2/2: Also, if you want to add Bones to the tub, I wouldn’t mind. Like, at all.
(Friend, you somehow know all of my favorite things. I thought I’d better give you 200 words for this, so here you go!)
McCoy could think of very few perks to having a cabin adjoined to Spock’s, via a shared bathroom.
Spock was a perfectly considerate neighbor, keeping his door locked and his activities near-silent when they had to prepare for opposite shifts; it was Kirk who was, apparently, the exception, and the problem.
When McCoy opened the bathroom door, he saw the back of Kirk’s head, barely above the level of the bathtub, and lathered with soap. He did not notice Spock for several seconds afterward, and found his hair in much the same state. Spock’s eyes crept over from where they had been settled, at Kirk’s chest, and met the doctor’s with a roll, and reluctance.
“I take it there’s some logical explanation,” McCoy sighed.
Kirk turned around, following Spock’s nonverbal cue to do so, and answered on his behalf.
“Vulcan is a desert planet, Bones,” he said.
Spock frowned but did not debate, and went back to hiding his face between the softness of Kirk’s body and the sharpness of McCoy’s glare.
“I have a feeling you wouldn’t be arguing if you were allowed to join us, hmm?” posed Kirk, teasingly.
McCoy could think of one very important perk, now.