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[youwereameteor]

He still feels kind of dazed. Washed out. Stunned. At home, he sits on the bed with his hands cradled between his thighs and there's one thing that he can't quite reconcile in his head. From the very beginning, he's known that Reid has always known who James T. Kirk is, not just him, but some other guy too - same name, most of the same history. Jim's always known that, and, some days, it's been easier than others, knowing that his boyfriend was maybe a little in love with him before they even met.

There's one thing he can't make sense of, and it's this: Reid never warned him.
And that's got to count for something, here.

That's got to count for something.