Star Trek One-Shots {REQUESTS CLOSED}

Chekov

Being on the Starship Enterprise was the best thing you could dream of. Great food, at least better then most Starships, great technology, and, best of all, the crew was fantastic. Well, especially one Crew member. Pavel Chekov. His cute Russian accent and dirty-blonde curly hair just made you feel floaty every time he was around you. But of course you never have really spoke to him, he was either doing something, or you were just too chicken. But one day was going to change that. One day to change then all.

--------------------------the next day-------------------

You were just riding down the elevator off the bridge when someone stopped out and brought it back up. You were calm though, it was normal for something like this to happen, because when everyone takes a brake, there is usually more than one person in the elevator. But when the door opened up, your heart stopped when you realized that it was Chekov. The Pavel Chekov. He held the door open as he yelled back to Kirk.

"I'm zorry but I don't zink I vill play zat game vith you later. I ave important things to do tonight." Long pause, Kirk was probably saying something to him. "Fine, but you know how much I despise zat."

You stand awkwardly in the elevator with him the whole way down. Except for the tiny conversation that you had which consisted of 'hello' 'hi' and nothing else. After you got to the floor that you needed to go to, you stepped off and said goodbye. Though as the doors closed, you heard him mutter to himself "Darn I vas so stupid", and then the doors shut and he was carried down. You thought to yourself, he couldn't like me I'm so insecure and stupid he would never get with me...

So, you open the door to your quarters and flop onto your bed. "I should have talked to him. Should have. Should have." You tell yourself, a bit mad that you ruined a perfectly good chance to talk to him. But you remind yourself that you probably couldn't bring yourself to do that, no matter how good the opportunity. You eventually fall asleep, after changing into a tank top and pajama pants, thinking about what you and Chekov will become someday.

Probably nothing.

--------time skip---------

Rapid knocks on your door awake you. "Umm, hello?" You ask with a yawn.

The cute Russian accent comes to your ears. "(Y/n)? I need your help! Keerk as made me play one of his stupid games zo I need in to your room. And quickly!"

You rush out of bed, and open up the door to Chekov, but he has already rushed over to behind your bed and hid. Your close the door, and then you are finally self-conscious about your appearance of just a tank top and pants. Chekov seems to have noticed it when he came in because his face was already a shade of deep red. You blush back, and finally ask, "What is Kirk's game anyway?"

"Zomething zat you should never play... *shudder*... it as a lot to do vith chasing around za ship, and you should never play it..." he replies, still a little scared from the concept.

You laugh a little then tell him he can come out from behind your bed, as you're pretty sure no one can get into your room. He reluctantly comes out, yet still looks around as if Kirk was hiding in one of the corners of my room.

So you and Chekov sit on your bed, just kind of awkwardly being in each others company. Finally, Chekov breaks the ice. " Zo, (y/n), I've been wanting to tell you something for a long time....well...how do you say zis. I love you (y/n). More zan anyzing I have seen in my life. I noticed you as soon as you got on zis ship. I wish you were my girlfriend to be honest..." Chekov looked at you, playing with his eyes. Pleading for you to say yes.

You fling your arms around your newly found boyfriend. You repeatedly say, "Yes, Yes, Yes!!" As he picks you up and swings you around.

"I will do this, Pavel. I will do what no girl has ever been able to do. I will be your girlfriend."

------queue dramatic music!!!------then fade to love music------then come to the crying of a newborn baby-----

You held the baby in my arms, not believing he was finally here. You took a deep breath as you looked up at the father, none other than the boy who started it all, Pavel Chekov. You looked into his eyes, which were a mixture of happiness and sadness. You had done it. He had done it. You both had done it. Had your 5 year journey on the Enterprise, retired early from Star Fleet, and settled down on Earth and become parents. He leaned into you, gave you the sweetest, most soft kiss on the lips, then repeated the same on the baby's head.

"What should we name him?" You grinned at him, still exhausted from labor.

He gave this long thought. "I zink we should name him something original. Zomething that isn't one of our dad's names. I zink Ryan. Yes. Ryan will do quite nicely."

You still couldn't believe you were a mother, and especially with a cute navigator from the Enterprise, and also couldn't wait to tell Ryan how his parents met.

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