My Star Trek One-Shots

Garak - Hated

Y/N made Garak so mad. Infuriated, even. She would play petty pranks on him, causing harm to his shop. Whenever Garak saw Y/N, he was always filled with anger. Garak couldn't even remember why he and Y/N started fighting. They've been fighting ever since they met.

Today was one of those rare days where he hadn't seen Y/N at all. She wasn't anywhere to be seen. Which worried him. He felt a little sad. He had actually enjoyed seeing her. She was pretty, he had to admit, but he couldn't be with her. He couldn't even like her. They hated each other.

He turned around and entered his shop again. He went to his working table and found a letter on top of the clothes he was working on. His name on the outside of the letter. He cautiously opened the letter to see that it was filled with pictures of the outside of his shop. There was a note in it, reading: Gotch ya - from your favorite

Garak gently placed the letter aside. He began working again, soon forgetting about the letter. He didn't look up from his work until he turned to grab a tool of his, only to find it was missing. He then noticed a bright blue thing standing next to his table. He looked up to see Y/N standing there, holding the missing tool.

Her gaze flicked up to meet Garak's. A smile flashed on her face.

"Looking for this?" She asked, holding up the tool.

"Yes, and I would appreciate it if you would return it," Garak said, trying to get it out of Y/N's hands.

Y/N pulled it back and slid it in her back pocket. Y/N turned to leave but Garak grabbed her wrist and twirled her around. Garak pulled her close and stared into her eyes. Her eyes were filled with fear and confusion.

"Garak, what are you doing? Let me go!" Y/N tried pulling away but Garak kept his hold on her.

Y/N twisted around, but Garak pulled her closer, causing their bodies to be pressed together. Garak looked into Y/N's eyes. Garak kissed Y/N. He closed his eyes and pressed harder. Garak was surprised when Y/N kissed back. Garak's grip on Y/N wrist loosened. Y/N wrapped her arms around Garak's neck.

Garak's arms snuck around Y/N's waist and he held her close. Eventually, they pulled away.

"I'm keeping the tool, just so you know," Y/N said, smiling her mischievous grin.

Garak glared down at her, scowling. "After that kiss, all you can think of is this stupid tool?"

Y/N laughed. "Love you too. I'll see you around."

She turned around and walked out, still holding onto the tool. Garak sighed and continued on his work. Garak loved her with all his heart but hated every last bit of her at the same time. She was infuriating and confusing.