It just was. They were who they were, separate yet somehow the same. The same person, born and bred and raised on different circumstances. While they did not have the same face, it hardly mattered.
Kirk leaned into those hands, his eyes half closing, enjoying the heat of Jim's touch. Same people, too. They needed their crew, needed Spock and Bones.
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Date: 2009-10-14 02:33 pm (UTC)Kirk leaned into those hands, his eyes half closing, enjoying the heat of Jim's touch. Same people, too. They needed their crew, needed Spock and Bones.