"Jim..." His voice strained on the i in his name as he sighed. The guy wouldn't let it go. And hell, he'd be lying if he was just a little flustered in a good way that Jim was putting a face like that on just cause he couldn't figure him out. It meant something to get that much focus out of James Tiberius Kirk. But it also hurt cause what good was it to tell Jim it was because of him he was a right mess?

Lowering her head, he let his forehead rest against the back of one of Jim's hands on his own. The touch felt so damn warm. Like it melted something in the nerves until all he wanted was to just see if that warmth could just run up his arms and into his chest or if that was just the feelin' that came with the moment and the emotions. "I can't lose you." He stressed the word even if his voice was so soft and quiet.

He wanted to do just that. Give more so Jim would open up himself about what was eatin' him up inside. But this was the kind of stuff that make or break relationships. Could he really take that kind of risk? "It's just a damn fool emotion." But would Jim let it go at that? Not likely.

Shouldn't he just spit it out? But how?

Lifting his head, he pinned Jim with as even a look as he could even as the desperation that filled his gaze. "Is what I do that much less than Spock? Or is it just cause he means more to you in some way that I can't? It's fine if that's what it is. I can... I can deal with it."

God, but he sounded like a teenage girl and he wanted to melt into the floor and disappear.