Spock's Heart (Spock X Reader) (#Wattys2018)

Explanation -29-

{{Most of you guys wanted the fluff chapter first XD I dont blame you. So here you go! <3}}

You stepped into you room. Oh so much you wanted to spend time with Spock. Your Vulcan. His Human...

He had duties though, and you knew he would always choose his job first. You were given the day off after the mission for rest, and so was Bones and the rest of the team for the mission. Spock was given a break too, but he obviously declined it by explaining that he had work to be done.

Nothing really caught your interest when it came to finding something to do, so you did what you always ended up doing.

Walking down the same halls, walking past the same doors, and the same people.

You wondered how Jim was able to look at all the same things for all this time. You have only been here for a couple weeks and you were already bored.

But you had a sense. A sense of belonging to all these familiar places. You were meant to be here, and you knew it. It has always been your dream to come here. You family were never ones to be super extraordinary.

They had normal jobs, normal houses, normal lives. You didn't want to be normal...

It was very hard on your parents when you wanted to join Star Fleet. No one in your family ever left besides to get their own house, but going into Outer Space was a lot farther then just being in a new house.

You knew it hurt them, but you also knew that they were proud of you for sticking with your dreams. You dreams to be more then normal. More then ordinary...and in some cases, more that extraordinary.

You were unique.

Walking into the bar, you recognized more people hen you did the day you first visited the bar. Even thought you didn't know them personally, you still knew them in some way.

You sat at the same table, on the same chair.

You smiled that you were able to have your own unique routine. You own spot to call your own, yet something was missing.

A drink?

Food?

Something to do?

No.

It was someone to talk to.

You were never the very talkative person in your family unless it was someone your knew, but something felt different. You felt as if anyone would be a good conversation partner.

Looking around you saw the handful of people around you at different tables. They were occupied with their own company though.

You didnt want to be the type to barge into peoples space. You crossed you arms and leaned on your palm. Looking in front of you, you saw the empty seat across for your own.

You imagined your friend. She would be sitting there making jokes that would make you laugh a little. If one of her jokes were really funny, she would catch you off guard while you fell on the floor laughing. People around you would look at your strangely, but you didn't care.

You wondered what she was doing, but you assumed she was in her room talking to her own friends that she made when she first got on the Enterprise. She was always better at making friends.