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chocolatemillkk · 7 years ago

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The Only Exception (JS)

Request: Joe x The Only Exception by Paramore

I had only just gotten there and already I felt out of place. Everyone here obviously knew each other; they greet one another with big smiles and inside jokes that go over my head. My smile feels stretched thin as I eye an empty chair and head towards it.

"Y/N," Zoe stops me. "I'm so glad you actually made it!"

"I'm still in Brighton until Thursday so I thought it would be rude not to," I say politely. I'd recently landed a job with Zoe and she'd taken me under her wing, noticing how often I felt out of place. I just wasn't very good at mingling in a group setting-I was more of a one-on-one person.

"Do you want a bite? There's a lot of dessert on the dining table and I know you've got a sweet tooth like me!"

I laugh, "Zoe I've already managed to eat two donuts and at least four of the meringues you made! I'll just stick with my drink for now."

"If you say so," Zoe smiles. We chat a bit about her upcoming book and she asks me to come around tomorrow for lunch. When she spots Alfie, she leaves to check on something so I continue my journey to the chair which was miraculously still empty. I settle in with a sigh and look around the room. This was what I could tolerate at parties and the only thing I enjoyed: people watching.

I notice the flirting amongst people and try to push back the creeping loneliness. Romance wasn't going to solve that-I knew that already. I was lonely because I'd been staying in Brighton the last couple weeks while my home was in London. I missed my flatmate and nights out with my girl friends.

I didn't really believe in love-not after the childhood I'd had. As a child, I'd watched the two people I thought would be together for eternity crumble right in front of my eyes. Teary fights followed my cold silence had stripped me of any notion that true love existed. I watched my dad cry over a broken heart and my mom swear that she would never forget how love wasn't real. That was when I'd decided that, deep in my soul, love never lasts. Strings of dates and temporary, selfish boyfriends just proved it.

I learned I would just have to find other ways to make it alone, and keep a straight face. Comfortably distant from any boy who tried to get to know me, I was content with my loneliness-I had my best friends to keep me company. The only time that failed was when one of them did get into a relationship. But it always ended, like I knew they would.

"Hey Y/N," Zoe's boyfriend Alfie stops by my chair. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah," I nod politely. "Just taking a break from socialising."

"Alright," he accepts the excuse. "I can get another drink for you if you want? Just let me know if you need anything."

"Thanks I'm still working on this one," I say. Alfie was sweet and I had to admit he and Zoe were cute together. But of course, it wouldn't last. Eventually they'd split. It would just be tragic when it happened and I hoped children weren't in the picture.

I'm minding my own business, watching Zoe's guests interact when a pair of blue eyes catch my own. When you're a silent observer, you forget that people can see you too and apparently I'd just been caught by Zoe's brother.

Joe gives me a warm smile, the corner of his eyes crinkling and I smile back involuntarily. His smile was captivating.

He squeezes between a group and walks towards me. "Y/N right?" He asks when he reaches me.

"Yeah," I respond. I'd only met Joe once on shoot and the only interaction I had was giving him a change of clothing. We hadn't gotten the chance to talk and now that we were, I felt myself clamming up.

"You were at last week's shoot weren't you?" Joe leans again the wall beside the armchair. I lean back in my seat so I don't have to crane my neck to see him.

"I was yeah. Didn't get a chance to be introduced though."

"Zoe's talked about you," he shakes his head. "She talks like you're her literal guardian angel."

I laugh, "Glad I'm doing my job well then."

"Oh you know Zo," he says with affection. "Anyone she works with is immediately her friend-it's not even about the job."

"Well thanks for making me feel better about myself," I laugh and so does he. My tongue loosens up and I relax a little. "Your sister's lovely."

"Unfortunately it doesn't run in the genes," Joe jokes.

"It doesn't?" I ask. "I don't think I've ever heard a bad word about you!"

"Keeping tabs on me then?" Joe smirks.

"I've followed the Suggs long before working for one." I feel the blood rushing to my face. "I know your reputations."

"Are you blushing?" Joe leans down to squint at my face. The dim lighting was making it hard to see but his blue eyes are as clear as day in front of me.

"I'm not blushing!" I push his shoulder away playfully and he laughs. Suddenly, a loud voice carries over the crowds and our attention is drawn to Alfie who's saying something in the middle.

"Do you mind scooching over?" Joe asks and I do as he asks. He balances on the arm of the chair and holds onto the back of it. I'm hyperaware of how close we are and I feel the attraction. There was no denying how handsome Joe Sugg was and the fact that he'd come over here to talk to me was kind of him. But was he worth the risk, I wonder? Knowing the sort of guy he was from his vlogs-probably not. We'd get bored of one another.

"-bonfire in the back." Alfie's voice carries over. "Zoe and I are really thankful to have all of you in our lives and we want to thank you for clearing your schedules and making it out tonight. I know Zoe's worked really hard on her book and I'm really proud of her. Now let's roast some marshmellows."

We hoot and holler and people begin heading outdoors.

"Alfie sure knows how to give a speech," Joe comments.

"He is quite good with words," I agree as we stand and join the group moving out. "If I ever have a scandal, I know who to hire."

"As if somebody like you would have a scandal," Joe scoffs.

"Somebody like me?" I arch an eyebrow. "You know me now?!"

"I know you enough," Joe says mysteriously but before I can ask for an explanation he's called by someone as outside and he leaves my side to greet them. It feels like the temperature drops with his departure but I shake my head and make my way to a spot alone.

"Sorry about that," Joe makes his way back to me a half hour later. I'd given up roasting marshmellows-burning all of them-and was content just sitting by the fire as it was keeping me warm.

"It's fine," I shake my head. "You don't have to babysit me if you want to hang out with a friend-go ahead."

"Nah," I feel something being wrapped around me and realise Joe had been unfolding a blanket behind me. "Most of the people here are Zoe's friends anyway."

"I thought I was her friend too?" I tease.

"Well you're my friend now and it's too bad for Zoe." Joe bumps his shoulder into mine.

"There's enough to go around," I bump his shoulder back and we smile, sharing a silence as we observe the party around us together.

"Don't you want this?" I ask about the blanket when I spot the goosebumps on Joe's arms.

"I'm alright, you looked cold." Joe says but he hesitates so I open up my arm and he grabs the other end to wrap around him. "You didn't want marshmellows?" Joe asks once he's in.

"Do you see that pile?" I point out to a section of the bonfire near us. "I burned every one I tried-that's my marshmellow cemetry."

Joe shakes with laughter at my comment and being in the same blanket as him, I can't help but join in.

"Marshmellow Cemetry sounds like a band name." Joe wipes his tears. "I like that."

"They probably don't like it," I point to the burning pile which gets us laughing again. Joe decides to hunt down marshmellows and joins me with the remainder of a bag. He toasts them perfectly and then hands me the stick and we enjoy them, getting to know each other better. As the party wears down and someone in the crowd calls him over, he leaves with the promise of picking up our conversation later. It doesn't bother me too much-it's not like I had any expectations.

•••

The next time I see Joe is when I'm back in London. I'm out with my friends and I spot him in the club. He's chatting up another girl-typical. I decide not to interrupt his romancing and dance with my girls instead but stop when I feel a hand on my waist. I stop the roaming hand with my own and turn to those blue eyes.

"Joe," I pretend to act more surprised than I was. I note that his hand remains on my waist so I stop swaying.

"I wasn't expecting to see you here!" Joe shouts. I wonder whether I should mention I'd seen him but decide not to. Instead I introduce him to my friends who greet him politely and then give us space. Two of his friends come by and he introduces me too. I smile and pretend to hear what they're saying but the club is so loud.

"Me and Y/N are starting a band!" Joe says to his friends. He glances at me and I raise an eyebrow.

"Don't you already have one?" One of them shouts-I already forget his name.

"No this one's got a good name!" Joe looks at me with a look like I'm in on his joke. And then I realise I was; here amongst strangers, I had somebody to share an inside joke with. The thought makes me feel giddy and it's dangerously hopeful so I try to fan out the flame. Instead I watch Joe explain to his friends the name but they soon lose interest and wander elsewhere leaving us together again.

"You look good by the way!" Joe shouts and I notice that he was indeed slightly drunk.

"Thanks," I say. "You're drunk!"

"Thanks!" He says and I realise he hadn't heard me properly which sends me into a fit of laughter. He laughs with me without knowing what was happening and uses the opportunity to wrap his arms around my waist and pull me towards him. His breath brushes against my neck and I feel my heart quicken its pace. I couldn't deny I wanted him and the way his eyes glance at my lips and his hands tighten on my waist I knew I wasn't the only one.

So it's a matter of seconds before our lips connect. His mouth is hot on mine and I press my body closer to his in the already crowded space. It's the usual: we get out into the cool air and find our way back to his. He's gentle, asking me if I was alright with everything he did. It feels more tender than most one-night stands felt but to me, that's all this was. I wasn't going to fool myself and extend anything with Joe. It would end eventually and the longer it went on the stickier the breakup-especially when I worked with his sister.

The morning makes it harder though. Joe has one arm thrown over me when I wake in the strange room but his face reminds me I was in a safe place. His features are relaxed and his face loses the sexiness from last night. He looks boyish and vulnerable in the morning light but despite my heart turning to mush, I keep my grip on reality and slip out from under his arm. He shifts in his sleep but I manage to sneak out, only looking back once.

•••

I'm sat at the meeting with Zoe and our small team a couple weeks later. She touches my arm lightly and asks if I wanted tea and since I'd taken the early train with no breakfast, I agree. Right before she exits the room, her phone vibrates and I glance at it as I'm the closest to it.

"Is that my brother," Zoe can see her phone from the doorway. "Do you mind picking that up? He just has questions about when he can release info about the merch-I said to call when you were around."

"Oh right," I stumble over my words. I hadn't talked to Joe since that night and I didn't feel up to it at the moment. "Hello?" I say. The others two at the meeting are discussing something on the tablet so I swivel in my chair for a sense of privacy.

"Hey...Zoe?"

"No," I take a breath. "It's Y/N-she's just stepped out of the meeting for-"

"Y/N?" Joe repeats. "Oh. Hey."

I expected the frigid response but it stings a little more than it should have. "Hey yeah...she said you wanted the dates for the merch."

"Right, yeah." Joe responds.

I give him the dates and the phone goes silent. "Okay, if that was it then-"

"Wait." Joe stops me. "Did you leave because-are you not interested or were you scared? Was it too fast? Or-"

"Maybe it's best not to discuss this now." I say just as Zoe reurns with a kettle. "Zoe's back did you want to speak with her?"

"No I'm alright." Joe says in a clipped voice. "It's all good." I put the phone down and fake a smile, telling Zoe I'd answered all his questions. But it's a lie as I hadn't. Joe wasn't like other guys I'd gone out with. His infectious smile and gentle hands and caring nature left me feeling guilty about how I'd left him. But no, I try to hold onto reality. Nothing worthwhile would come from us getting together. It wasn't worth the risk.

But maybe he was the exception, a side in me I didn't know existed whispers. It sounds hopeful again. I squash it down.

•••

"My brother was asking for your number," Zoe says after the meeting. "I thought you two already exchanged them?"

"I've only had contact with him through you," I say, hoping it wasn't obvious to her that it was a white lie.

"I'll send your number to him." Zoe says. "That way he'll stop annoying me with a million questions. I'll tell him this week and he'll ask me the same one next week."

I chuckle at her annoyance and look back to my screen to finish writing up the descriptions for the project we were working on. Joe was leaving a bittersweet taste in my mouth.

On my train ride home from Brighton, I get a call from an unknown number.

"Hello?" I hesitate.

"Y/N. It's Joe. Zoe gave me your number."

"Right," I shift in my seat. "Did you need something?"

"Yeah," Joe says. "I don't mean to sound clingy or whatever but i just-I feel like we had something. Between us. And you left so quickly the next morning and I just want to make sure you're alright. That I didn't pressure you too much or anything?"

"Oh no nothing like that." I reply quickly. I thought it was endearing that Joe cared enough to check in even though weeks had gone by.

"So maybe I could ask if you want to go out sometime?"

"Oh," I pause, unsure where to step in order to avoid any explosions. "About that. I'm just a bit...busy? At the moment."

"I hope I'm not the type of guy you have to make excuses to." Joe's voice gains an edge. "I made sure to ask Zoe she said your team's basically done the work. I'm a big boy, Y/N. If you're not interested in me you can just say."

"I am interested in you!" I blurt and immediately regret it. A middle aged man turns to glance at me and I turn to the window. "It's just I don't think this is going to go anywhere. Nothing good is gonna come from us getting together."

"Where'd you get that from?" Joe asks, his words laced with annoyance. "You know what? It's fine. Forget it. I'll see you around Y/N."

Before I could say goodbye, he's hung up and I feel like crying. I didn't mean to hurt him like that. I flash back to my own parents, the sadness in my father's eyes and the bitterness in my mother's. Was I turning into them without even having my heart broken? But maybe, the new side in me says, maybe they're the ones that broke your heart.

That's how I find myself getting off at a different tube station and walking towards Joe's flat. When he opens the door, he's surprised to see me but widens the door to let me in.

We don't pick up from the other night. Not at first. First, Joe pours me a glass of wine and we talk. I open up for the first time, explaining that I'd grown comfortable with the loneliness, that I didn't believe in love after everything I'd witnessed. Just saying it all erases the comfortable silence I'd cushioned every relationship I'd ever had as a way to protect myself.

After I've exhausted myself with words and cried every tear within me, Joe cups my face and kisses both eyelids. He then holds me, telling me his own version-his promise to never hurt me.

"I promise," he says. "I'll help unbreak your heart. And you can bury me in the marshmellow cemetry if I ever do anything otherwise."

I laugh, which feels weird after the emotions of the day. He laughs with me and then pulls me up, both of us walking to his bedroom, lingering along the way to undress the other. Joe leaves promises all over me as we continue where we left off a couple weeks ago and snuggles me into his arms after. Joe was the only exception, and I was on my way to believing; in hope, in togetherness, in love. I pray I wouldn't wake up to have this just be a dream. But the next morning, when I open my eyes to a room that was getting more familiar, I turn to spot Joe watching me. If eyes were the window to the soul, he was giving me a glimpse of his and it looked pure and promising and full of a gentle love.

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btswaifeu · 7 years ago

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Replacement | o2

genre: angst/ fluff

pairing: taehyung x reader x ot7

summary: you’ve been working alone with the boys for quite some time, but as things got harder to manage, another housekeeper joined. What happens when taehyung’s beloved necklace went missing? Who would he trust?

previously | next

previously ;

“Nothing haha, i find her really adorable.”Hearing that, your mood instantly changed, but you didn’t let it show. You forced out a smile and half heartedly agreed with him while pulling the covers up to your head.

The next day, you shot up from underneath the covers and heard noises from the living room. Coming out from taehyung’s room, you were greeted with the sight of the boys and won jae eating Mcbreakfast. Normally, sejin wouldn’t allow them to eat breakfast from a fastfood chain, but since they were eating already, you decide to ignore it and inform won jae later on their diet.

The month passed relatively smooth, occasionally with missing items like their socks and soaps. You were actually dumbfounded when won jae started crying the moment sejin asked her if she saw the items or not. He quickly dismissed interrogating her since she couldn't contain her feelings.

Also in that month, won jae have gotten extremely close to the boys, and she have been violating the dress code by wearing short pants and tank tops when the boys were around. You eventually stop bothering as the boys started to defend her the other day when you told her to dress more conservatively.

The thing that hurts most was when your conversations with taehyung were significantly decreasing. It hurts because he was spending more time with won jae instead of you. Even though it drove you a little to the edge, you tried to brush away your jealousy as this was a job after all, and you weren’t supposed to have feelings for him.

Winter was approaching real quick, with the temperature dropping real fast, won jae was constantly requesting to sleep in one of the member’s room as she was cold. That was understandable since the heater still have yet to be fixed.

Sejin originally suggest suga to share a room with jin, and won jae will sleep in his room. But that idea eventually got scraped because both you and Sejin were worried that more things are going to go missing.

Yes, sejin have been suspecting won jae ever since things started going missing. He have never once thought it was you because you have been working with them for quite sometime and nothing went wrong.

But before you could suggest something else, taehyung barged in the room and suggest that you, wonjae and him sleep together on his king sized bed.

Obviously you rejected that ridiculous idea, but taehyung told you he already moved her stuff over to his room. And because it was getting pretty late and neither sejin or you have come up with a decent plan, you dreadfully agreed.

Well, that had got to be the worst decision you ever made in your life because won jae have squeezed herself between you and taehyung and you’ve haven’t been getting enough sleep for the past few days because she kept kicking you off the bed.

You eventually gave up and opt to sleep in the guest room with your electric blanket.

The next morning, you were expecting taehyung to ask where you went but he didn’t give a shit on your whereabouts. From how he ignored your presence. You brushed it off as nothing and made your way to the kitchen to whip out their breakfast. Won jae have told you that she lied on the application form that she knew how to cook, you tried teaching her but she’s a literal copy of namjoon. So you opted to cook every meal instead, but she have to do the dishes in return.

it eventually turned into you doing the dishes again because the boys were always asking her to let you do the dishes and pulling her to the couch to play on the console. Everytime that happens, you just sigh really loud and continue doing the dishes.

A few days later, the first snow fell. Usually, you would’ve been playing with the boys outside. However, this time, you were at home cleaning up the mess those fools left behind, in a rush to drag won jae out to play.

Yoongi did ask you to tag a long tho, but a few days ago sejin installed a cctv at home for safety purposes, and instructed the boys to lock their rooms when they’re sleeping. but that also meant the living room had to be kept clean at all times. So you told him to hurry along and dress warmly.

By now, you were literally looking like a zombie because you haven’t been sleeping well. Even so, you volunteered to help sejin with his administrative stuff because the office was much more warmer than it was in that guest room. You were kind of glad also that won jae is sleeping in taehyung’s room instead of that freezer, but It was also heartbreaking at the same time because none of the boys cared about your presence anymore. It’s as though they got tired of you.

Dismissing those useless thoughts, you got back to typing emails in english since sejin begged you to translate the emails he wrote in korean. You also got an apology text from him saying that he’ll get the heater fixed asap, after finding you with a high fever two days ago, which you didn’t bother to tell the boys as well since you didn’t find it necessary.

You were freezing in the guest room and had no choice or whatsoever to keep yourself warm because the rooms were locked. The warmest you could get was sleeping on the table away from that cold ass floor. Your electric blanket wasn’t working well either.

A week later, the temperatures dropped significantly to -16 degrees. It was korea’s coldest night and your worst night too. Everyone was currently in the living room watching taehyung shout at you with a crying won jae by his side.

“Look, she took it ok? What the hell? I know how important it is to you! Why would i take it? And i haven’t been in your room for ages!” you shout back with a red face

“So? It doesn’t give you the right to accuse won jae either! Everyone knew you were at home when it that happened! How could it be won jae when all of us were at the ski resort? You’re pathetic.”

You stiffened at taehyung’s harsh words.

Before namjoon could pull taehyung away and ease the situation, you grabbed your padding jacket and scarf.

“y/n, are you out of your mind? It’s freezing outside!” jimin grabbed your hand. You felt bad but ignored his pleas for you to stay.

“I’m going to fucking find it for you since you’re so convinced i was the one that stole it.”

After shouting at won jae to shut up with her crying, you pushed past jimin and ran out the door.

“Police warns citizens to stay home as korea faces her worst winter and lowest temperature, do not step outdoors.”

“Off the darn t.v hyung.” taehyung came out from his room after tucking won jae in.

“Mind your foul mouth before i beat the shit out of you. I know your grandmother's necklace is important, but that was really harsh to y/n.” seokjin switched the channel to a noiser one just to spite him.

It was currently 4 am and the hyung line was starting to get anxious. Yoongi and namjoon were sitting beside each other biting their nails while jungkook and jimin fell asleep on each other. Seokjin was with hoseok in the kitchen trying to make coffee for everyone. They were literally scared shitless and spammed your phone for you to come back , but you left in a rush so your phone was still in the guest room.

Meanwhile,

“Ugh that fucker...i’m going to freaking get the cctv footage from sejin.” you were running out of breath trying to search for that darn necklace. Your hands were literally numb from feeling around the snow, because stupid you got so angry and left without your phone and gloves.

You didn’t manage to get the glove from the receptionist either because you sneaked in after the dude behind the counter rejected you countless of times to enter because it is life threatening out there.

Literally

You’ve been searching for 5 hours and a half and was about to give up when you saw something shiny from the side of your eye.

“Please let that be the freaking necklace ugh…” you groaned as you crawled over to that shiny object.

“YES” after realising it IS his necklace, you did the most foolish thing by shooting up to your feet. Foolish because your legs were practically dead. Your ankles gave up on you and sent you rolling down the hill in an instant. As you were losing consciousness, your mind wandered to how stupid you could get because no one is going to notice you rolling down, and you were probably going to be found dead the next morning. Still worrying about the necklace, you quickly wrap the silver chain around your finger

2 hours later, the workers from the resort rushed in to do a round check after the motion camera detected movement. Your unconscious body was found near the bottom of the hill, almost buried, if not for your red scarf peeking out, the necklace was tangled around your finger.

You were immediately rushed to the hospital for emergency attention.

“MOVE OUT OF THE WAY-” the medic team hastily push your limp body into the operating room.

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psicygni · 7 years ago

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Spock and Bones go on their first date, or at least the first date in which they actually both know and have agreed that it's a date (I feel like with this ship it's important to be precise...)

It’s Jim’s fault.

And water’s wet and space is cold and Vulcans are logically, insufferably pedantic and McCoy really, really should start reevaluating his posting on this damn ship, his choice of friends, his career, and probably his entire life.

“You two came,” Jim says and McCoy shrugs off the hand Jim claps to his shoulder. “We’ve got a table in the back, c’mon I’ll get drinks.”

McCoy sighs. Spock doesn’t, but his eyebrow does a sort of half twitch that is probably close enough.

There is a table in the back. Full of Uhura and Scotty and Sulu and Chekov and there’s a table in the front, right up next to the windows that if McCoy had any damn luck at all, he and Spock would spend the evening sitting at, arguing about the logic in going to a bar and only ordering tea while Jim and the rest of their motley crew found their own damn bar and didn’t happen to choose the only one McCoy wanted to be at. Alone. With Spock, alone. In some goddamn peace and quiet.

Spock orders tea anyway and McCoy gets a beer and frowns into it with none of the accompanying enjoyment of a terribly irritating debate and sure as hell none of the privacy that he and Spock left the ship for in the first place.

Which was the entire point. To finally - finally - really do this thing that had been hovering between them for far, far too long.

Under the table, Spock’s knee knocks into McCoy’s. Oblivious, Jim chatters on and Sulu laughs and Chekov orders another round and this really, really wasn’t worth working up the courage to ask Spock if he wanted to come here in the first place if tonight is going to be exactly like every other evening on the ship, now was it.

…

In orbit around Capella Prime, Spock suggests a concert. A concert entirely comprised of sentient trees conducting a flock of gigantic, purple, signing birds that frankly could shatter glass and McCoy must be out of his mind to say yes.

Which he does. Cause misaligned shift schedules and harried, rushed lunches, and the odd night in the rec room with the entire rest of the crew there isn’t exactly working for him and apparently not for Spock either.

So a night off the ship with some goddamn alone time - discounting the screeching birds that Spock so apparently enjoys - is just the ticket.

“Great minds think alike,” Uhura says and holds up a ticket of her own.

McCoy closes his eyes. Breathes deeply.

“Good evening,” Spock says and drops McCoy’s hand that he just - just - took and McCoy wasn’t exactly finished enjoying those warm, long fingers wrapped around his own.

“Oh,” Uhura says. Blinks. Looks between the two of them and this, dammit, is why being off the ship was the entire point, because being off the ship means - erroneously, apparently - being away from the crew, and if they’re away from the crew and in the type of privacy that apparently doesn’t exist in the Alpha Quadrant then they can maybe, just maybe, explore what’s between them without the accompanying attention of their gossip starved coworkers.

“Sorry,” Uhura says hurriedly and bless her, takes a quick step back. “I’ll just-”

She points over her shoulder and disappears into the crowd and McCoy always did like her best of all of them.

Her seat is next to theirs.

“Sorry,” she says again and McCoy shakes his head and whatever. It’s fine. Spock actually has someone to talk to about harmonic dissonance and the use of sequential triads and anyway, McCoy only came in the first place for the chance to rest his shoulder against Spock’s and enjoy an evening off work. Or something like that, at least.

Halfway through the first song, Spock takes his hand again and when he squeezes McCoy’s fingers, McCoy squeezes back. They’ll figure all this out eventually. Probably.

…

The outdoor light show on Aldeberan IV is renown throughout the sector.

And really, really damn cold.

“Wear a hat,” McCoy says.

“Heat loss in Vulcans is-”

“-You just don’t want to mess up your hair.”

He tugs Spock’s zipper up higher. They’re so close. The railing of the viewing platform is just behind McCoy, Spock is gloriously right in front of him and McCoy only lets go of the zipper pull to straighten Spock’s collar.

God, he’s so… so… It’s unfair, really, the play of green and blue and gold lights across those cheekbones and those eyes and-

“You are facing away from the show,” Spock says softly.

The words are puffs of white in the air between them. McCoy tucks his fingers into the back of that haircut. Spock’s hair is so soft. And his body is warm even through their thick coats, and warmer still when Spock pushes forward until the railing meets the small of McCoy’s back.

“Might be,” McCoy agrees and pulls gently at his hold on Spock and his heart is racing in a probably illogical way because it’s just Spock, there’s no need to overthink this, to hesitate and savor and wonder at the fact that they’re finally-

The screech of a comm makes McCoy jump.

“Goddamnit.” He fumbles for it, his hands stiff with cold. And now the rest of him too, what with how Spock has stepped back.

“Kerensky’s viral load is elevated,” Chapel says when he’s worked his comm open. “And her vitals are falling.”

“On my way.” McCoy punches in the line for Engineering. “Scotty, one to beam up.”

Through the gold swirl of the transporter, McCoy does get a glimpse of the light show. And Spock there, his chin tucked into the collar of his coat. McCoy closes his eyes and when he opens them again, it’s to the transporter room and what will be a long night of work.

Goddamn figures, doesn’t it. Just his luck.

…

It’s absolutely gorgeous.

The beach, too.

But mostly Spock with the cuffs of his pants neatly rolled up, his boots left above the line of the waves, and his sleeves folded back as he oh so gently holds a snail beneath the rush of clear, warm water.

“They are telepathic,” he says and there’s that note in his voice that McCoy associates with terribly engrossing sensor readings, an excellent specimen of unknown flora, and the very soft hint of what he can imagine well enough to be a bit of boyish wonder.

“They thinking complicated snail thoughts?” McCoy asks. There’s a brush of sand stuck to Spock’s knee. Gently, McCoy wipes it away.

Spock’s head tips, his eyes tracking back and forth with focus. They’re so clear brown. Catching the sunlight and the shadows of those long lashes and dammit, McCoy might just be embarassed if there was anyone within ten miles to see him here, crouched in the foamy spray of the edge of the beach, mooning at Spock.

Which there isn’t. Thank God.

His finger’s wet from the waves and there’s the grit of sand on his skin and all the same he crooks his knuckle under Spock’s chin and half off balance and entirely too much sun in his eyes, he leans over and kisses him.

“The temperature of the water,” Spock whispers when they finally pull away. His lips are wet. And there’s a spark in those eyes of his and McCoy can’t help himself from brushing his thumb over the corner of his mouth. He wants to kiss him again. “That is how they navigate.”

“Fascinating,” McCoy whispers back and this time, Spock drops the damn snail, fits his hands to McCoy’s shoulders, and this is… this is just… this is everything that McCoy has thought about and daydreamed about and imagined and anticipated and it is still somehow all the better for being honest to God, actual reality.

Which it is. There’s sunshine and pristine sand and Spock kissing him back and hours until they have to be anywhere.

When they finally break away Spock is smiling. Sort of. Or not not smiling and McCoy could very happily spend the rest of the day they have here studying that softness in his expression.

Which slowly turns into a crease between his brows and a tightening at the corner of his eyes.

“What is it?” McCoy asks.

“Was that there earlier?” Spock asks and when he points, McCoy turns, frowning. Spock’s other hand is still on his shoulder and McCoy really doesn’t give a damn about the stick laying on the beach that’s caught Spock’s attention.

Though… no. It wasn’t.

“What the hell?” McCoy asks when he spots a second one farther up the beach.

And then a third appears in an arc of motion from the trees that McCoy was idly thinking would provide a pretty pleasant spot of shade for the rest of the afternoon.

Spock stands with a splash of water around his ankles that catches McCoy in the shins.

Up the beach, another spear lands.

“Our readings showed the planet is uninhabited,” Spock says.

“Well, obviously not.”

“An astute observation, Doctor.”

“Astute,” McCoy mutters. Another spear buries into the sand, far closer this time.

“Enterprise, this is Commander Spock requesting an immediate beam out,” Spock says into his comm.

“Aye, Commander, we’re having a wee bit of trouble getting a lock on you,” Scotty says, his voice tinny and scratchy.

“Great,” McCoy says. “Any logical plan, Spock?”

“Yes.” Spock steps backwards as three more spears fly towards them. One slices Spock’s boot neatly in half. “Swim.”

“Best damn day ever,” McCoy groans and dives into the waves after Spock.

…

This is… less than ideal.

Or, no. It was already far, far beyond unideal when their shuttle didn’t make the rendezvous. Then the rain started and this is just frankly miserable.

“I’m applying for a transfer when we get back,” McCoy says to the sheet of rain pouring down the mouth of the cave. “Somewhere warm. Palm trees. Fruity drinks with umbrellas in them.”

Spock’s shivering. Far too badly to actually make any use of the flint in his white, chapped hands. McCoy sighs and walks over, his feet squishing in his wet boots.

“Give me that,” he says. “Did you eat anything? No, you didn’t, did you.”

“I was-”

“-Making a very geometrically pleasing pyramid of kindling,” McCoy says and strikes the knife down the flint. “Well done. Now put your damn hands in your pockets.”

It takes longer than it should, but there’s finally a fire and Spock finally uncurls from the ball he’s shuffled himself into, and the cave finally heats up enough that they’re probably not going to die of exposure before their shuttle makes it through the ion storm currently trapping them here.

Though they might die of something else. The way today is going, McCoy wouldn’t be all that surprised.

“Tonight’s meal of choice is a protein bar or a protein bar,” McCoy says and holds up one in each hand. “I’ll even let you pick which one you want.”

“They are the same flavor.”

“Hey, I know how to treat a date,” McCoy says and tosses one over.

An eyebrow inches up that pale forehead. “Is that what this is?”

“Well, romantic firelight, dinner, I’m pretty sure we could make shadow puppets on the wall and call it a movie.” He bites into his bar and God, these things are awful. “Frankly, this might be as good as it gets.”

“You did not bring me flowers,” Spock says and takes the smallest bite possible off the corner of his own bar.

“Actually eat that, dammit,” McCoy says. “And you didn’t bring me any flowers either, if you didn’t notice.”

“There is lichen growing on the cave walls,” Spock says. “It could be collected.”

“Knowing our luck, it’d probably try to eat us,” McCoy says. His clothes are wet and really, the stick of them against his skin is all the worse for pressing up against Spock, but he does so all the same, an arm tucked over Spock’s shoulders and his thumb rubbing back and forth over his arm.

He feels good. Even drenched and shivering and stiff with cold, Spock feels good tucked into McCoy’s side like that. Nice. Like he fits.

“Your ability to assume the worst possible outcome is as admirable as ever, Doctor.”

“Thanks,” McCoy mutters and rolls his eyes.

Spock rests his head against his shoulder. Under McCoy’s cheek, his hair is still damp.

It could be better. Dry, for one. Far warmer than their meager fire can make the cave. A decent meal. Hell, a bottle of wine even and Spock’s fingers laced with his, not curled into tight balls in his lap.

But it also probably could be worse. How, McCoy doesn’t want to know. But this, here, tonight… this isn’t all that bad. He pulls Spock closer. No, it’s not all that bad at all.

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Avoiding, Recognizing, and Treating Hypothermia Symptoms

An enemy lurks in the coldest depths of the land, taking thousands of victims. But it’s not wildlife. It’s the cold itself. Recognizing hypothermia symptoms can keep you from becoming another victim.

Over 1,300 people die each year due to cold exposure. Twice as many men die as women. Victims range from hunters caught in the snow to elderly citizens living alone and symptoms can mimic those of common health conditions. Exacerbating hypothermia are diabetes, medical conditions, some medications, trauma, or drugs and alcohol. Even infants sleeping in cold bedrooms can be at risk.

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Prevention

If you avoid hypothermia symptoms, you don’t have to treat them.

Dress Warmly: This is often overlooked. A vehicle can break down in the middle of January when a short trip was intended. Young adults go camping in the late autumn, overlooking the possibility of a sudden storm or a cold night.

Choose the Right Fabrics: There’s a reason wool socks are in demand at sporting goods stores. The scratchy fabrics stay warm even when wet. Most fabrics wick heat away from the body when they get wet or sweaty, such as cotton jeans and t-shirts. Choose clothing which repels snow, rain, and wind. They keep water from invading your clothing shell and avoid the wind chill factor, which can make a temperature of 20 feel like -20.

Wear Layers: Layers come off when you get too warm and go back on when you’re cold again. Wear soft nylon stockings beneath wool socks to avoid blisters. Layer a thermal undershirt with a flannel top, then cover with a jacket or sweatshirt and a warm winter coat. Remove the coat before you start to sweat.

Protect Your Core: Frostbite rarely kills. So think about your core before your fingers and toes. Protect the heart and liver because that’s where heat is generated and where it retreats when your body is in shock. Experienced river rafters choose insulating life jackets because they know cold water plus exhaustion can kill even in the summer.

Stay Dry: Avoid the water when it’s really cold. If it rains, find shelter. And if your clothes get wet, change out of them as soon as possible.

Plan Ahead: Even tough Spartan sporting events recognize hypothermia symptoms and offer shiny silver blankets at the finish line. What is in your vehicle to insulate you if you break down? What in your house can warm you up if electricity goes out? Do you carry granola bars in your backpack? Do you know how to make candles, matches and fire starters? Or do you have a small box containing matches and fire starters, high-calorie food, and emergency blankets can save your day? Research first aid kit content lists, and their uses, then keep one kit in your vehicle and another in your house. Add a personal touch by learning how to make candles for cooking and emergency lighting.

Eat Right: The metabolic process needs fuel. High-calorie foods produce heat while protein sustains it and fat feeds the brain and nerves. Fruit-and-nut bars don’t spoil fast, are portable, and provide necessary macronutrients. Drink plenty of water to keep your metabolism working correctly and help control neurologic processes such as brain function and muscle response.

Don’t Over-Exert: Physical exertion warms you. Too much could land you in hot water. If you expend all your energy on recreation or work then can’t find shelter soon enough, you’ll have little left to maintain your body temperature. Hypothermia symptoms may mimic exhaustion, such as shivering, weakness, clumsiness, and irrational behavior.

The Buddy System: Even early hypothermia symptoms can be devastating because, by that time, the victim may not realize she is in danger or have the mindset to get to safety. During outdoor activities in cold weather, bring someone who can recognize hypothermia symptoms and know how to safely warm you up.

Avoid Alcohol and Caffeine: A shot of brandy feels warming because it dilates blood vessels, bringing heat to the skin. Keep the heat where it belongs when there’s danger of exposure. Caffeine quickens the pulse, which also dilates superficial vessels.

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Recognition

How long does it take to get hypothermia? It depends on your environment. The body, which is normally 98.6 degrees, can drop below 96 within ten minutes when trapped in a cold lake because water conducts heat away from the body 25 times faster than air does. People with more body fat are better insulated. Even an 80-degree lake can be dangerous if a swimmer doesn’t leave the water before his body temperature drops.

Mild hypothermia is a body temperature of 89-95 degrees. Moderate is 82-89, and severe falls below 82. But because each body responds differently to cold and shock, temperatures may vary.

Cold Shock Response: Someone who drops into cold water immediately hyperventilates. For a few minutes they gasp and struggle, and can be in danger of drowning, but the response soon ends. This is not hypothermia but it’s an indication that matters can go downhill fast.

Shivering: This early symptom can happen before the body becomes hypothermic. Shivering as an involuntary response produces body heat. If you start to shiver, get out of the elements and warm up.

Apathy and Poor Judgment: Many victims succumb because brain activity slows down and nobody is around to notice. Poor judgment keeps you from seeking shelter and you may not want to take care of yourself.

Slurred Speech, Confusion, Loss of Coordination. These hypothermia symptoms can also indicate diabetic shock, exhaustion, or mental illness. Many impoverished or homeless people die each year, though symptoms would be evident to someone who recognizes them.

Gray Skin, Numbness, Clumsiness: Blood and body heat recede inward to protect the heart and other internal organs. Blood vessels constrict. Muscles cannot perform tasks. This starts as simply as difficulty tying shoelaces and extends to stumbling and falling.

Loss of Strength, Sleepiness: As the body struggles to survive, extremities stop working so the core can. The body wants to rest and recover.

Slow Pulse, Shallow Breathing: The late symptoms of hypothermia indicate that the victim needs immediate treatment because the body is shutting down.

The Core is Cold to the Touch: If the area around the heart and liver is frigid, body temperature may have dropped below 90 degrees. Shivering may also stop at this temperature.

Treatment

Consider treatment when you write your survival gear list. Include hand warmers, emergency blankets, matches, and fire starters. It’s easier to treat hypothermia if you’re prepared.

Find Shelter: Bring a cold person into a warm building. If you’re away from civilization, find a place away from wind and moisture. Even thick blankets retain heat and keep away the elements.

Remove Wet Clothing: This includes wet hats and gloves. They will steal warmth away rather than insulate.

Offer Warm Liquids: Avoid alcohol and caffeine, because both speed up heat loss. If you can, provide a drink that also supplies nourishment, such as hot cocoa or soup. Never give food or drink to an unconscious person.

Medical Attention: If you notice symptoms have gone past a chill, find medical treatment. Ambulances have warming blankets. Ski patrols even carry first aid supplies.

In Survival Situations

Heat from the Inside Out: Water heated over a campfire warms the body’s core, as long as it’s not hot enough to damage tissues.

Keep Limbs in Tight: If you cannot find shelter, curl into a fetal position. Hold your arms against your chest if you’re trapped in water.

Get Dry: Get into dry clothes as soon as possible. If you only have a blanket, remove wet clothing and attempt to dry them over a fire as you wrap yourself.

Avoid Overheating or Friction: Rubbing your hands or immersing them in hot water can do more harm than good. Warm them slowly.

Warm with Body Heat: Just as frozen fingers warm best on a friend’s cold neck, a hypothermic body warms best in contact with other skin. If you must warm someone, remove their clothing and yours. Add a third person if possible. Make a naked body sandwich, wrapped in a blanket.

Whether you’re working in the countryside or surviving in the city, recognizing hypothermia symptoms and knowing how to treat them saves lives that can be stolen away fast.

Avoiding, Recognizing, and Treating Hypothermia Symptoms was originally posted by All About Chickens

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Prevention

If you avoid hypothermia symptoms, you don’t have to treat them.

Stay Dry: Avoid the water when it’s really cold. If it rains, find shelter. And if your clothes get wet, change out of them as soon as possible.

Photo by Shelley DeDauw

Recognition

Mild hypothermia is a body temperature of 89-95 degrees. Moderate is 82-89, and severe falls below 82. But because each body responds differently to cold and shock, temperatures may vary.

Shivering: This early symptom can happen before the body becomes hypothermic. Shivering as an involuntary response produces body heat. If you start to shiver, get out of the elements and warm up.

Loss of Strength, Sleepiness: As the body struggles to survive, extremities stop working so the core can. The body wants to rest and recover.

Slow Pulse, Shallow Breathing: The late symptoms of hypothermia indicate that the victim needs immediate treatment because the body is shutting down.

The Core is Cold to the Touch: If the area around the heart and liver is frigid, body temperature may have dropped below 90 degrees. Shivering may also stop at this temperature.

Treatment

Consider treatment when you write your survival gear list. Include hand warmers, emergency blankets, matches, and fire starters. It’s easier to treat hypothermia if you’re prepared.

Find Shelter: Bring a cold person into a warm building. If you’re away from civilization, find a place away from wind and moisture. Even thick blankets retain heat and keep away the elements.

Remove Wet Clothing: This includes wet hats and gloves. They will steal warmth away rather than insulate.

Medical Attention: If you notice symptoms have gone past a chill, find medical treatment. Ambulances have warming blankets. Ski patrols even carry first aid supplies.

In Survival Situations

Heat from the Inside Out: Water heated over a campfire warms the body’s core, as long as it’s not hot enough to damage tissues.

Keep Limbs in Tight: If you cannot find shelter, curl into a fetal position. Hold your arms against your chest if you’re trapped in water.

Get Dry: Get into dry clothes as soon as possible. If you only have a blanket, remove wet clothing and attempt to dry them over a fire as you wrap yourself.

Avoid Overheating or Friction: Rubbing your hands or immersing them in hot water can do more harm than good. Warm them slowly.

Whether you’re working in the countryside or surviving in the city, recognizing hypothermia symptoms and knowing how to treat them saves lives that can be stolen away fast.

Avoiding, Recognizing, and Treating Hypothermia Symptoms was originally posted by All About Chickens

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