smartass_captain

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Jim can't help but to roll his eyes at the first. It prickles against that refusal to go through life as simply 'George Kirk's son'. There's no reason why he Couldn't do command track, is the thing. Jim knows he's capable of the coursework.

But Spock keeps talking before Jim can open his stupid mouth. His steps falter a little. It becomes Spock leading them and Jim tagging along without paying attention to where he's walking. The words kinda ricochet around in his noggin for a bit. There's a flush of red on his face so Jim turns to look with sudden intense interest at the building they're walking past instead. Spock's serious about this. About him.

"...Yeah." He should be spouting glib commentary. Inane nonsense that doesn't mean anything. Casual cockiness at odds with how nervous he feels in truth. But he just repeats that in his head a few times instead. This can't be real.

"I'd be lying if I said I'd never thought about it." Jim finally settles on. He's not meeting Spock's gaze until he can be certain he's calmed down. "Have to imagine most cadets do at least once."