Sulu's door comm beeped and he looked up. "Who is it?" he asked. "Pavel." The comm said tinnily. He pressed the button on his desk to let him in. He came in and held up the box he was holding. "What's that?" Sulu asked, swiveling his chair around. "Christmas decorations. I thought we could decorate your quarters." "Why does it have to be my quarters? I know your type of decorating; I won't be able to move once you're done! Can't we do yours?" Chekov pouted at him. Sulu looked away. "Hikaru, please?" He glanced back and looked away again. "You're entirely too adorable for your own good." he grumbled. "I know." Chekov grinned. "Well, that ruined the effect." The ensign immediately resumed the puppy-dog eyes. Sulu looked back at him. "Okay, fine." Chekov broke out into a grin a mile wide. Sulu grinned back at him "Possibly it was worth it just for that smile." he said, walking over and kissing him. Chekov set the box down on the bed and opened it. Tinsel burst out the top and spilled onto the bed. "How did you even get this?" Sulu asked in amazement. "We're in the middle of space! We haven't been on shore leave for months, and the last we were wouldn't have sold this." Chekov smiled mysteriously. "Everyone has their secrets." he proclaimed. Sulu laughed and picked up the first strand.