little to no discussion/representation of the supremely rare variety of foundational, lifelong friendship in star trek that is only and actually realized in the form of jake and nog. their timid approach of one another from opposite sides of the quadrant's cultural spectrum. their original animosity giving way to their fervent defense of one another to close minded parents; their prejudices transformed into solidarity with the same degree of vehemence. their gradual understanding of one another as individuals, rather than as archetypes of a species they'd been raised to detest. the slow, steady movement of nog's system of values to an understanding of the purpose of life as one he can share with jake... jake, on the brink of his best friend leaving him, saying he realized they'd done nothing together for years, just been with one another for endless, sunless hours on the promenade, playing dom-jot and watching bajoran transport ships dock.
the two of them growing taller and into bigger sizes of shoes, trying out new styles of clothes from garak's clothiers. doing the dishes in their new quarters, and learning how to pick up after one another. drinking rootbeer from chewed straws and thinking it was mundane, all the while—unbeknownst to both of them—doing the slow, quiet business of growing up.
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