This is a continuation of the August 18th flash where Jim had marks on his neck.
“Who are you smiling at?” Bones demanded.
Jim let the smile slip from his face and turned his gaze back to Bones. “No one.”
“Oh sure. I’ve seen that smile. It’s your secret we’re going to sleep together later face.”
He laughed. “You’re crazy.”
“This is the same person who gave you the marks all over your neck.” Bones narrowed his eyes and looked around the cafeteria. “I don’t see him.”
“See who, doctor?”
Jim Jumped as Spock appeared at their table. “Uh. Hi Professor.”
“Cadet,” Spock murmured.
“Idiots,” Bones said much louder.
Jim rolled his eyes. “Would you like to join us?”
Spock nodded and sat directly beside Jim.
Bones grimaced. “How’s that logical philosophy going, Spock?”
“Uh-huh. That class Jim’s taking with you.”
Spock eyed Jim, who merely smiled. “He is a perfect student.”
“Oh, I’ll just bet,” Bones said with a snort. “He’s definitely getting good marks…ouch! Damn it, Jim. Now my shin is killing me.”
“Why don’t you go—” Bones stopped himself and sighed. “Oh forget it. I’ve lost my appetite. Enjoy your…uh…lunch.”
Jim watched his friend skedaddle. He shook his head.
“I owe you an apology, Jim.”
Jim smiled quizzically at Spock. “Yeah?”
“About the doctor. You are correct. He is quite…odd.”
He laughed again. “Yeah, you got that right. And I don’t have a class the rest of the afternoon. What about you?”
“I too am finished for the day.”
Jim’s smile widened. “Then why are we still here instead of on the way to your apartment?”
“That is an excellent question. Let us rectify that.”
Jim winked and they rose from their seats, heading out of the cafeteria and off to their logical philosophy course for that extra credit Jim definitely needed.