Star Trek Imagines (Reader-Inserts) Part Two

Voy. Tom Paris - "You're all I think about!"

You were wrenched from your dreams by the repeated sound of your door chime going off. You frowned and rubbed at your eyes as you yawned. "Computer, what is the time?"

"The time is 0116."

Your brow furrowed. "Who the hell is here at this hour?" you asked out loud. "Computer, lights."

You squinted as the lights came on. You pushed your blankets off and shuffled to the main room. "Come in."

The door opened and Tom stepped in, wearing his pyjamas with his hair disheveled.

"Hey," you said, confused. "Everything okay?"

Tom shook his head. "Can I come in?"

"Yeah, of course." You approached him as he entered. "What's wrong?"

"I can't sleep," he admitted.

"Well I figured that much," you teased with a slight smile. "What's keeping you awake?"

Tom ran his hand through his hair and took in a deep breath. "You."

Your brows knit together. "Me?" you asked, not sure where he was going with that.

He nodded and chuckled nervously. "I can't get you out of my head, Y/N! You're all I think about! Day and night, I'm thinking about you. And I'm not thinking about you in ways that friends should think about one another." He paused, scanning your face for any emotions. All he could see was a look of shock, so he continued. "I think I'm in love with you, Y/N. Madly and hopelessly in love with you.."

At that, your heart skipped a beat and your stomach did a summersault. Tom was in love with you? That's what he said, right? Love? A swarm of butterflies started flying around in your stomach. He loved you. You loved him too. Gosh, you've loved him for a while, but you had always been too nervous to say anything in fear of rejection and possibly of ruining your friendship.

"Say something," Tom whispered nervously.

You opened and closed your mouth, trying to come up with the words to say. "I love you too," you whispered finally.

A wide smile broke out on his face. "Thank God. Otherwise this would have been really awkward."

You laughed softly. "Well how could I not love you back? You're pretty amazing, Tom."

Tom took your hands in his and gave them a squeeze. "You're not so bad yourself." He grinned and leaned in closer. He pressed his lips to yours, and you two shared a gentle kiss filled with emotions.

"Stay the night," you murmured against his lips.

Tom looked at you with mischief in his eyes and a smirk on his face. "At least let me take you on a date first."

You laughed. "Just to sleep, Tom. It's late. We both need our sleep."

"Fair enough," he said. He kissed you softly, smiling against your lips. "God, you have no idea how happy I am right now."

You smiled at him. "I think I have a pretty good idea."

Tom led you to your bedroom. "Just one question first."

"What is it?"

He grinned. "Big spoon or little spoon?"