One-shot - no warnings. Just a bit of little!Spock, and some childhood angst and h/c.
I don't own them.
Eyes tear–blurred, Spock went sprawling in the dirt as he tripped over a small rock in his path.
With some difficulty, he pulled himself up into a sitting position, brushing a hand across his eyes in attempt to clear his vision, though succeeding only in irritating them further, and leaving a streak of red dust across the bridge of his nose.
For the bare fraction of a second his shoulders folded in on themselves, and his head bowed, hair falling forward and hiding the tips of his ears. In that instant he looked for all the world like a small human child, lost and alone.
Amanda's heart gave a painful twist as she stepped out into the garden, and saw her little boy so unguardedly miserable.
The moment did not last long however, for upon hearing her steps, Spock sprung to his feet and faced her, standing stiffly to attention.
Something flashed through his dark eyes as he saw her – relief? – and his defensive posture relaxed somewhat even as he inclined his head, and greeted her solemnly. "M'aih."
"Spock," she replied, a small smile upon her face. Amanda did not question her son about the tear tracks upon his face – not yet anyway.
"There is one package of the confectionary which I ordered from Earth remaining," she instead began evenly, noting the tiny eyebrow quirk ,and quashing the urge to gather him up in her arms, and hug him tight. "And the book you ordered to further your understanding of Earth literature has also arrived. I suggest that we take some time to study it together – I may be able to answer your questions, should any arise."
The brown eyes brighten, but the mask stays in place as Spock answers, "That would be most agreeable M'aih."
She smiles once more, before leaning down and cleaning the smear of dust from his nose with her sleeve, before brushing the pad of her thumb across his right cheek, then his left, to remove the tear tracks.
His dark eyes do not leave hers the entire while, even as his face tilts into her touch.
M'aih - Mother
Please review! ~ Qalam
