"This is bullshit." Jim grumbles, hauling his duffel bag up the dormitory hallway while keeping an eye out for his assigned room. Behind him Sam rolls his eyes. Jim's been bitching since they got their assignments. And it's not like Sam is unsympathetic?? Rooming with a goddamned Vulcan of all things is going to be Rough. Better Jim than him is all. He's lucked out and got a human room mate a couple floors up from Jim.
"What, because you can't pin that hobo you met at orientation to your bed if you're not living together?" Sam counters loftily. He can't understand his baby brother's taste in pretty much anything. And the washed up older "doctor" Jim wouldn't stop getting way too close to? Mystifying. Couldn't be Sam Kirk.
"That's not the point! I thought you said folks could request to room together."
"Well, how was I to know there was some stupid incentive going on???" By reading the paperwork properly, Sam. And now Jim is the one paying for it. Finally they settle in to the right door and Jim keys open what will be his room for the next long while. It's upsettingly neat and tidy, which has Jim's mouth twisting in discomfort immediately. It shuts him up though, which allows both Kirk brothers a glimpse at the half-Vulcan Jim is going to be stuck rooming with.
Sam suppresses a chuckle. Oh, Jim is screwed. He's going to be rooming with a goddamned robot rather than a man. Was that his fucking mother? And he still talks like that??? His baby brother does just have the worst luck. Sam probably shouldn't feel amused while he thinks that, but the fact that He has dodged this bullet is too much a relief.
Jim, meanwhile, has the decency to be quiet when he sets his duffel bag down on the bed nearer the door. This side of the room is untouched, so it's gotta be his. Unease prickles at him to overhear even part of a conversation not meant for him. But then, Jim doesn't do Family. It's weird as hell to hear someone being so affectionate even to their own kin. Less weird honestly for his room mate to be uncomfortable with it. Jim would be crawling out of his skin in suspicion if his mom talked to him like that.
"Didn't realize you were occupied." Jim says when his room-mate turns. "I just got in." He refuses to Show his unease on his face though. So he fishes out a smile. One that isn't quite so forced as he gets a better look at the goods on the man turning to look at him. Even with that stupid haircut...damn. He's really hot. "Jim Kirk. Looks like we're stuck together."
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"What, because you can't pin that hobo you met at orientation to your bed if you're not living together?" Sam counters loftily. He can't understand his baby brother's taste in pretty much anything. And the washed up older "doctor" Jim wouldn't stop getting way too close to? Mystifying. Couldn't be Sam Kirk.
"That's not the point! I thought you said folks could request to room together."
"Well, how was I to know there was some stupid incentive going on???" By reading the paperwork properly, Sam. And now Jim is the one paying for it. Finally they settle in to the right door and Jim keys open what will be his room for the next long while. It's upsettingly neat and tidy, which has Jim's mouth twisting in discomfort immediately. It shuts him up though, which allows both Kirk brothers a glimpse at the half-Vulcan Jim is going to be stuck rooming with.
Sam suppresses a chuckle. Oh, Jim is screwed. He's going to be rooming with a goddamned robot rather than a man. Was that his fucking mother? And he still talks like that??? His baby brother does just have the worst luck. Sam probably shouldn't feel amused while he thinks that, but the fact that He has dodged this bullet is too much a relief.
Jim, meanwhile, has the decency to be quiet when he sets his duffel bag down on the bed nearer the door. This side of the room is untouched, so it's gotta be his. Unease prickles at him to overhear even part of a conversation not meant for him. But then, Jim doesn't do Family. It's weird as hell to hear someone being so affectionate even to their own kin. Less weird honestly for his room mate to be uncomfortable with it. Jim would be crawling out of his skin in suspicion if his mom talked to him like that.
"Didn't realize you were occupied." Jim says when his room-mate turns. "I just got in." He refuses to Show his unease on his face though. So he fishes out a smile. One that isn't quite so forced as he gets a better look at the goods on the man turning to look at him. Even with that stupid haircut...damn. He's really hot. "Jim Kirk. Looks like we're stuck together."