I totally get how hard it can be to find time to write (and then inspiration when there is time), so you have my sympathies there! if you're looking for prompts, maybe this: K/S and Joanna? Or K/S and vulcan babies? Idk, I just love K/S and kids in general!
Bones has to perform a
complicated procedure on a heavily injured member of the crew, and asks Jim and
Spock to babysit Joanna. Jim of course has endless
meetings to attend and reports to finish, so it falls to Spock. Of course.
Spock still managed to surprise him almost every single day, so Jim really didn’t know why he though this would be any different.
Jim hesitated when he got to the door and braced himself before stepping into their quarters, resigning himself to finding Spock teaching warp theory and mathematics to the world’s most bored little girl.
It took Jim a moment to actually find Spock, because the middle of the floor was not where Spock usually sat. And he wasn’t usually surrounded by crayons and pieces of paper, drawing pictures of… fairies?
Jim walked over and bent down, intending to kiss Spock chastely on the cheek — which completely didn’t work because of course Spock thought it was inappropriate in front of a child. Spock stiffened and Jim settled for the world’s most awkward side hug, ruffling Joanna’s hair as he got up and proceeded to the kitchen.
Spock blushed and shifted around a bit but slowly eased back into it, and by the time Jim had made himself a coffee Spock’s full attention was back to drawing Joanna pictures of… mermaids?
Jim smiled as he sat down at his desk, fully intent on doing work. And he mostly managed, glancing up occasionally to watch Spock’s face set in concentration as he drew yet another mythical creature. Seriously, how does Spock even know what a unicorn is?
The work eventually sucked him in, and Jim wasn’t sure whether it was minutes or hours that had passed. Just when he thought all the day’s surprises were over, Jim looked up to see a sleepy Joanna curled up against Spock on the couch. And Spock was not reading but telling Joanna what was most definitely a bedtime story.
Jim leaned back in his chair and watched Spock, waiting patiently for the moment that Joanna would inevitably fall asleep. Because then he was definitely going to get his kiss.