“Hey Bones,” Jim greeted his friend as he approached their “usual” table where they’d been meeting for coffee before classes. He gestured to Spock who appeared beside him. “This is Spock. My…” He looked to Spock.

“Significant other,” Spock supplied.

Jim smiled. “Right. Spock this is Bones, er, Leonard McCoy.”

“Doctor.”

“Have a seat, both of you. I have questions.”

He exchanged a look with Spock, but when Spock shrugged, Jim sat and Spock took the seat next to him.

“So, you’re saying you two are canoodling now?”

“I guess you could call it that, sure.”

“Since when?”

“Very recent. Needless to say I won’t be needing a single dorm. I already informed them.

Bones grimaced. “Just like that? What, did you meet three days ago?”

“Three weeks, two days, fourteen hours and—”

“Never mind,” Bones growled. “It seems rather sudden.”

“Well…when you know you know.”

“What do you know?” Bones demanded.

“We both like each other.” Jim grinned.

“Like?”

“A lot.”

Jim smiled at Spock. “Exactly.”

Bones buried his face in his hands. “I give up.”

“That is wise, Doctor. As I am fairly certain that we do not require your opinion.”

Bones glared. “Now just a minute.”

“Bones,” Jim quickly interrupted before things got more tense between the two. “Lay off. It’s all good. We’re happy. And things are going well. I just wanted you to know I’m staying in the dorm with Spock and why. That’s all.”

“Fine. You win. I’m done pestering you.”

“For which we are grateful.”

Bones opened his mouth to retort to Spock.

Jim cut him off again. “We both have class, right, Bones.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

Jim turned to Spock. “I’ll see you back home.”

“Indeed.”

A few minutes later, Bones walked by Jim’s side as they left the cafeteria.

“Home, is it?”

Jim laughed. “Yeah, I think so. We’ll see. It’s all good, Bones. I promise.”

“All right. Let’s get to class.”

The End