[ENT] [Het] [K+] I Feel Fine
This ficlet was part of The Great Ficlet Project, in which 26 different fandoms were represented, each with a ficlet based on a song lyric provided by my friends list.
Title: I Feel Fine
(REM lyric, provided by Jennyannhass)
Genre: Het
Pairing/Characters: Trip/T’Pol
Length: 311 words
Spoilers: setting is post-Terra Prime where TATV doesn’t exist
He is walking in a grove of blossoming orange trees. The details are painfully sharp: the tangy-sweet scent of the flowers on a warm breeze, the bright white of the blooms starkly contrasting the deep, glossy green of the leaves, the soft buzz of honeybees in the air. He reaches up and picks a ripe fruit from the tree; his thumbnail digs into the firm, moist peel. Patiently, he tears away the thick rind and separates the fruit with damp fingers. He feels a shadow pass over him and is not surprised by her presence. He passes half of the fruit to his right; her hand brushes his as she accepts it. Gently, he strips away a section of the orange and takes a bite, enjoying the way the pulp bursts against his tongue. He licks the sweet juice from his sticky fingers.
Slowly, reality intrudes. The sweet scent that filled the air turns antiseptic. The buzzing of bees becomes a slight whine from the power conduits in the panel behind his bio-bed. (He makes a mental note to fix that.) But the shadow is the same, and so is the presence. He smiles before he even opens his eyes.
“Mornin’, darlin’.” Trip’s voice is scratchy, and he knows he must have been unconscious for quite a while. “What are you doing here?”
T’Pol ignores the fact that it is 18:00 hours, and reaches for his hand. “Your vivid dreams were interfering with my ability to concentrate. I was alarmed by them at first, but Doctor Phlox assures me that this symptom is not uncommon in humans with an elevated temperature. Now that you are conscious, I will call him so that he may see if your condition has improved.”
Trip grasps her hand before she can remove it and smiles at her again. “Stay,” he urges softly. “I feel fine.”
Title: I Feel Fine
(REM lyric, provided by Jennyannhass)
Genre: Het
Pairing/Characters: Trip/T’Pol
Length: 311 words
Spoilers: setting is post-Terra Prime where TATV doesn’t exist
He is walking in a grove of blossoming orange trees. The details are painfully sharp: the tangy-sweet scent of the flowers on a warm breeze, the bright white of the blooms starkly contrasting the deep, glossy green of the leaves, the soft buzz of honeybees in the air. He reaches up and picks a ripe fruit from the tree; his thumbnail digs into the firm, moist peel. Patiently, he tears away the thick rind and separates the fruit with damp fingers. He feels a shadow pass over him and is not surprised by her presence. He passes half of the fruit to his right; her hand brushes his as she accepts it. Gently, he strips away a section of the orange and takes a bite, enjoying the way the pulp bursts against his tongue. He licks the sweet juice from his sticky fingers.
Slowly, reality intrudes. The sweet scent that filled the air turns antiseptic. The buzzing of bees becomes a slight whine from the power conduits in the panel behind his bio-bed. (He makes a mental note to fix that.) But the shadow is the same, and so is the presence. He smiles before he even opens his eyes.
“Mornin’, darlin’.” Trip’s voice is scratchy, and he knows he must have been unconscious for quite a while. “What are you doing here?”
T’Pol ignores the fact that it is 18:00 hours, and reaches for his hand. “Your vivid dreams were interfering with my ability to concentrate. I was alarmed by them at first, but Doctor Phlox assures me that this symptom is not uncommon in humans with an elevated temperature. Now that you are conscious, I will call him so that he may see if your condition has improved.”
Trip grasps her hand before she can remove it and smiles at her again. “Stay,” he urges softly. “I feel fine.”