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Jim rising before Spock did was unusual and should have been Spock’s first clue that the blonde was up to something.
“Mmm?” Spock mumbled, turning his face to see Jim move to his field of vision. “Jim?”
Soft kisses pressed to his cheek and an explanation that seemed to put him at ease, “I’m fencing with Sulu this morning.” He said, his lips trailing from the dip of his ear to his lips. Jim’s hand came up to gently cup at Spock's cheek, pulses of love and adoration flowing freely from him in gentle waves that sent Spock’s eyes fluttering closed once more. “I’ll see you at lunch, babe.” Jim whispered into the dark before slowly slipping away.
“Nenlohk dwon zeesh.” Spock replied into the darkness, Jim was halfway out the door before he stopped and replied back into the inky abyss of their darkened quarters.
“I love you, too, Spock.” He said and was out the door.
Spock awoke an hour and 23 minutes later, the empty space that Jim left in their bed long since gone cold and Spock found that he, illogically so, missed the feeling of waking up next to his T’hy’la.
There had been nothing amiss as he went about his morning routine, the replicator in their quarters activating on schedule and replicating his morning tea and the lights adjusting as he rose out of bed.
That was, until he opened the mirrored sliding door of his closet and found all his Starfleet regulation uniforms missing, a single shirt and black slacks left in their wake. A piece of paper attached to the hangar that Spock was quick to grab. A simple missive written in Jim’s unmistakable scribble.
;)
Love you!
He let the note fall, the design of the shirt making its presence known and his face flushed a deep green as he bit back whatever obscene noise his human half wanted to let out. Instead, he took a deep breath and simply let himself sigh in the empty room with only the stars as his witness.
“Um Spock…” he heard Nyota speak as he swiftly walked past her, his nose buried in the data PADD he held in his hands. She was the last person he wanted to encounter on the way to his lab. Intent for the day to be spent in solitude with only his experiments for company and lunch brought to him from the galley by an ensign.
He pursed his lips, willing himself to walk at a faster pace, but it was no use, as Nyota fell into step next to him. Her mouth was pressed together tight, the muscles in her cheek flexing as she struggled to refrain from the laugh that threatened to bubble out of her.
“What's with the shirt you’re wearing?” The question finally voiced as Spock refrained from sighing or showing any signs of emotion.
He responded, impressed by his own control to keep his words steady “Jim has emptied my wardrobe for unknown reasons,” He spoke, looking down at his PADD that had just received a notification from said wardrobe thief, “leaving only this tee shirt for me to use, in what I surmise is supposed to be “ ...a joke ”. He replied, his fingers typing out a quick response to Jim that, no, he would not be joining his boyfriend for lunch in the mess hall that day.
“Oh…” Nyota replied, giving up and letting a giggle escape her mouth, “Of course.” her face contorted, trying to school her facial features to that of someone who wasn’t bearing witness to the funniest thing that has happened on the ship in the last three months. She was about to continue on when Spock cut her off.
“Please do not tell Dr. McCoy.” Spock added, his eyes remaining on his PADD, “I fear he will not let me ‘ live this down’ as one might say.” Spock was not one to ask for a favor, especially in this capacity.
Nyota smiled, “Of course, Spock.” She replied, “I’ll see later then? For movie night in 10 Forward?”
Spock stopped, having reached the destination of his own private office, scanning quickly for any kind of life in the hallway as shift start neared and various crew emptied into the halls. “I do not know as of yet,” he responded.
Nyota nodded her head, turning on heel and walking away when she responded, “Jim may have other plans for you two tonight.” She giggled and quickly scurried away, leaving a dark green Vulcan behind her.