When Chekov came back he was smiling like crazy. He clearly liked Scar. I smirked when he came back and Kirk looked at me and laughed.
The day ended and he scurried out as quick as he could. I stayed around. Uhura whispered to me before she walked out.
"Please be careful with him." She told me.
I nodded to her and told her I would see her in the morning and I walked over to Kirk.
"Hey!" He said and smiled at me. "You coming back with me again?"
"Sure. But, can I get some things from my room quick? That way I don't have to wear your clothes again."
He nodded at me.
"Captain, may I speak with you for a moment?" Spock asked him.
I got a little nervous. What if Spock wanted to know what was going on between us. What if he wanted to talk to Kirk about me and tell him it wasn't a good idea for him to see me. Or what if it was totally normal and he needed to discuss work with him. Yeah, that was probably it.
Kirk turned around and looked at him. "What is it, Spock?"
"I'll meet you at your room." I whispered to him and walked out.
I headed down the hall and took the elevator down to my room. I walked in Scar was there, throwing her clothes around.
"What are you doing?" I asked her.
She turned and looked at me. "I have nothing to wear!"
I was confused. "Nothing to wear? Why do you need something? Aren't you just going to- ohhhh. Did Chekov ask you on a date?"
She kinda glared at me but at the same time she was blushing. "Maybe."
"Considering he came back with the biggest smile on his face, I knew he liked you. Now, excuse me." I pushed past her and went to my dresser. I took off my dress and put on a pair of pants and a shirt. I grabbed a new red dress and stuffed it in a bag, along with some extra clothes.
Scar was still scowling and ended up putting on a pair of pants and a fancy shirt.
"So where is he taking you? Is he coming here? Cause you need to clean your mess first. Or are you going there?"
"He's coming to get me. He didn't want to stay here because he was worried we would bug you when you 'got back from being with Uhura'." She told me with an irritated look.
I let out a low laugh and shook my head then smirked at her. "Is someone gonna get laid?"
She glared at me. "If ANYONE is going to get laid it's going to be you. You're the one that's sneaking around with the 'gorgeous' man whore of a captain. You're taking the big risk."
"Okay, woah. No need for you to get all snippy like that. You're obviously stressed. Just calm down. You look fine. I have to go. And I swear if you chicken out and tell him you became ill I will drag him here myself and tell him you were lying." I grabbed the bag and walked out the door.
I took the elevator up a floor and walked to Kirk's room. I knocked on the door and it opened. He was sanding there. He had taken his yellow shirt off.
"Oh. I see you also changed. You didn't have to." He told me when he saw me.
You didn't have to. What was that supposed to mean? Is he hinting that he wants to sleep with me and I didn't have to change into normal clothes because I'm not going to have them on anyway? Damn it, I was freaking out again.
"Oh. Yeah. The dress was becoming uncomfortable. I like my casual wear." I told him.
"Well you still look nice. I'm actually making spaghetti. That's fine, right?" He walked towards the kitchen.
Did he just tell me I looked nice? Oh my god. I can't believe he said that. "Yeah, spaghetti sounds great." I threw my bag on his bed and followed him.
"Can you get the sauce out of the cupboard and put it in a pot to heat up? This is almost done."
"Sure." I opened what I thought was the right cupboard, and thankfully it was, and I pulled out the jar and tried opening it. It was a new one, so it was really tight. He noticed I was struggling and came to help.
"Here, let me get it." He stood behind me and reached his arms around me, placing a hand right under mine that was holding the jar. I pulled the one away that was on the lid and he replaced it with his, twisting and opening it.
I think I stopped breathing again, or at least it became very shallow. I slowly leaned back into him. My back pressed against his chest. I felt him breathing and he looked down at me.
"You okay?" He asked.
I looked up at him. "Oh. Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine." I took the jar from him and stepped forward again and poured the sauce in the pot.
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Scar walked down the hall, following Chekov. She lightly bit her lip and smiled. She couldn't believe she was actually on a date.
'When I see Devina again, I have to apologize for snapping at her like that.' She thought to herself.
"Here we are!" Chekov said and opened the doors to his room and walked in.
Scar followed behind him. It smelled like he was already making something.
"What are we having?" She asked him.
"Well I have some chicken nuggets and I also have some peas made too if that's okay."
"That's perfect." She told him.
"Good! Now sit." He motioned to the table and she sat down.
He walked into the kitchen, grabbed the food and came back, setting it down in front of her with a glass of water.
"Thank you." She told him and started eating.
When they finished they sat on the couch with popcorn and watched a movie.
"This is a good movie." She said.
Chekov nodded in agreement. "Told you you'd like it."
Scar took a deep breath and leaned into his shoulder. He seemed a bit surprised but put his arm around her anyway. Scar smiled.
Chekov looked at her and she looked at him. He leaned down and pressed his lips to hers. Se blinked in surprise but kissed him back.
"Was that too soon?" He asked her, seeming a bit concerned.
She shook her head. "No. It wasn't. It was great." She put a hand on the side of his neck and kissed him again. "I was just surprised you actually kissed me, that's all."
He smiled and handed her the popcorn again.
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When Kirk and I were done eating we ended up on the couch. We sat there watching TV. It wasn't really that interesting so we just started to talk.
"Can I get a shower real quick before we head to bed?" I asked him.
"Yeah, of course. I'll clean up the kitchen while you do." He stood up and walked back to the kitchen.
I got up and went into the bathroom. I stripped my jeans and shirt and jumped in.
When I got out I dried my hair and was looking for the clothes I brought to sleep in. "Shit. I didn't bring the bag in!"
I wrapped the towel around me and peaked out the door. Kirk wasn't in the bedroom. Good. I tied the towel and walked to the bed, I dug through the bag and grabbed the clothes I brought to sleep in.
"I hate when that happens. When I forget to bring my clothes in with me."
I jumped and looked up and saw Kirk leaning against the doorway. I felt the towel slide down my body. I got a look of panic on my face and ducked down behind the bed to cover myself back up.
Kirk stood there and laughed.
I stood up with the towel around me again and my clothes under my arm. "It's not funny!"
"Sure it is." He laughed again.
I glared at him and walked back into the bathroom.
When I came back out he was in his boxers again and ready for bed. He smirked at me and I glared at him again and climbed into bed. I laid on my side facing him again and he faced me.
"It's still not funny." I told him.
He smirked and little. "It kinda was."
I let out a sigh of frustration.
"Don't be mad."
"I will be if I want to be." I put my face in the pillow.
He pulled my face up and leaned closer. The tips of our noses were touching and his lips were inches from mine. I just sat there and looked into his blue eyes.
"I won't let you be mad."
"And how are you going to do that?" I asked him, still looking into his eyes.
He shrugged but leaned his lips closer to mine. I figured because he slept around a lot he wouldn't really know how to have a sweet and gentle or passionate kiss. He would just know how to kiss girls hard enough and forcefully enough so they gave into him. But this wasn't like that. His lips were soft and gentle on mine. It felt like he was barely touching me. I realized I was just laying there so I decided to show him it was fine. I gently returned the kiss and his lips moved against mine. Mine automatically followed his lead. Slowly it got harder and more forceful and he rolled on top of me. I had my fingers tangled in his hair holding his face to mine. I felt his hands try pushing my shirt up as the kisses got harder.
I pushed him away and off of me. "No. No, I won't let you do that. I'm sorry, but I'm not going to. I'm not like the other girls."
He looked at me and nodded. "It's fine. I understand."
I looked at him questionably. "You understand? It's fine? According to Uhura, this isn't what you normally do. She warned me to be careful with you."
He let out a disapproving breath. "I'm allowing you to say no, and I'm telling you it's fine because there's something different about you. I would have had your clothes off and we would have had sex the first night of I didn't feel you were different. And I wouldn't have opened up to you."
"I... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you at all." I snuggled into him and put my face in his chest.
He wrapped his arms around me. "I know. You didn't upset me. It's okay."
"Good." I looked up and him and he knew what I wanted.
He leaned his head down and gave me another gentle kiss and held me closer and we fell asleep.
*Author's Note: This is a pretty long chapter guys. I don't think I'll have another coming today. I'll do more tomorrow. Enjoy!*