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Your friends had called you beforehand to meet up in the Rec room on Christmas Day as the Captain called it off. It could just be a habit of strict routine from life on the Enterprise but you were on this ship long enough to know the youngest crew member's forgetfulness.
Pavel Andreievich Chekov worked alongside Sulu and Kirk; proving to probably be the most intelligent 17 year old in the history of Star Fleet.
His pastimes included listening to 21st century music, playing poker and talking (ALOT) to Sulu. He was also friends with you, Bones, Scotty and occasionally Spock caught a conversation with him or two.
"Can you believe the Keptin let us take a break today? Yesterday he vouldn't quit bugging me," said Chekov.
"Well yeah, it is a holiday today. How do you wanna spend it, Pasha?" you replied.
"In Russia vould be nice. But is too cold to enjoy, you must stay inside or ze blizzard will take you," he laughed. How he was always so cheerful seemed to escape you.
"Let's call Sulu and the others?" You offered. Pavel was a bit hesitant nevertheless agreed.
"Okay, let's wait for the others," you said with a smile. Pavel was only a couple inches taller than you so when he looked at you it often felt very personal. He rubbed his hands together as if to say something to you.
"You... look wery nice vith your hair down, (Y/N)," he managed.
"Hey!"
Hikaru appeared out of nowhere and tapped Pavel on the shoulder, scaring the life out of him. He fell flat onto his face with a loud thud.
"No, no, no, no, no!" Exclaimed the poor Russian. He also had something in his hands that appeared crumpled and red. Bones, who too was there, laughed and helped him up.
"Damn it kid, you haven't grown up at all," quipped Bones. Pavel quickly stood up, face flushed red and looking down.
"Pasha, what's that?" And then it occurred to you what it was that he almost dropped. He looked at you apologetically and handed you the gift. "Vas meant to be surprise."
The wrapping hid a small box with a dagger adorned with the Star Fleet logo. Your eyes widened and a smile crept up onto your face.
"I am alvays vorried about you so I took from the Veapon Storage. Merry Christmas, (Y/N)."
Hikaru and Bones exchanged looks as they had only discovered Pavel's thing for you.
"Thank you so much, Pasha, Merry You said as you planted a kiss on his cheek.
Pavel Andreievich Chekov worked alongside Sulu and Kirk; proving to probably be the most intelligent 17 year old in the history of Star Fleet.
His pastimes included listening to 21st century music, playing poker and talking (ALOT) to Sulu. He was also friends with you, Bones, Scotty and occasionally Spock caught a conversation with him or two.
"Can you believe the Keptin let us take a break today? Yesterday he vouldn't quit bugging me," said Chekov.
"Well yeah, it is a holiday today. How do you wanna spend it, Pasha?" you replied.
"In Russia vould be nice. But is too cold to enjoy, you must stay inside or ze blizzard will take you," he laughed. How he was always so cheerful seemed to escape you.
"Let's call Sulu and the others?" You offered. Pavel was a bit hesitant nevertheless agreed.
"Okay, let's wait for the others," you said with a smile. Pavel was only a couple inches taller than you so when he looked at you it often felt very personal. He rubbed his hands together as if to say something to you.
"You... look wery nice vith your hair down, (Y/N)," he managed.
"Hey!"
Hikaru appeared out of nowhere and tapped Pavel on the shoulder, scaring the life out of him. He fell flat onto his face with a loud thud.
"No, no, no, no, no!" Exclaimed the poor Russian. He also had something in his hands that appeared crumpled and red. Bones, who too was there, laughed and helped him up.
"Damn it kid, you haven't grown up at all," quipped Bones. Pavel quickly stood up, face flushed red and looking down.
"Pasha, what's that?" And then it occurred to you what it was that he almost dropped. He looked at you apologetically and handed you the gift. "Vas meant to be surprise."
The wrapping hid a small box with a dagger adorned with the Star Fleet logo. Your eyes widened and a smile crept up onto your face.
"I am alvays vorried about you so I took from the Veapon Storage. Merry Christmas, (Y/N)."
Hikaru and Bones exchanged looks as they had only discovered Pavel's thing for you.
"Thank you so much, Pasha, Merry You said as you planted a kiss on his cheek.
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"Uhnf" You moaned muffled. Your face was pressed rather hard against the pillow. Your head throbbed a bit, and you were a little confused as to what was going on. That had been the only noise you could get to come out at the moment.
You pushed yourself off the bed enough to look around you, just to realize you were in room you didn't know very well, but recognized enough to know where you were.
There were all kinds of medical textbooks stacked along one wall, and it looked like a first aid kit had been strewn about the room, along with different kinds of medical equipment.
You were in McCoy's room. A look to your left proved your assumption
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You and Spock were eating lunch, when Kirk came up to you.
"You don't act Vulcan, (Y/N) and yet, Spock is more Vulcan than human." Kirk hinted at the question he was asking.
You sighed. You answered this many times before, it didn't make it easier.
"Spock has the emotional mask, right? And the ears, and the green blood. With me, I tend top only have the ears and blood color to prove I'm Vulcan. With him, when he says he half Vulcan, half human, they question the human side. When I say the same thing, they question the Vulcan side. And because of it, our father and I have always had our........disagreements, to but it gently." You froze and l
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The morning after****
You woke up with a slight headache. "Oh, last night was epic. We need to do that again" you turned to your boyfriend, who got his ass kicked in a drinking contest last night, groaned. "Definitely not. Ve are not doing zat ever again" he mumbled into your neck. You laughed, pavel chekov, who had never lost a drinking contest, got his little Russian ass kicked at it. "Oh, come on chekov, it wasn't that bad!"
"Da! It vas!! My head is pounding! Zat never happens!"
"Fine, we'll wait awhile before we do it again"
"Da" you got out of bed, and put on your uniform, and headed down to the bridge. Kirk, spock, sulu, uhura, McCoy,
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(A/N: I know it is horribly late but can you even resist chekov???)
Chekov is clumsy and affectionate.
Chekov is clumsy and affectionate.
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