irrational.”
“I’m sorry.” Jim reached out and rested a hand on Spock’s shoulder.
“You misunderstand. I have worked for so long to rid myself of emotion that I am no longer capable of such feelings. However, my wife is not of the same mind.”
“You aren’t capable of love?” Jim asked, incredulous.
“No. It is better not to be.”
“Isn’t love part of what makes us human?”
“All animals must reproduce for the continuation of the species,” Spock said with some disdain. “What distinguishes Homo sapiens is our capacity for rational thought in defiance of our baser instincts.”
“Maybe I’m blinded by my emotions, but I can’t see love as a bad thing.”
Spock raised his eyebrows in disbelief, but he looked more like himself; the tension that had wracked his slender frame slowly dissipated, and Jim could make out the suggestion of a smile on his lips. “You are not entirely lacking in reason, though you do elect to cloud it with emotion,” he said as though it was unfathomable why someone might do such a thing.
“You don’t know what you’re missing,” Jim replied with a sly grin. He scootched toward Spock, closing a little of the space between them.
Spock made no move to object. Jim’s eyes darted down to Spock’s lips and for an instant he wondered what would happen if their lips met. It was a tempting prospect, but it would have taken a braver, more foolish man than he to succumb. He pulled back and the moment was gone, though the tension remained in the air, drawing them ever closer like static electricity.
Maybe Spock was right to be apprehensive of love after all: in their case, it was a dangerous thing.
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