Star Trek Imagines

You go on a date (Spock)

"Spock seriously? You plan on taking her to one of those Vulcan restaurants?" Jim said, both males sitting in the cafeteria on lunch break, having discussed what the half Vulcan had on his mind, which wasn't a good idea.

Spock raised a brow, his slanted eyebrow slanting more as he did so. "That's correct, I don't detect any failed outcomes." He responded, his face as emotionless as ever, except around you (Even if he doesn't want to admit it.). Jim sighed as he rubbed his temples, it would definitely be a difficult task helping Spock with your date.

He looked around and soon spotted Uhura, throwing a piece of bread at her head to attract her attention, which he obviously did as she glared at him, stomping over to them.

Spock seemed somewhat confused as to why he threw a piece of bread to Uhura, thinking maybe it was a human costume. He would have to ask his mother in her next visit to Earth.

"James Tiberius Kirk, why the hell did you throw a bread to my head?!" She said as she tried to get the crumbs off her hair, failing miserably as they stayed there. She sighed, her glare only intensifying as she took a seat, being motioned by Jim. "Spock here needs help, he obviously doesn't know how to plan dates."

He started off, making her raise a brow "What do you mean? What does he have in mind?" She asked as she looked at Spock who only took another sip of his water, setting it down in the cupholder he had set on the table.

Jim snorted as he tried to contain his laugh "He... he wanted to take (Y/N) to a Vulcan restaurant" He said, receiving a cold stare from Spock. He thought it was rather insulting how he laughed at a proposal like that. Uhura couldn't help but snort a bit as she turned to look at Spock with an amused expression.

"Alright Spock, your idea is good, but I don't think it will be proper to go on a first date." She replied after a moment of thinking in silence. She crossed her arms against her chest, her chest puffing out a bit, feeling important in a mission like that.

Spock on the other hand was still trying to process why it was a bad idea. He had made specific calculations and there was only a 1.009007 percent it failed. He had checked every angle and possibility, having found nothing wrong, but it seems both had different ways of thinking.

"What would you suggest?" He asked, his food long forgotten. Uhura smiled "Spock, I heard somewhere you know how to dance, is it true?" Spock only nodded, not understanding where it would be going. Uhura smiled and leaned in closer. "Ok, so this is the plan"

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"I have to wear this mask?" You asked Uhura, looking at the (Y/F/C) colored mask, which you thought it was beautiful. She nodded and smiled, turning around "Be puntual to the bridge at eight understood?" She said in a playful warning tone, making you roll your eyes.

"Yes mom" You replied as you rolled your eyes playfully and closed the door after she left, getting your dress out, which strangely matched the mask, setting it down on the bed as you took a shower.

You couldn't help but wonder what Spock had planned to do for your date. He was rather a mystery to you, but you didn't mind, knowing how difficult it was for him to express himself. You stepped out of the shower, wrapping a fluffy towel around you as you dried your hair, gazing into your reflection in the mirror.

You took the dress in your hands and slipped it on, smiling as you twirled in front of the mirror, thinking you looked at least decent. By the time you were out of your room it was 7:50, and by the time you would reach the bridge, it would be exactly 8:00, which was fantastic for you considering how Spock liked to be punctual.

Soon enough, you had arrived at the bridge, noticing how it was dimly lit and you could barely see anything. You snapped out to reality when you heard precise and soft steps behind you. You stayed turned around, your back facing him as he soon stopped besides you.

"(Y/N), you are early" He spoke with surprise lacing his voice, looking at you with what you recognized as amazement. You turned around, looking up at him, watching his towering figure look at you back with gleaming eyes. "You... you are... beautiful" He said breathlessly, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear.

You couldn't help but blush, feeling your stomach with butterflies as you licked your dry lips, preparing a response out of your shock. "Y..you are quite handsome today Spock" You finally said, watching as his ears blushed a green color.

And you were not lying, you couldn't deny he looked handsome in the black suit he was wearing, fitting in the right sides, making him look professional yet stunning. Your jaw almost dropped at the sight of his hair, which was stiled in a very different way than his usual bowl cut.

The corneres of his mouth quirked slightly upwards as he took your hand in his gently, guiding you to a table set with dinner. You both had a wonderful time, speaking formally yet it was a comfortable conversation. You thought it was over, but you were so wrong when he stood up and offered you a hand to take. "May I have this dance with you?" He spoke softly.

You nodded, following him to the center of the bridge, where normally the Captain's chair was, but it had been removed for that occasion. He took your right hand in his, wrapping a strong yet careful arm around your waist, gently pulling you closer to him, your chests almost touching.

Soon enough, a soft waltz started, and you were shocked seeing Chekov standing next to the music player with a microphone, singing the waltz in Russian, which you thought fitted perfectly.

You both danced beautifully, your and his movements in sync, both moving as if you had already danced together many times. You felt a strong connection between you, and you couldn't help but just gaze into his eyes, him doing the same as you both danced together.

Nearing the ends of the waltz, he leaned down and connected his lips with yours in a gentle kiss. You felt your heart flutter, kissing him back as the song slowly died down to a stop.

Two hearts ran to the end of the world. They recognized each other's eyes at the final border of the end and infinity. In that particular moment, they hugged each other. No one dares to separate them.