[SOL! Verse - Just a Dance]

[nyota_uhura24]

It was Jim's third weekend as the diner's regular musician. There hadn't been any real trouble since that first night, though Nyota's father had insisted that if anyone harassed Jim again that she come get him immediately. Nyota just hoped it never became an issue. She and her father were both thrilled to have a musician whose music really meant

Comments

[owns_the_chair]

Jim met Kamau's glare dead on, his smile never faltering even as he held the other man's gaze. Blue eyes grew colder and harder, and unspoken warning in them as they met brown ones that were so different than those Jim had lost himself in not half an hour earlier. The air thickened as neither man was willing to look away.

A flash of carefully controlled anger flickered like summer lightning deep within Jim's gaze at Kamau's thinly veiled insult to his music. And that seemed to be enough for Kamau to withdraw, flitting his eyes away quickly and turning to leave. Jim couldn't help feeling a certain amount of satisfaction. Judging by his injuries, Kamau was way beyond his depth when it came to anything other than petty street brawls. A part of Jim wished he could stay that way forever, but it was unlikely.

He packed up his bag again and followed the two siblings as they made to leave, catching Nyota's silent question and answering with a smile and a surreptitious thumbs up. All he needed was to pick up his guitar and tug on his jacket, and he was ready to go. He even went as far as to hold open the door for the two Uhuras as they exited the diner, smiling sweetly at Kamau and somewhat more softly and genuinely at Nyota before he turned to vanish into the night.