Chekov x Reader: Not so HotYou woke up feeling groggy and sick and you knew exactly why. Dragging yourself from your warm bed you did what you had to and got dressed, not ready (or willing) to go and do your job down in the med bay. As you made your way to the mess hall you caught sight of Pavel out of the corner of your eye.More Like This
“Pavel!” you whisper shouted, catching his attention.
He excused himself from the conversation he was having and made his way over to you. You pulled him into a separate hallway and wrapped your arms around him.
“Iz something wrong,” he asked, returning the hug and stroking your hair.
“I just don’t feel good,” you sighed against his chest.
“I em sorry zat you feel bad,” he kissed the top of your head.
“I’ll be okay. I just wanted to say hi before you went back to work,” you said looking up at him and gave him a kiss.
He smiled and kissed you back. It was over too soon when his PADD alerted him that he was needed o
Clumsy Acquaintance [Chekov x Reader]Fortunate enough to have a wealthy and friendly classmate in your graduating class of 2261, you were now spending your grad night on Rigel II, an M-class planet in the Kandari sector of the Alpha Quadrant and notorious for its reminiscence of 21st-century Vegas, Navada back home on Earth.More Like This
The Cabaret, a popular club, was currently occupied by some 130 new graduates, among which was you. Jack and Sylar had demanded you accompany them, and since they were your only friends on this outing, you had agreed.
It wasn’t that you didn’t enjoy the atmosphere; the loud, fried electronic music, the scantily dressed men and women performing, eager dancers rubbing up against one another on the dance floor, it was kind of fun. In fact, your eyes were currently fixed on a curvy, copper-toned woman displaying her wanton flexibility against a very lucky pole. The thing is, it was nice to look at, but it really wasn’t your scene. And neither did it appear to be that of an uncomfo