Chapter 15 - Vulcan Deceased

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(A/n: I'm back yall!, I'll be posting another chapter either tomorrow or the day after. also I hope you can understand what I wrote when you read what Chekov is saying AND lastly please enjoy)


Spock POV

I stop and turn my attention to Y/n who is back at work. I was aware of what I was doing and it amused me how she reacted but left her leg there. I analysed her body language, and the humorous face she was pulling clearly thinking too hard about the work I assigned her.

I analysed how her hair was placed perfectly except for one strand of hair that kept falling in the middle of her face. With her hair being quite short now I would constantly notice her brushing it back, only for it to reposition itself back in its former place making her huff, causing a faint smile to appear on my lips from the entertainment.

I look down at her constant moving hands as they work on the PADD in front of her. Seeing that she has marked out at least 50 destinations within this period of time. I watch her as she scrolls through the map, I look up at her facial expression looking at her beautiful blue eyes (you can change the colour if you want). Her expression is soft until I notice it crunch up, an emotion I've seen countless times but don't understand it, almost like it was, sadness? Pain? Frustration?. I look down trailing where her eyes are glued on until I realize why she was making that unusual face. Pain spreads throughout my chest just like on that fateful day, the PADD showed the map of where Vulcan once was. The graphic map only showed its sun and the rubble that still floats within that area of the now deceased planet.

I watch as Y/n sits back into her seat still looking at the PADD with her expression turning numb. I begin to move my leg intertwining it around hers that once leaned against mine. I caught her attention, making her turn her head towards me showing another expression, one that I understand the meaning behind. Sorrowful but receptive. The face I've seen numerous times on my mother. I'd always ask the meaning behind that expression, she'd respond with 'it's a face someone makes when they are unhappy, for example sad but when someone special comforts them it makes them feel like they're not alone'. I never understood exactly why she was sad when she explained but in this moment of time I understand why Y/n is feeling this way.

Y/N POV

I look at Spock appreciative, I look into his eyes able to see clearly he is saddened as well. It was obvious that he didn't know I could tell what he was feeling since personally it was clear as day but to others they probably thought he wasn't feeling anything. A thud sound catches my attention, blinking a few times. I realised I zoned out looking into his eyes and it seemed like he did too. I turn my attention to what broke out once again 'moment'. Seeing someone had dropped their Data PADD, it was a young guy that looked around my age in blue uniform and blonde hair.

I turn back to Spock seeing that he was already looking at me, I look at him questionable. "When was the last time you visited that location?" he questions. "A year before the destruction so.. 5 almost 6 years if I'm not mistaken" I responded as my eyes began to water a little, the thought of guilt that I refused to visit my planet and my family that year because I was too focused on studying. I missed Vulcan a lot, it might have looked dry and dead but the views from the high rock mountains were beautiful and relaxing. I blind away the waters as I turn back to him, "What about you? When did you visit last?". Spock looks away as his brows crunch almost like his thinking, he looks but up to me meet my eyes. "We can talk about this after our shift, I apologies for distracting you and asking inappropriate questions that aren't related to your assigned task" he responds obviously a little guilty for avoiding the question.

"Oh right, yes, I apologize. I'll get back to work" say turning my chair back to my PADD though I get stuck zoning out again as I look at the empty spaced map.

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