Author's Note: This Fic takes place in the Secrets That Define Us universe. It also takes place before and after A Wish to Make Us Whole. I liked the idea of a Christmas themed story and ran with it. This is my take on twelve days of Christmas. With that said I do not own Star Trek or thing would be changed. Also this is M/M, yaoi, gay, ect. If you do not like it or it is illegal in your country, please turn back now.
Spock wondered if this was the true meaning of insanity. Perhaps it was time to ask someone else for advice. Were his actions not clear enough? This started seven days ago when he had spotted his Captain returning late from what he had assumed was someone else's bed. That was quickly dismissed when he noted the dark rings under Jim's eyes and a PADD tucked under his arm. In his hand was a steaming cup of coffee.
Jim had nearly walked into him without even looking up once. Only a quick sidestep and a strong grip on his Captain's arm kept Jim from falling. The exhaustion crept through the small contact even through the layers of clothes. A smile had pulled on Jim's lips brightening his face. It, however, could not chase away the tiredness etched in the corner of his eyes.
"Sorry I was lost in thought. Thanks Spock."
Jim had said as he straightened himself out. It was strange looking back now how tired Jim had seemed. What happened next was even stranger to Spock. Jim had patted his arm and moved to continue to his quarters. Jim rarely touched him casually. So, Spock had decided to forgo his chance at studying the new plant they had taken samples of and turned to face his Captain.
Taking a glance around Spock noted they were alone. "Jim, are you alright? You seem more tired than normal." Even after all this time it was still strange to call Jim by name in front of others.
His Captain had paused before turning around. "I'm good Spock. Just the higher ups are wanting these reports by the start of my next shift."
Spock arched an eyebrow. Those reports had only come in this morning. From what Nyota had told him they would take a week at best to fill out. This had happened before when Jim had first become captain. They would send impossible task to try to make him fail. If it was in his nature Spock would have sighed. "Jim, your shift starts in three hours, how much have you finished of the reports?"
There had been a wince before Jim shrugged. "I'm probably halfway? I'll get it done. Don't worry about it."
Spock reached forward and took the PADD away from his Captain ignoring the complaints. He quickly scanned over the reports before walking back the way he had come. "I'm transferring all the ones concerning medical and science departments to my PADD." Spock continued tapping the glass transferring file after file to his PADD. "If we work quickly, they should all be done before your shift."
They had stayed up the remainder of the night. Jim had fallen asleep at his desk nearly two hours before his shift were to start prompting Spock to bring a blanket to place over his slim form. Spock had stood watching him sleep for a moment. The warmth spreading from his side a now familiar feeling.
That had been seven days ago. Since then, Spock had made a decision. One that he hoped would get through to his oblivious Captain. He had five days left to do it.