A drabble inspired by the times in TOS when Kirk and Spock are given a room with only one bed. K/S, slash. Constructive criticism welcome - but it is my first Star Trek fic, so be gentle please. Reviews will motivate me to finish and publish the several other Trek fics I'm working on!

"This room only has one bed."

Kirk smirks. "Yeah, I suppose it does."

"This would seem to be a recurring pattern. Many of our away missions have found us placed in a room with a single bed. It is... quite illogical."

"Well, we have very... perceptive hosts is all."

He raises an eyebrow. "Perceptive of what, Captain?"

Kirk takes to the bed and looks at his first officer with a wicked glint in his eye. "Of many things, Mr. Spock."

Spock's other eyebrow joins the first. "In that case, perhaps it is, after all... only logical."

He never questions planet-side sleeping arrangements again.