Bubbles
"What're you doing here?" came the same raspy tone from the enemy ship. Kirk, dressed in sweats and his Star Fleet tee shirt ignored his Godfather and gentle lifted him into the bath.
"God… what happened to you?"
"Nothing, this is an honor and I will have no more complaining or I will call uncle Archer and mom." Pike rolled his eyes. Kids…
"Captain, hello I was just-" Spock stopped dead when he saw the sight in front of him. Kirk giving his commanding officer a bath.
"What is it Commander?" Kirk said without looking up, as his rinsed Pike off with the hose extension.
"Nothing, sir I was just informing you Nyota and I are ready."
"OK, thank you Mr. Spock, we will be down shortly." Kirk didn't even look up.
"This is not at all awkward, Jim?" there was the real Pike, his uncle Chris, his beloved Godfather.
"You changed my diapers, fed me my first solid food, and I think the first time you held me I peed on your uniform, right?" Jim got the soap and started washing his hair, being gentle and minding the incisions.
"Yes, and when I potty trained you with Archer, you ran into the common room naked, remember?" Jim laughed, that had been FUN. He rinsed his hair, and then gently held his Godftaher close, tight; as he had done to Jim so many nights as a baby and even today.
"I love you,"
"I love you too, pumpkin, and I am so, unbelievably proud of you," Pike whispered, holding his Godchild in his arms. Jim hated to admit it, but he could have stayed here, caring for his wounded Godfather. He gently got him up from the bath, and laid him on the bed, dressing him in the white sweater and pants.
"Come here," Pike whispered, gently wrapping his little one in his arms, tight and safe. Kirk took in his scent, his warmth and love for his Godfather. It felt so safe, just like hen he was a baby snuggled into Pike's lap.
"Never leave me," he whispered it so soft he wasn't sure Pike heard him.
"Never angel, never," his Godfather whispered back, holding Jim tighter.