Prodigy- Wesley Crusher x Female Reader

Chapter 6: Coma

You gripped your father's hand as he slipped and fell. Fell into a coma. Doctor Crusher looked at you with sad eyes. "I'm so sorry." She opened her arms. You rushed towards her and hugged her tight. When you finally let go, you turned to Wesley. You sunk into his chest, weeping. Over your shoulder, Wesley exchanged a face of sadness with his mother.

"It's going to be OK, Y/N. It is all going to be OK. As long as we're together, everything is going to be OK."

"I'd like to go to my quarters with Wesley, if that is alright with you, Doctor Crusher." You choked out words through your tears. "It is fine, Y/N. Go, I'll keep you informed about your father. See you later."

Wesley led you through the crowds of people back to your quarters. You couldn't stop crying. Accidentally, you bumped into Deanna. "Oh, sorry Deanna." You spluttered.

"Are you alright, Y/N?" Deanna rested a comforting hand on your shoulder. Wesley explained the problem in depth. Deanna gasped. "I'll, be in Medbay. Everything will be OK, Y/N. Goodbye." Wesley sympathetically smiled at you and Deanna and continued to guide you throught the halls.

When the two of you arrived at your quarters, you stumbled through the door and fell on your bed. "Oh, Y/N. Come here." Wesley tapped your back and you sat up. He pulled you into his chest, stroking your (hair colour) hair. "How about something to take your mind off your dad?"

"W-What?" You stuttered.

"Y/N, will you go on a date with me?" Instantly, you felt better.

"Of course, Wes. How about a visit to the holodeck?"

"That's just what I was thinking, Y/N. I know exactly which program to choose for you. Let's go, kitten."

You blushed. He'd never called you kitten before, but you liked it. Your quarters were very close to Holodeck 2, which was thankful. Wesley mumbled something into the computer which you couldn't quite figure out. He entered through the door and you followed, excited. When you walked in, you gasped. There was a small table in the centre of a dimly lit room filled with candles. There was a music player playing your favourite song in the corner of the room, and a waiter bowed to you.

"Oh, Wes. You outdid yourself on this one." You kissed his cheek. He chuckled. "Anything for you, Y/N."
Giggling, you sat down at the table and waited for Wesley. He sat down opposite you and clicked his fingers. The waiter rushed over to you both. "Please fetch Y/N some (your favourite food)."
"Certainly, sir."

You had almost completely forgotten about your father (not in a mean way). The waiter came dashing over with a massive bowl/plate of (your favourite food) and you simply thanked him, smiling broadly. Wesley smiled too. "Eat up. I'm not feeling too hungry, I had a big breakfast. A huge breakfast." You shrugged and, as graciously as possible, ate the delicious food. It tasted brilliant. 

When you finished, you stood up, as did Wesley. "I needed, that Wes. Thank you. It's the little things like this that make me really happy."

"You make me happy, Y/N."

"You make me happy too, Wes."

"Wesley? I have some news for Y/N." Wesley's communicator beeped and Doctor Crusher's voice came through.