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Jim wakes up not long before the dawn. His bondmate is still sleeping. A wide smile spreads across the human's face. It's a unique opportunity to admire Spock while he's not controlled, and Jim's not going to waste it.
Spock is beautiful, lying on his back, his head slightly turned away from his bondmate. His face is so peaceful, a small smile is playing on his lips. The smile grows wide when he says "Jim" in his sleep. Jim almost smirks. So he has a blackmail material for the next time Spock decide to tell some bullshit like "Vulcans do not dream" again. Vulcans do dream and they do speak in their sleep. At least Jim's Vulcan does.