Fortunately for Jim, Bones didn’t jinx him and he wasn’t told or even that week that a single dorm was available to him.

The truth was he didn’t want to have to make that decision. Mostly because he’d be tempted to tell the admin office to give the room to someone else on the waiting list. And that wasn’t fair to Spock.

But Jim admitted to himself that he had something of a crush on his Vulcan host and really didn’t want to leave.

One night though Spock was out late, doing what, Jim wasn’t privileged to know, so Jim put on his pajamas, made himself some of Spock’s tea and lounged on the sofa reading his book.

When Spock still wasn’t back by midnight, Jim went to bed, feeling a little lonely, sad and jealous. He had no right to feel that way, of course, but he suspected Spock had some sort of date and Jim didn’t like the idea.

He was awakened at 2 in the morning by Spock returning home. He stayed in his room, staring at the ceiling while he thought of Spock on his date.

Jim decided he had two options. Hope that he got a room to himself soon or tell Spock he wanted to date him.

He sighed.

Fat chance.