Star Trek One-Shots

Kirk: An Honest Mistake

Yay, it's our slightly-pervy, kind-of-bada** captain! Let's get this show on the road!

Or into space. IDK.

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You stormed into Kirk's quarters, steam almost coming out of your ears.

"What's up, Y/N?" he asked, turning and wrapping his arms around you. You pulled away, anger flooding your face.

"What's up?! I heard you were in bed with another girl!" you yelled. Kirk's eyes widened in surprise.

"How'd you find out?" he said without thinking, then clapped his hand over his mouth. This only made you angrier.

"See?! Ugh, I should keep you on a leash tethered to a pole," you muttered. He laughed, kissing your forehead. You automatically relaxed, then frowned.

Dammit, Y/N! You should be mad! What are you doing?! you thought angrily. Kirk studied your face, then smirked.

"What can I do to calm you?" he asked, giving you puppy eyes. Dammit, he was using the puppy eyes. Those were your weakness.

"Not sleep with other girls," you said, crossing your arms. He laughed, throwing his head back. You tried to suppress a smile in vain.

"Look, I was drunk that night. Shore leave does that to me. Then there was this girl and it went down from there..." he trailed off. You smirked.

"Okay, how about you promise not to get drunk next shore leave," you offered. He grinned, nodding. Then he kissed your cheek, wrapping his arms around you again. You smiled, leaning against his chest and hugging him.

"Y/N, I'm sorry about that night. You've gotten drunk, right? You know how it is?" he asked into your shoulder. You frowned.

"No, I've never been drunk before," you said. Now it was his turn to frown. Then you shrugged. "Well, maybe once with you."

He smiled, chuckling into your ear. You smiled; that laugh was what always kept you alive in space. You two kept each other in your arms when the speakers came to life.

"Captain Kirk, please come to the bridge. Captain Kirk, to the bridge," Uhura's voice said. He muttered and let you go, kissing you one last time before walking over to the speaker by the door.

"Kirk to Bridge. I'm coming," he said. His finger left the button and he smiled reluctantly at you. "I guess you should put that pole you were talking about up there by my chair." You grinned and grabbed his hand, walking up to the bridge with him. He kissed your neck, hugging you again.

"Come on," you pretend-groaned. "You gotta get to the bridge."

"They didn't say how quick," he pointed out, kissing your head. You giggled as he led you to the elevator and kissed you on the lips.

It was going to be a while to get up to the bridge.