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Feeling Show Ch. 2

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“Sir?” Montgomery Scott asked, seeing the Captain brooding in his chair. It was the night watch and only Captain Kirk, Mr. Scott, and Lt. Uhura were on the bridge. “Is something wrong, sir?”

“No, Mr. Scott I… I’m perfectly… fine.” Even Jim knew how pained that sounded.

“Captain, does this have to do with Mr. Spock?” Uhura asked, swiveling in her chair to face the two men.

“You two haven’t been sharing those tender moments in while, sir,” Scotty added, “have you broken up?”

“Broken up, Mr. Scott?” Jim asked, taken aback, “Mr. Spock and I are not in a relationship.”

“Sorry, Sir, I just-” Scott started, but was interrupted.

“If you’re not, Sir, than you should be,” Uhura said. “Scotty and I have seen the way you look at each other. We just assumed you were together.”

“Mr. Spock doesn’t look at me any special way,” Jim said.

“But you do, sir?” Scotty asked.

“Of course I do, he’s-” Jim froze, did he dare reveal his innermost secret? “…beautiful and unique and… so… perfect.”

Uhura and Scotty shared pleased glances. “Well he seems to like you, too, Captain,” Uhura said.

Jim laughed. “In my dreams maybe…. Besides, even if he did, he doesn’t anymore. He glares at me all day and hardly speaks to me… and shies away from my touch. He’s not interested in me.”

“Maybe he shies away because he is interested, sir,” Scotty said. “Maybe he’s afraid of what loving you would mean for him.”

“Well,” Jim said, “even if that were the case, which it’s not, he still wouldn’t want me.”

“You drive a hard bargain, sir,” Scotty said.

“You’re awfully down on yourself,” Uhura added.  “Maybe you and Mr. Spock need to talk.”

“All that would accomplish is freaking him out,” Jim said.

“Or showing him that he can have all he ever wanted, sir,” Scotty said.

“I appreciate what you guys are trying to do,” Jim said, “but it’s no use. Please don’t tell anyone else.”

“Your secret is safe with me, sir!” Scotty said, smiling.

“Chekov also knows,” Uhura said, “he pointed it out to me, and I pointed it out to Scotty. I won’t tell anyone else, and I will tell Chekov to hush up about it also.”

“Thank you,” Jim said. “You two are excused. Go get some sleep. I will man the bridge by myself and Spock will be along in a few hours.”

“Yes, sir,” they said, leaving the bridge and leaving Jim to his thoughts. He slumped into his chair and buried his fingers in his hair, sighing.

“Spock would never be interested in me,” he breathed into the night.

****

“Did you sleep well, Mr. Spock?” Jim asked as Spock entered the bridge for the morning shift.

“No, sir,” Spock replied. Both men felt awkward in each other’s presences due to the conversations they had had previously.

Spock sat in a chair far from the captain and had to work hard to stop himself from sighing.

“Are you ill?” Jim asked. He had never known Spock to have trouble sleeping.

“No, sir,” Spock said, “I simply had a great deal of thoughts to consider last night.”

“Such thoughts being…?” Jim asked, trying to be friendly to Spock, trying desperately for a half smile or a cheeky eyebrow raise.

“It is unimportant,” Spock replied numbly.

“So… I-”

“What time does Mr. Chekov come to join us on the bridge?” Spock interrupted.

“An hour,” Jim answered. “Are you eager not to be alone with me?” He was half kidding, but there was seriousness there.

“Merely inquiring, sir,” Spock said. “I…” Spock trailed off and didn’t speak.

“You what, Mr. Spock?” Jim asked.

“Nothing, sir,” Spock replied. “It was irrelevant.”

“Oh… okay….” Jim said. They sat awkwardly in silence for the rest of their time alone.

****

When Pavel Chekov entered the bridge, he must have been visibly taken aback by the sight of Jim and Spock as far away from each other as possible; working quietly and awkwardly, because Spock raised an eyebrow and Jim looked surprised.

“Something wrong, Ensign?” Jim asked.

“…no, sir…” Chekov whimpered, heading to take his place at the helm.

After a few moments, Chekov had gained enough courage to ask what was on his mind.

“Are you two mad at each other?” he asked.

“No!” Jim said quickly, a little quicker than he would have liked. Spock said nothing.

“Mr. Spock?” Chekov asked.

“Anger is an emotion, Mr. Chekov,” Spock said simply.

“You’re evading the question,” Jim said, needing to know the answer. “Are you mad at me? You certainly have seemed that way lately.”

“This is inappropriate conversation to have on the bridge,” Spock replied.

“Pavel, take the com,” Jim said. “Spock. Hallway.”

Spock followed Jim wordlessly.

“Now we’re not on the bridge, so answer me,” Jim said. “It’s been bothering me. You seem angry with me.”

“This is an unimportant-”

“Answer me. Yes or no. Are you angry with me?” Jim demanded.

“…yes.” Spock said, he sounded a bit weak and refused to make eye contact with Jim. Admitting to emotion was never easy for the half-Vulcan.

“Why?” Jim asked.

“It is of a personal nature, sir,” Spock said. “It is my desire that we discuss this no further.”

“…fine,” Jim said, “whatever I did, I’m sorry.”

“Of that, I am certain, you are not,” Spock said, heading back through the sliding doors onto the bridge.
Spock's kinda the girl in this story... which is odd because I don't usually write him that way. Sorry guys!

This chapters a little longer. Let me know what you think! :heart:

Hah Preview image kinda matches the scene... lol
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slashygirl's avatar
I love the dialogue you're writing for them. It's adorable everyone trying to help out when they are both in denial.