(f/n). The newest member to join in on the U.S.S. Enterprise. At first, you were rather tight with everyone. All friends. You would laugh off Kirk's constant flirting and help Bones in the sick bay. You seemed to get along well with everyone except one person... Spock. Or Mr.Spock as you were told to call him. Every time you tried to talk to him, he'd make an excuse to leave. Was it something about you that he didn't like? It really bothered you since you were rather fond of the vulcan. Whenever he would walk away, you swore you could see the tips of his ears and cheeks turn green! Did you really make him that sick? One day, at your station, as you were randomly looking through files, you found one on vulcans. You found a picture of someone doing the vulcan salute and attempted to do it yourself. After successfully forming the salute, you noticed Spock watching from his station. You immediately blushed and turned away. Hearing the footsteps behind you, you tried to quickly close the files but it was too late.
"Commander (l/n). What are you doing? It is highly illogical for you to be looking at files when there is work to be done."
"I was just a little curious." You said, spinning around in your chair so you could face the man.
"I was trying to learn this." Whispering your words, you lifted your hand in a vulcan salute. Spock mimicked your actions and pressed his hand lightly to yours before the same green tint covered his ears and cheeks. You pulled away, in fear of making him upset by saluting. You heard a light chuckle and both you and the half vulcan turned to see Kirk in the doorway.
"Spock... what did we just do?"
When you turned around, he was gone. But you could still hear your captain:
"Spock and (y/n) sitting in a tree. Vulcan k-i-s-s-i-n-g~☆"
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