These first five drabbles are written in honor of Leonard Nimoy, who turns 81 on the day of their posting. Live long and prosper, Mr. Nimoy.
Tellurian
He could feel the half-foreign pulse of emotion even from several rooms away. Spock allowed himself one disapproving huff before walking towards it, intent on calmly bringing the offending crewman to his senses and carrying on.
Without walking in, Spock saw Kirk slouched against the wall. The waves of listless heartbreak rolled away from his tan skin in steady streams.
Wordlessly he walked into the room and sat next to Kirk. When the blond looked surprised, Spock only replied, "I am here."
Kirk let their shoulders touch. The emotion rolled on, and Spock sensed a faint thankfulness for the company.
Adroit
As much as Jim liked watching Spock lean over tables, it was more intriguing to watch his fingers working. The thin appendages moved like dancers on a stage, so perfectly fluid in movement that it was hypnotic. It was just as fascinating when those fingers lay on the table next to him, like now, moving at an almost infinite slowness towards his own. Jim couldn't help but smile, couldn't help but reach for Spock's hand as soon as he saw the movement; the flare of the bond between them and Spock's faint surprise at that moment was the perfect touch.
Lucent
Jim jumped up from the bed, raced towards the window, and threw open the curtains. "Spock, look!" he breathed excitedly, looking back at the Vulcan with a giddy smile. "Isn't it beautiful?"
Spock smiled imperceptibly. The sunrise was spectacular, a great white orb appearing to rise behind a smaller orb. But he was not watching that. He was watching the sunlight permeate Jim's golden hair and skin, making it glow. It stole into his eyes too, eyes already glimmering in excitement, and gave them a brilliant shine like polished sapphires.
"Yes," he murmured, still gazing at Jim. "Yes, it is."
Placid
At first, Jim didn't like staying quiet for any reason. It felt empty to him, even with Spock there beside him. He finally mentioned it to Spock, asked if there was something wrong.
Without speaking, Spock held his thin fingers to Jim's temples. There was a gentle burn, followed by the tendril of touch. Color spilled into thought, matched the emotion: ruby red for passion, muted white for joy, cerulean blue for curiosity. Underneath it all was an undercurrent of pure, glowing gold that needed no name.
A quiet understanding passed between them, and they sat in un-empty silence together.
Neoterism
"What do we call us?"
"You desire a term other than 'lover'?"
"We're more than that," Jim said simply. He curled inwards towards Spock's abdomen, putting an ear against it and listening to the steady heartbeat.
"Do you wish to invent a word?" Spock asked, brushing a lock of hair from Jim's brow.
Jim smiled winningly up at him. "I was hoping you'd come up with something, smarty-pants."
Spock considered briefly. "Vulcans have one word that can translate to 'soulmate.' It is lover, brother, and friend. T'hy'la."
Jim tested the word on his tongue before smiling. "T'hy'la. I like it."
Author's Notes: This idea very likely isn't mine. For sure I know the amazing Tech Duinn has been doing it long before me (her series is called "100," and you should read it). Nonetheless, I felt the need to release something today. I did a quasi-birthday fiction for Shatner, didn't I? It's only fair, more than fair, I do the same for Mr. Nimoy. Even if it's drabbles.
To be honest, this is a little bit of filler, but I hope you all enjoy it the same. I put as much into these things as I do the rest of my work, but if I'm low on separate fictions, I'll update this. Also, this won't be my only update this week: I have a legitimate one-shot coming out Friday morning, so stay tuned!
Much thanks to 's "Word of the Day" section for providing me with these words, most of which I should remember from my SAT prep courses not a year ago. Thanks also to my beta xladyjagsvolleyball16x, to my love disciple65 for grammar editing, and of course, to all of you wonderful readers who keep me going. I really hope you like these!
