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Jim stared in those alien eyes. Such warmth came from them, the look of concern was apparent. He had said he was fine and that he could walk no problem. The bed wasn't that far away. But, those three words that Spock uttered got to him. He felt like he was melting, that he couldn't move, that Spock somehow had hypnotized him with his penetrating gaze. He decided to himself, what could it hurt to let him guide him to the bed.

"I suppose it wouldn't hurt--"Jim didn't get a chance to finish his sentence. He was gathered in Spock's arms and carried away to Jim's bed. Spock slowly deposited him carefully there.

"Are you all right Jim?" Spock asked his friend, his eyes not leaving him.

"I'm much better Spock. You don't have worry about me." Jim replied, looking back at Spock, feeling a tad uncomfortable. He felt so vulnerable. Here he was lying in his bed while his first officer, his best friend was looking at him. He felt like he was being undressed with those Vulcan eyes.

"I am sorry Jim, but it seems I can't help but worry about you. You are very important to me."

Jim didn't know how to respond to that. He decided to choose his words carefully.

"I know what you mean. I feel the same way. You mean very much to me as well. " Jim said hoping that his words were enough.

"How much do I mean to you Jim?" Spock asked curiously. He had been standing next to Jim's bed all this time.

"You mean the world to me. " Jim felt like he couldn't say anything different. It was true. Spock was everything to him.

Spock smiled and approached the bed. Before Jim could protest, he was sitting on it, making less room for them both.

Spock slowly placed a hand on Jim's wrist and said: " It would be illogical for us to protest against our natures. Don't you think?"

Jim just stared and couldn't say anything. Spock leaned closer towards Jim and kissed him. Jim surprised by the sudden contact froze. Moments later, he returned the kiss.

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Jim stared in those alien eyes. Such warmth came from them, the look of concern was apparent. He had said he was fine and that he could walk no problem. The bed wasn't that far away. But, those three words that Spock uttered got to him. He felt like he was melting, that he couldn't move, that Spock somehow had hypnotized him with his penetrating gaze. He decided to himself, what could it hurt to let him guide him to the bed.

"I suppose it wouldn't hurt--"Jim didn't get a chance to finish his sentence. He was gathered in Spock's arms and carried away to Jim's bed. Spock slowly deposited him carefully there.

"Are you all right Jim?" Spock asked his friend, his eyes not leaving him.

"I'm much better Spock. You don't have worry about me." Jim replied, looking back at Spock, feeling a tad uncomfortable. He felt so vulnerable. Here he was lying in his bed while his first officer, his best friend was looking at him. He felt like he was being undressed with those Vulcan eyes.

"I am sorry Jim, but it seems I can't help but worry about you. You are very important to me."

Jim didn't know how to respond to that. He decided to choose his words carefully.

"I know what you mean. I feel the same way. You mean very much to me as well. " Jim said hoping that his words were enough.

"How much do I mean to you Jim?" Spock asked curiously. He had been standing next to Jim's bed all this time.

"You mean the world to me. " Jim felt like he couldn't say anything different. It was true. Spock was everything to him.

Spock smiled and approached the bed. Before Jim could protest, he was sitting on it, making less room for them both.

Spock slowly placed a hand on Jim's wrist and said: " It would be illogical for us to protest against our natures. Don't you think?"

Jim just stared and couldn't say anything. Spock leaned closer towards Jim and kissed him. Jim surprised by the sudden contact froze. Moments later, he returned the kiss.