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A confession from deep in your heart

THE LOVE CONFESSIONS MEME

Confessions of feelings are rarely as nice and romantic as they seem in the Hollywood flicks. Sometimes, they're screamed across an empty house as someone leaves. Others, they whispered across white pillow cases as bodies lie close together in the dark. Of course, these feelings may not be returned, but it may be the only shot you have.

If you even meant to spill, anyway.

How to Play
- Comment with your character, putting your information and preferences somewhere in the comment.
- Comment to other characters. Roll the RNG to get your prompt, or pick one.
- Play out the scene and take it whatever direction you'd like.
- Be cute and fun or sad and depressing.

Prompts

1. Planned: You've been planning to tell this person how you feel, and you know exactly the way to do it.

2. Spontaneous: Uh-oh, it just slipped out! Maybe you weren't thinking, maybe it was a fight, but somehow, your secret's out.

3. Heat of the Moment: What's better than calling someone's name out in the trows of passion? Why, telling them you love them, of course!

4. The Last Time: You're coming clean with your feelings because you're dying, moving away, leaving the planet, going to war, whatever. Might as well when you'll probably never see them again.

5. Jealousy: You've seen the one you love in the arms of another, and you just have to let your feelings be known so they don't end up with the wrong person! Selfish, what's selfish?

6. Drunk: A drunk man's words are a sober man's thoughts, so maybe you should be careful what you say, or you'll be telling your best friend you have the hots for her. Awkward.

7. Lie: You don't actually have feelings for this person, but you need them to believe that you do in order to use them, get something, or perhaps to not hurt their feelings.

8. Sweet: You confess...and they feel the same, and have wanted to say it for a while. Oh, how cute! Go on and enjoy your cute little romance.

9. One-sided: One of you confessed, but it's completely unrequited. Can you still be friends, or is that too painful?

10. Forbidden: Your love for this person is totally uncool - not allowed, even. But it has to be brought to light, preferably by you.

11. Unfulfilled: While you both love each other, you decided mutually that this can't go any further.

12. WILDCARD

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Bones lets out an amused huff and rolls so he's facing Spock tucking his head under the Vulcan's chin... he's a little surprised how snuggly Spock is, but then he is too, and he's not gonna say no to physical affection. He's asleep again after a few minutes of watching Spock sleep.

He wakes again about 45 minutes later, and does slip out of the bed pressing a kiss to Spock's forehead, and well he's a little over heated, now so he goes to take a quick shower, and figure out something to eat.

He's gotta admit he feels more rested then he has in a long time.

Once Leo left the bed, Spock woke up in just a few minutes. He was rested by then but he felt cooler and lacking Leo's presence. He got dressed and headed out to find his mate in the kitchen. He's got disheveled bed hair.

"I would say good afternoon, but I believe the sentiment demands a good morning." He stepped in behind Leonard, putting a hand on his shoulder.

"Did you sleep well?"

He chuckles a little, leaning back against Spock a little, "I did..." He nods closing the cabinet, and turning to face Spock, "How about you?"

"Should we do a late lunch or early dinner..." He snorts.

"Is there a great deal of difference between the two?" Spock raised an eyebrow at the suggestion but doesn't shrug away from Leonard's closeness. He let his hand move from his shoulder down his arm.

"I slept well." he feels great actually, much better now that he's had some medicine in him.

"I have a few ingredients for a meal, unless you would prefer to dine out."

"Hmmm depends on what you want Spock, you want a meal for two at home kind of date, or a meal out kind of date?" He smiles warm and easy, "Also it's time for your antibiotics... 3 times a day for the next week, easiest at breakfast, lunch, dinner." He says easily.

"I would not be averse to dining out, however..." he leaned in, touching his brow to Leonard's neck.

"I am reluctant to leave with you, where it is no longer acceptable to touch." it's like a new freedom he just acquired. He wanted to exercise it. "May I help you cook?"

Leonard wraps his arms around Spock's waist as the man nuzzles him letting out a slow breath. "You're such a sweet talker." Bones says warmly leaning back against the counter.

"Was thinking stir fry..." He says fingers carding through Spock's hair, "How's that sound?"

"It is not my intent to cajole you, it is merely the truth." he appreciated the loose embrace and nuzzled closer. It was intoxicating to just... touch. As Leonard pet his hair, Spock sighed as if releasing some stress.

"Anything you choose will suffice." he doesn't want to move from this spot.

Bones gives Spock a slow kiss nipping at Spock's lower lip a little before pulling away to dig through Spock's fridge and pulls out the brick of tofu, mushrooms, peppers, and a few other vegetables. "Start cutting." He grins pulling ramen noodles out of the cupboard and putting salted water on to boil and a pan on the stove to heat with a bit of oil.

He sinks into that kiss and sighs when it's over. He chases Len's lips but opens his eyes slightly disappointed when the doctor is already into his fridge.

Spock gets to work prepping their meal and it's a satisfying time prepping food with Leonard. He is pleased they remained in the apartment.

"Do you prefer stir fry, Leonard?" he hadn't seen it on the doctor's tray before while on Enterprise.

"Somethings just don't taste as good when they are replicated, and it's about cookin' what you had on hand into something we'd both like..." He smiles, putting the noodles into the boiling water, and poking them with the wooden spoon a bit. He puts the tofu into the pan first and pushes it around a bit before putting the peppers and mushrooms in along with the other veg. "What do you like?" He asks smiling a little.

"You have a fair point. I have found nearly all of the Vulcan recipes from the replicator are not to my standard." Jim was trying to work on that, they had tried together multiple times and Spock was quite sure it was a lost cause but his captain wouldn't give up.

"Growing up, having a preference was illogical. Since joining Starfleet I have had the opportunity to try many things. I enjoy fresh herbs. However, I have come to enjoy... sweet foods." not just desserts, just sugar in general though Spock really doesn't indulge.

"Spock you tellin' me you got a sweet tooth." He smiles adding a few spices to the vegetables and a touch of soy sauce, "Maybe we can go get something after dinner." He grins a little, "Unless you're gonna keep me locked up here all night." He teases warm and easy.

"I would never hold you against your will." Spock said, no hint of offense. "I would enjoy a trip out after dinner." he watched Leonard cook, very nearly resting his chin on his shoulder.

"You are a skilled chef, Leonard." he can tell just the way he's holding the pan and spoon.

"I believe my mother used that phrase when I called her from Earth and she learned of my new preference. I do not understand its etymology, since flavor is experienced by taste and smell."

"I dunno where it comes from, french or latin... medical latin I know... cooking stuff not so much, I just know what tastes good." He laughs enjoying the contact with Spock. "I'm okay at this stuff, but if you ever want something real good, I'll have to pull out some of my Ma's recipes..." He rambles a little. "The stuff without the meat..."

His ears perk. "You have recipes from your mother? I am interested in trying those. I would relish experiencing the food you grew up with, Leonard." he can't quite make his mother's masterpieces. She used a combination of Vulcan and Earth ingredients and unfortunately most of the vulcan ones were impossible to get now.

"I do, I'll have to think of someone of the ones without meat." He laughs a little, "It was kind of a staple... desserts would be good... at least you're not vegan." He teases a little.

He got two plates and some silverware out along with glasses, when he thought the food was approaching being finished. He put some tea on for himself.

"I appreciate that. Perhaps... it may be appropriate to adapt some sort of substitute for the recipes that contain meat." he'd heard of mushrooms or tofu or imitation meat being used for vegetarians.

"What would you like to drink, doctor?"

"Water or seltzer is fine." He grins mixing the noodles with the vegetable mix taking the serving dish to the table, along with the soy sauce.

He moves over and kisses Spock's neck a little, "Staying in was a good idea." He murmurs against the Vulcan's neck.

"I do not have seltzer at the moment." so water it is. Spock sets the table up and joins Leonard there, setting his drink at one of the plates.

"I agree and I am pleased you think so." he put an arm around Len's middle when he was kissed. He didn't want to let the man go. So he pulled him in... it was strange, he hadn't been this attracted to Nyota but he had also learned to appreciate physical touch too.

"I would enjoy it if we did this often, doctor."

"It could become a habit..." Bones says with another kiss, and then pulling back and taking a seat at the table loading up both plates with food. "Come on tuck in..." He says with a warm smile.

Leonard was so warm and gentle, so kind... Spock was taken with him all over again. He did sit and they ate, it was delicious too.

"You are a superior chef, Leonard, no matter what you may think." Spock cleans his plate and he's a bit of a picky eater at times. Oh, he always eats enough but he doesn't always enjoy it.

"I will have to follow this up with a suitable dessert." worthy of this meal. Simple as it was, it was one of the best he'd had in years. Good food and good company. And peace.

"I'm sure you can figure somethin' out darlin'..." He smiles warm and easy leg resting against Spock's under the table as he works through his supper. "My parents would let me leave with out knowing how to cook for myself..." He laughs easy, "I just enjoy it, it's low stress..."

"It is a necessary skill, they were logical in their decision to train you." he ate while watching Leonard. He was captivating to watch. He notices their legs touch and he inches a bit closer so they can touch more.

"What were your parents like?"

He blinks at that question and thinks a moment, "Kind, loving, I wouldn't trade them for anything." He says smiling softly. "My dad was a doctor, ran the practice out of our house... my mom was a kindergarten teacher." He goes on, "We lived 3 hours outside of Atlanta in an old farm house."

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