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I slowly sat up, my back was a little sore from sleeping on the ground and the position my body was in, that's when I remembered falling asleep and what happened prior to that.

Spock.

Wait! When did I get in my bed? Did Spock put me here? I looked around my room to see nothing. It was like he was never here, everything was gone, the candles, the mats, even the incense.

I slowly got up, stretching as I went. I looked at the clock to see that it was 8:00 a.m. I slept the whole day? I mean we started the meld at like nine in the morning. Wow, I guess it is really tiring.

I headed towards the bathroom to take care of some business as well as shower and brush my teeth. I needed to get ready for the day. I decided that I should go see Spock to make sure everything is all good.

I finished everything that I needed to do, and headed over to Spock's room. I knocked on the door and waited for him to answer. But it seemed to take a while, so I decided that I would peak in and check to see if he was in there.

As I cracked to door open to peak inside, I saw similar candles lit throughout the room and saw Spock sitting on the floor, with his legs crossed, clearly meditating. I was about to leave when I heard him speak.

"It is alright Jim, you may enter. I was just about finished."

"Oh, okay" I said as I walked into the room to go sit on the bed. He stayed in his position for a few more moments before finally opening his eyes and looking at me. I could see the tension in his shoulders go away immediately, and I was glad that he let loose when he was near me.

"Hello," he said as he looked at me fondly and got up heading to sit down next to me.

"Hi." I replied.

He sat down next to me and grabbed my hand, entwining our fingers cause a pleasant tingle to go through my whole hand.

We sat like this for about 5 minutes in complete silence just enjoying the others company until Spock started to speak.

"Jim, are you hungry?"

"Yeah I am actually, I haven't eaten in forever. I was asleep the whole day after the meld."

"Yes, the meld was quite tiring. But you did not sleep the whole day, by the time the meld was finished it was about 6 o'clock in the evening." He said getting up to head to the replicator that was in the room.

"Really? It took that long? I knew it would take awhile but I didn't think it would take that long."

"I told you it was time consuming." He pointed out.

"Yeah, yeah." I said dismissively. "What's for breakfast?"

"I have found recently that I would like to try a traditional human breakfast, I think now would be the appropriate time for pancakes." He stated simply.

"Really? Sweet! Make sure there is extra syrup, it's my favorite." I said with a smile.

Spock got all of the food from the replicator and brought it over to the table where I was already sitting. He sat down and the feast began.

I quickly grabbed a stack of about 5 pancakes and dumped an obscene amount of syrup over the top, while Spock sat silently and watched.

I started to shove a bite in my mouth when I noticed he hadn't even moved.

"What's wrong?" I asked

"I am unsure of how I should prepare the pancakes." He replied.

"Oh, well it's easy, I'll show you."

"Thank you, Jim."

"Alright, how many do you want?" I asked.

"I think two shall suffice." He replied.

"Are you sure? I don't think that's enough. I'll give you three." I said completely ignoring his attempts to stop me.

"Now, do you like syrup? You have to like it, it's a rule."

"I do not think that is a rule Jim." He replied.

"Of course it is!" I said as I started to pour some over his pancakes, pretending that he said he wanted some, even though he never said if he would like any. "Now, take your fork and cut into them and make sure you get a piece from every pancake." I told him.

He did as he was told. I could see that it was a little weird for him to eat this way, but he was trying and it was really cute to see him figuring something new out.

The look in his eyes when he took the first bite was hilarious, of course his face didn't show any emotion but his eyes told it all. They immediately widened and kept darting back from his fork to the plate.

"I find them agreeable." Was all he said. This caused me to laugh out loud.

"Of course they're agreeable. They're amazing." I replied over my chuckles.

After a few minutes of amicable silence I asked another question.

"So we head back to the Enterprise later today right?"

"Yes." He replied.

"So…um, what's the deal with us then?"

"I do not know of a deal that stands between us, Jim." He replied.

"Come on Spock you know what I'm talking about. What are we? Are we dating? All that has happened between us is a couple of intense make out sessions, and I'll admit it right now, I want more." I stated firmly.

"I see," he started, clearly not expecting this conversation over breakfast "I too find myself wanting, as you said 'more'." He said as he looked into my eyes.

My heart started to hammer in my chest. "So, we both want more. That's good, I guess."

"Yes Jim, that is good. However, I do not know if a relationship between us would be the most prudent choice." He stated almost sadly.

It felt like my heart fell out of my chest. "What do you mean it wouldn't be prudent?"

"Jim, you are my superior officer. A relationship between us could cause complications that would not be conducive to the Enterprise and her crew."

"Spock," I started, "just because we're dating it doesn't mean anything is going to happen to the Enterprise. I know how to separate work and my life, and I know you know how to as well. We aren't stupid Spock and I want to make this work, I think this could be a really good thing."

The whole time I was speaking Spock was looking at me intently. He just sat there, with the typical Vulcan mask in play. But once again, his eyes told me everything I needed to know. He wanted me, I could see it, what I was saying was getting through to him.

"Jim, I understand what you are saying." He said, but soon after paused.

He looked at me, I mean really looked at me. He was searching to see that what I said was true, and I really hoped that he thought it was, cause I was trying really hard.

"I find your point to be most convincing." He stated, to my great relief. "I, however, do not want to proceed into this relationship on the wrong basis. In more simpler terms, I would like to take this relationship slow."

"Fine, perfect! We'll take it as slow as you want," I said as I raised my hand and tentatively put it over his shoulder. "I'll wait as long as you want."

He looked at me and raised his hand to cover my own. He slowly grabbed it and arranged my fingers in a particular order, leaving my pointer and middle finger extended. He then took his hand and made the same form, he raised his hand and slowly brought our fingers together at the tips, leaving my fingers feeling warm and tingly, he then brushed his fingers down my own and the warm sensation seemed to double.

He spoke softly, "This is how Vulcan's kiss."