The adrenaline that coursed through his veins was delicious, painfully so in his twelve year old body. The thought of the cliff, of the brief moment of flight before the undeniable explosions of twisted metal and exhaust was exhilarating. Gripping the steering wheel tighter, Jim stomped his foot on the gas creating a new cloud of dirt and grime.
And moments before he tipped over the edge, moments before flight, Jim jumped out.
Not ready yet.
But something within him had ignited.
**Originally supposed to a an 5 and 1, but it sort of ran away and grew into this when I wasn't looking.
Categories: Works in Progress
Crossover Fandom: None
Genres: Kirk/Spock Slash
Other Languages: None
Story Type: Hurt/Comfort
Trope (OPTIONAL): Hurt Kirk
Universe: Abrams Universe
Warnings: Explicit violence
Chapters: 1 Table of Contents
Completed: No Word count: 13812 Read Count: 635