“Spock, I gotta tell you something. Uhm, so. Here goes. I love - “
“I am aware of your romantic feelings towards Lieutenant Uhura. Furthermore, I think I clarified that I am in no relationship with her, implying that you are free to attempt to court her or what ever technique you prefer to - “
“What the - no! That’s literally absolutely not what I wanted… listen, just listen!”
“ - I cannot explain why this particular topic evokes an emotional response within me. I need to go meditate on this. Was that everything, Captain?”
“No, it wasn’t! It’s not Uhura, you dumbass, Jesus Christ, you’re so goddamn - “
“There is no need to insult me, Captain - “
“It’s you! Fuck, it’s you, alright, I love you, you dumb pointy-eared oaf!”
“…pardon?”
“You heard me. Superior half-Vulcan ears, I’m aware. I’m gonna go now, before this gets any more awkward. So, uh, you wanted to meditate or somethin’.”
“Am I wrong in my assumption that one would usually wait for a reply?”
“Huh? A - jeez, well, maybe I don’t wanna hear how much you don’t like me, okay? I just wanna go, forget that this ever happened, okay?”
“Negative. The feeling is mutual.”
“…what the fuck?”
“I suggest we relocate ourselves into my quarters and you perform a typical human kiss that usually follows after a romantic confession. Is that adequate?”
“Hell yeah. Lead the way.”
“Very well. …and please do not hold my hand in public, Capt - Jim.”