Birthdays
By Chisa Yume
I do not own Star Trek or any of its characters. I am making no money from borrowing these wonderful characters!
This will be somewhat slashy in the long run, cause Kirk and Spock are love!
Great thanks to my wonderbeta Hidden Relevance!
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James Tiberius Kirk awoke to the incessant beeping of the computer's alarm. Fumbling, he tried to disentangle the sheets enough to roll out of the bed while directing the computer to cease the wake up call. His eyes scrunched as the lights came on, and once again, Kirk lamented mornings. He felt he was many things- charming, sexy, and world's-most-amazing-captain, to name a few. But a morning person, he most certainly was not.
The night had been long, and sleep had been slow coming. As was usual lately. Being left alone with one's thoughts was always dangerous for Jim. It was always easier to maintain a happy demeanor when sitting in his captain's chair, looking out at the vast wonders of space.
There, harassing Uhura was a great distraction and easy excuse to ogle. Looking at the weird yet somehow endearing awkwardness of Sulu and Chekov's budding attraction to one another gave him lots of ideas for new ways to tease the two. Bones was… Bones. Sarcasm, pessimism, and wit all rolled into one package that was the CMO of Enterprise. The banter with the doctor had become some sort of ongoing challenge to one up the other, and was the source of unending amusement for the rest of the crew.
Everyone except the lone Vulcan science offer. Appointing Spock to First Officer had made sense to Kirk. They had established a respectful camaraderie after the successful destruction of the Narada, and the Vulcan was unfailingly impeccable in everything he did, a very desirous trait of a First Officer. It was now that the crisis was over that some tension had started to set in.
He thought that maybe now that they were working together, Spock would have lightened up around him. Yes, he realized that was a stupid assumption. Bones had bent over for five minutes laughing uncontrollably after hearing Kirk whine about Spock's lack of change in attitude. But despite attempts to initiate conversations, give invitations to meals, and any other thing Jim could come up with to cultivate their relationship, everything fell flat with the succinct and logical man.
Stepping out of the shower, roughly dragging a towel over his damp hair, he noticed the computer's star date blinking at him with an annoying cheerfulness that made him want to break something.
March twenty second.
What a stupid day.
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TBC
I know! I'm so mean! But don't worry, I already have 4 more pages underway being edited and my muse is in great shape. I really was just dying to post something!