Looking Spock in the eye was hard for Jim. Not only had he just admitted his love for Spock on a biobed in sick bay, he had also given Spock the equivalent of a Vulcan kiss.
The room was silent save for the gentle whir of medical machinery. Jim would have laughed if he could even breath. The walls of the sick bay were closing in on him and try as he might he could not meet Spocks eyes.
He had half a mind to book his shit and risk the hypo that would no doubt follow. He really needed to learn to keep his mouth shut and his hands to himself. Just as Jim was about to make a run for it Spocks soft voice broke the silence.
"Jim, It is illogical to run from what you desire." That is when Jim realized the horrible error he had made. Vulcan's were touch telepaths, Spock had heard it all.(trekes if you could confirm this i would apreciate this.i know they have mind melds but thats all i can really confirm for myself.)
Maybe running out of sickbay was not good enough, ship transfer was more like it. A nice ship where he could become a old cat man and scream at ensign's to get the heck off his bridge.
"Spock, look I'm sorry lets forget that his ever happened ok." he felt sick and panicked all at once. "I really don't want to ruin our friendship. I should ne-"
Whatever Jim was about to say was cut off with a very real human kiss. It was like every holovid kiss Jim had ever seen. Fireworks and warmth spread through out his whole body.
Little did either man know a smiling doctor was standing in the door way hypo in hand. "well it's about damn time!" he muttered under his breath. "I was beginning to think I was a love therapist not a doctor!"
In the safe white walls of sickbay two men stared into the others eyes, fingers locked and all thought of leaving forgotten.