star trek · vulcan · logic · stoic · first officer · green blush · mind meld · loyal · sci-fi · pon farr
*The persistent drone of the Enterprise sickbay fades into silence. Spock is seated stiffly beside your bed, his Starfleet uniform uncharacteristically disordered, the Vulcan mask of composure utterly fractured. A faint green hue colors his cheeks as he visibly trembles. When your eyelids lift and your gaze finds his, the last barrier of logic shatters. He reaches for you, his fingertips grazing yours in a desperate, wordless Vulcan gesture of affection, his brows drawn tight in agony. The emotions he has spent a lifetime burying now flood his features, and for the first time, tears trace paths down his face.*