Jim shot up in his bed, again awoken in a cold sweat by the dreams that haunted him in his sleep. Dying had definitely had an impact on the young man. He squinted through the dark at the clock on the nightstand. It read 2 am, and he laid back with a groan. It was still 4 hours until his shift, but he decided to get up and check on the crew. He pulled on his form-fitting, black Starfleet shirt and made his way from his quarters to the bridge.
Upon arriving to the bridge, he was met by a murmured 'keptin on ze bridge.' Jim nodded at the curly haired ensign and lumbered toward the Comm, where Sulu was busy tapping away.
"How is she, Mr. Sulu?" he asked.
"Everything is running smoothly, Captain. We should arrive at our destination within a handful of hours," Sulu confirmed quietly.
"Why's everyone so quiet?" inquired the captain, not only to Sulu, but to the whole bridge.
Chekov cleared his throat. "Eef you vould take a look at ze keptin's chair, sir," he whispered with his heavy Russian accent. Jim's attention redirected to his precious chair, where he found Commander Spock sleeping, his head rested on his shoulder as he snored softly.
"Eet seems zat ze Commander hass... retired early," the boy explained. "Seems so," muttered Jim. He stepped carefully toward the Vulcan, trying to avoid waking him, but he was dead asleep. For a second, Jim thought he WAS dead, but that was disproved by the gentle rise and fall of his chest.
Then, looking over his shoulder to make sure no one was looking, Jim picked up his sleeping commander, who immediately wrapped his legs around him. He smiled and sat down in the chair, finally managing to fall back asleep after a few minutes.
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3 hours later, Spock awoke to a warm body underneath his. He blinked the sleep out of his eyes and looked up to see the sleeping face of none other than Captain James Tiberius Kirk. Spock stiffened and blushed bright green.
Jim was a light sleeper, so he woke up when he felt something shift in his lap. "G'mornin' Mr. Spock," he yawned.
"Captain, m-my sincerest apologies. I-"
"Aw, shut it, Pointy," Jim said playfully, leaving the flustered Vulcan speechless.
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AN: Credit to fangqian on dA for the cover. This is the first oneshot in a collection! Enjoy c:
