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Something he was trying to tell me.

Summary:

Kirk and Spock Prime are very close, his passing hits Kirk hard, as do the memories they shared. Spock attempts to break him out of his grief with mixed results.

Notes:

Thanks to the impossible internet-archeology work being done by trekkie-lkm-archive I have regained access to some very old fanfiction.

Normally, when I crosspost old fic like this, I am very adamant about not correcting any errors, typographical or otherwise. My goal isn't to improve this old fic, just to preserve it. This is a historical record, a copy of something that might be lost.

None of the original text has been edited--either for typographical or grammatical errors.

This fic has a video link that is currently defunct. Another link to a video of that scene has been substituted in.

Chapter 1: Prompt

Chapter Text

Because this particular prompt is so substantial I will include it in its entirety as a prologue. The fill begins with chapter 2.

Original Prompt:

A long time after the movie, Kirk/Spock Prime.

The USS Enterprise gets called to the Vulcan colony on request of the Ambassador (Spock Prime) who is on his death bed. Kirk reflects on their recurring meetings (and the subsequent mind-meld sex thing they do) and stays by Spock Prime (alone with lots of hand-holding and touching and just plain natural intimacy, and also really very private as Kirk is the only one that Spock Prime wants to see) and they do one last mind-meld kiss as Spock Prime dies (do a bit on where Kirk finally leaves Spock Prime's room to tell someone that he died).

Lots of angsty sadness on Kirk's part because he felt that Spock Prime was the only one with whom he had any meaningful relationship- who never doubted anything he did from the moment they met (mention how he had no doubt that Kirk would be captain and how he seemed confused that he just wasn't), who always believed and loved him, regardless of what he did- and this carries on for the entire time they are there for the funeral. Lots of reminiscing here, about all the mind-meldy sex and the lovely, fuzzy emotions they induced, please.

Then, the night before the Enterprise leaves again, Spock v2.0 seeks out Kirk because he doesn't understand why he's all sad and basically wants to absolve the issue so his captain can work properly. He finds Kirk alone on the bridge, sitting in his chair. He attempts to talk to him but Kirk doesn't respond.

Finally, after a while of accomplishing nothing, Kirk stands up and just kisses the hell out of Spock. A long, drawn out dirty kiss. Then he pulls back and storms off without explanation because it wasn't the same as kissing Spock Prime at all- there was no mind-meld thing, no connection- it didn't even physically feel the same.

Ends with Kirk walking back to his room on the Enterprise (not to the place the colony gave them), vowing to never return to the Vulcan colony if he can avoid it, because really, what's the point anymore? The other Vulcans don't like him anyway.

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Okay, I am aware that the prompt is long and that the resulting fic will be long too. But I just need this fic and I'd really like to see someone put the prompt into prose. I meant what I said in the title. I will write any prompt the writer for this prompt wants.

SOMEONE JUST WRITE IT PLEASE.

Anonymous, May 16 2009. Here.

Well, too long to post here without feeling like a jerk, so I'll de-anon and link it. I hope it's okay! :3

[Something he was trying to tell me.] - Linked

 

May I also recommend that you re-watch this before/during reading:

Are Spoilers from Wrath of Khan still spoilers? It's not exactly...new?

So I wrote a fic for the st_xi_kink meme. The prompt was very...elaborate--but, being the sucker for tragedy that I am, I had to write it out.

I mean, really, MY OTP AND B'AW?

I don't think I included quite as much OBVIOUS!RELATIONSHIP!IS!OBVIOUS as the prompter wanted, but I hope it's okay.

Me.