A Logical Match
Jim/Spock, Bones, the Enterprise crew
Summary: Jim and Spock have to pretend to be married or risk getting banned from the planet they so desperately need help from. Pre-slash Spirk.
A/N: This is the longest one shot I have ever written and I wrote it in under 24 hours and I hope to god that you will like it.
Other than being my longest one shot to date it’s also my 500th fic on this blog, and I’m also posting it in celebration of James Tiberius Kirk’s (future) birthday, so we’ve got several things to celebrate here! Please enjoy and please consider sending me feedback as it’s always appreciated!
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In retrospect they could’ve gotten out of the situation very easily. One sentence, one explanation, and everything would have been all set and they wouldn’t have been forced to lie. But as Jim had been standing there, his most respected crew members and rather close friends just behind him, his mouth acted quicker than his brain and he’d ended up blurting out “yes” when the king of a very conservative planet had asked if Spock had been his husband.
“We are receiving a special kind of energy from the two of you which can usually be found among married couples who have been together for a long time,” the king had explained after Jim had choked out a “why” after his first misstep.
Jim hadn’t dared correct himself after that. This planet was conservative, but not in the traditional sense that you usually associated with the time before the 1900’s, Earth time of course. They weren’t against same sex couples or interracial or intergalactical couples. Quite the opposite. But the people didn’t like liars or thieves or immorality or even jokes, and if Jim had told them that he wasn’t actually married to Spock there was a big possibility that they would get angry with him because they’d think he’d disrespected them, and if there was something the crew of the Enterprise needed right now it was their help. So rather than confess that he was a single man, Jim had gone along with it, and seeing as Spock was a logical and intelligent being himself he’d followed his lead.
Jim only allowed himself to look at anyone in his crew once they’d been shown to their rooms and left alone to settle in before dinner.
Coincidentally Spock’s eyes were the first ones his met. “Don’t ask me why I said yes.”