What I am about to do, it doesn't make sense, it's not logical, it is a gut feeling! I have no idea what I'm supposed to do. I only know what I can do. The Enterprise and her crew needs someone on that chair who knows what he's doing. That's not me. It's you, Spock.

cadetkiirk:

Running a hand through the Cadet's hair, Spock smiled. It was illogical but every fiber in him knew. He had perfection wrapped in his arms, and perfection's name was James T. Kirk.
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