"Everything don't seem like they used to be between you and me // 'Cause I'm missing you"
Who: The canon OTP James Kirk and Spock
Where: The Space Station for that 'shore leave'
What: Spock's been out of it since he threw Kirk out of his quarters - but even more so now for some reason.
The space station wasn't home to the Enterprise, but it would do for the time being while the ship was being repaired. Spock tended to PADD work that had piled up while he was in his dream state, and kept in his temporary room on the station. With the way his body had slept during the coma, his sleep schedule was a little out of whack. The Vulcan could easily fix it, but for the time of being on the station, he decided not to.
The only reason his logic could pinpoint was because he would be awake while the Captain was asleep, thus minimal contact with him. It was...illogical to think it would matter, but Spock knew that his decaying intimate relationship with the Captain would make things 'awkward' as Humans called it. It was an irritating thing, knowing that thought nagged at his head, telling him to either sever things completely, or confront the Captain --- no, Jim...about it.
Spock clicked out of something on his PADD and check the time. It was three o'clock in the morning. A majority of the crew would probably be sleep at this point in time. Perfect for him to get something of nourishment to consume before continuing his work. Getting up from his desk, he headed out of the room and down the hall. His stylus still worked over the surface of the device, feet taking calculated steps as he headed towards the station's mess hall.
Where: The Space Station for that 'shore leave'
What: Spock's been out of it since he threw Kirk out of his quarters - but even more so now for some reason.
The space station wasn't home to the Enterprise, but it would do for the time being while the ship was being repaired. Spock tended to PADD work that had piled up while he was in his dream state, and kept in his temporary room on the station. With the way his body had slept during the coma, his sleep schedule was a little out of whack. The Vulcan could easily fix it, but for the time of being on the station, he decided not to.
The only reason his logic could pinpoint was because he would be awake while the Captain was asleep, thus minimal contact with him. It was...illogical to think it would matter, but Spock knew that his decaying intimate relationship with the Captain would make things 'awkward' as Humans called it. It was an irritating thing, knowing that thought nagged at his head, telling him to either sever things completely, or confront the Captain --- no, Jim...about it.
Spock clicked out of something on his PADD and check the time. It was three o'clock in the morning. A majority of the crew would probably be sleep at this point in time. Perfect for him to get something of nourishment to consume before continuing his work. Getting up from his desk, he headed out of the room and down the hall. His stylus still worked over the surface of the device, feet taking calculated steps as he headed towards the station's mess hall.