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fics: eyes of the mind

In which the universe decides Kirk and Spock need to get their shit together, and recruits some meddling aliens to make it happen.

Or: How a shiny space rock gave the Enterprise crew the worst collectively repressed hangover in Federation history.

❝"Shouldn't we break it?"

The question is soft, almost hesitant. When Spock turns his head, he finds Jim studying the ground, a smile playing at his lips that creates a curious dissonance in Spock's chest. The expression contains none of the captain's usual vibrant energy—it is, instead, tinged with something that makes Spock's side ache in a most illogical manner.

"To what are you referring exactly?" Spock asks, though he has calculated a 97.8% probability that he knows exactly what Jim means. The pretense is... illogical. And yet he finds himself unwilling to broach the subject directly.

i’ll be updating eyes of the mind (eotm) in here until tumblr restores my original account.

And now it’s really not the time for unwanted thoughts that hint at jealousy more than he cares to admit.

Not that he’s jealous, or anything. Mind your business.❞

chapter 17 is up <3

And that's when Spock moves. It's a blur, almost too fast for Kirk to follow, but suddenly the man is howling in pain, his arm wrenched up behind his back at an angle that looks inches away from dislocation. His face, stoic as ever, gives nothing away. But it’s the subtle details, those almost impossible-to-detect tells Kirk’s memorized by now. And he knows—knows Spock is seconds away from snapping.

"You will speak to the Captain with respect," Spock says, his voice low, dangerous. "Or you will not speak at all."❞

chapter 14 is up <3