You walked down one of the many halls of the U.S.S Enterprise. You entered through the doors of the sick bay and prepared yourself for work.

"Hello, Dr. (L/N)." Spock greeted as he handed you a cup of coffee.

"Hello to you too, Spock." You replied as you took the cup. Spock would always greet you and hand you coffee before you started working. It was so sweet of him to do that for you. The thing was: you had a major crush on him.

"Dr. (L/N)?"

"Yes?"

"Are you doing anything after your work is finished?"

You almost spat out the coffee that was in your mouth. 'Did he just ask me out on a date?' You thought. You were blushing by this point, surely. "U-um, not r-really…why?"

"I was wondering if you would like to join me for dinner, if that would be appropriate."

"U-Um…s-sure, I guess."

"Dr. (L/N), is there something wrong? Are you sick?" He placed his hand against your forehead, as if checking your temperature. But that just made you blush even more.

"No, I'm f-fine."

"Are you sure? Your body temperature seems to be rising, and your face is completely red."

"Y-Yeah, I'm-" You squealed as you were picked up by Spock's arms.

"You need to rest for the day, Dr. (L/N)." He walked you out of the sick bay and carried you to your room.

"I-I'm fine, Spock!" He placed you under the blankets on your bed.

"I will get you some soup. Humans do like soup when they are sick, correct?" You were about to say something, but you realized that it would be useless. You just nodded your head, it wasn't that bad. Spock was looking after you.

Spock came back after a few minutes with hot soup. You carefully drank the soup whilst Spock sat at the other end of your bed, watching you. When you were finished, he quickly took the bowl away for you. He made you lie back on your bed, against your wishes.

"You must get some rest."

"Can I watch some TV?" Spock rolled his eyes, but grabbed the remote, nonetheless. You found a channel that you both wanted to watch, and settled down. Spock lay beside you, and you blushed at how close you actually were. You slowly cuddled up to him, and you felt him tense up, but he settled into the hug. You started to fall asleep in his arms. Spock turned the television off. He brushed some of your hair out of your eyes and placed a small kiss on your temple before falling asleep next to you. Oh, how Kirk was going to bother you about this in the future.

You walked down one of the many hallways of the U.S.S enterprise. You bumped into Kirk along the way to the sick bay, of who was smirking.

"Hello, (Y/N)." He greeted as he wriggled his eyebrows at you.
"Hello, Captain."

"So I hear you slept with Spock last night?"

"Captain, I was sick and Spock was taking care of me."

"Whatever you say, lovebird~!"

You blushed, "Shut up! I may like him, but he and I aren't dating!"

"Dr. (L/N)?" You turned around to see a confused Spock.

"Oh, um Spock!" You looked over to where Kirk was, but he had run off. 'Damn it!'

"You were talking about me?"

"U-Um, you know…" You blushed and struggled to pick up your stuff that Kirk had made you drop. You were going to get him back, for sure. Spock bent down and helped you gather your belongings. As you were standing up, Spock quickly pecked your lips as his face turned a light green. "Oh no!"

"What is it, Doctor?"

"I got you sick!" You were going to have some fun with him.

"No, t-this i-isn't…" You felt his forehead.

"Yep, you're going to need to stay in bed. Come on!" And so, you led a reluctant Spock to his room to "get better". Maybe Kirk's shipping habits had helped you after all. You would be able to take turns making each other "sick" and making the other one "get better".