Jim wasn't happy. Not one bit. But, what can you do? He was in love and he followed his lover wherever he went. Even though, it was boring as hell.

The Enterprise was getting it's engine's checked out, and the rest of crew were spending time exploring the famous hot spots.

Not Jim though, he was stuck watching old artifacts from Earth's past. He wouldn't have minded it, really he wouldn't have. It's just that Jim had other things on his mind. He wanted to get laid so bad. But, how would Jim get Spock to make him leave his happy place to something with a little bit more pizzaz.

"Jim, this is most interesting. Have you noticed how the..."

Jim stretched his arms over his head and yawned to make a point.

"I'm sorry, you said something."

Spock looked at his bondmate and wondered why Jim loved to show attention to himself.

"I was. But, I see that it's not worth noting. You seem not to be interested in what I have to say."

Jim found Spock's pouting absolutely adorable.

"Now, don't be that way. I can tell when you are not happy with me. It's just that Spock, we could be doing something a lot more interesting than visiting a museum. This is the third one today. I'm just a little bored, that's all. And my feet are killing me."

"Forgive me, I assumed you'd enjoy this adventure. It does belong to your past."

Jim looked at his lover and smiled.

"I appreciate you bringing me to a place that would pique my curiosity, but seriously honey, three museums in one day is a bit much."

"I suppose you are correct. It has been a long day. We should retire to our hotel. I believe the exit is.."

"Oh my lord what's this?"

Jim stopped in mid-stride when he came about an artifact placed in a case.

"Jim, you do not need to pretend you are interested, we may leave if you so desire."

"Spock, I had every intention of leaving, believe me. But, this is priceless."

Spock looked to where Jim was transfixed.

"It is a musical instrument."

"Yes, it is. But not any musical instrument. It's a harmonica. I had one when I was a boy. My father got it for me after I begged, and begged for it until he finally relented."

"I did not know that you played Jim."

"I taught myself to. My buddies at the Academy found it pretty cool. We'd gathered together on camping trips I'd play them a little melody just to pass the time. Wow, what great memories those were."

Spock smiled with his eyes. He was pleased that the artifact brought pleasant memories for him.

The museum was pretty much dead and there was possibly only a hand full of people in the section they were in.
Jim decided to take a chance.

Spock's shining eyes changed to fear when Jim picked up the harmonica in his hands.

"Jim, I would advise you to not pick up the artifact. It clearly states we do not have the right."

"Oh, there is hardly any one here. No one will care."

Jim sat on the leather chair and brought the instruments to his lips and began to play.

Spock's eyebrow shot straight up in his bangs. He was impressed. Jim had actually played a note and it didn't sound like cats in heat.

"Didn't think I could play did you?"

"No, I was pleasantly surprised. You do that very well, with your mouth."

"Hmmm. You know me Spock, I am very flexible when it's comes to activities using that particular appendage."

"Very true."

Jim got up and placed the harmonica back in it's case. He slowly walked up to Spock and looked him in the eye.

"How about we leave here and I can show you what else I can do with my mouth."

Jim's eyed his lover with an appreciate gaze.

"I believe that could be arranged."

"That instrument doesn't need any tuning Spock. Perhaps though, later in the evening you could tune mine."

"If you so wish. You do realize that I am very musically inclined."

"I'm counting on it."

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