Starstruck (Star Trek/Khan FanFic) - Under Editing

House Arrest

When Marie woke up, she had slid down on the couch and had her head in Chekov's lap. He was awake and absentmindedly stroking her hair.
"Good morning. Did you sleep well?"
Marie nodded, blinking slowly.
"Imma...go get...clothes on..."
Chekov laughed as a sleepy Marie rolled off the couch and stumbled back into her bedroom. After about an hour she came back out, wearing a black t-shirt and dark jeans. Her hair was brushed out and she was wearing makeup.
"You look very nice Marie"
"Thanks Chekov"
"Do you mind if I take a shower?"
"Go right ahead. Through the bedroom, it's the door next to the closet. Towels are in the cabinet"
"Thank you"
Marie nodded absentmindedly and went to do a load of laundry while her friend cleaned himself up. She walked around the apartment gathering mostly Kirk's dirty clothes from off the floor, and a lot of her own socks from random places where they had been thrown. She hates wearing socks indoors. As she dumped the clothes into the machine and poured in some soap, she couldn't help but think about the men in her life. There was her true love, Khan, whom she had promised to wait for. There was her current love interest, James Kirk, who she lived with and had been friends with since practically birth. There was her new best friend and protector, Chekov, that she hadn't been a day without in 2 weeks. She knew she would always go back to Khan, and she couldn't stand to hurt James like that. She has considered leaving him but she had nowhere else to go, especially since she was being hunted down. She could go with Chekov, but she would eventually have to leave him too. Marie sighed and turned on the washing machine. Leaning against it, she figured everything would be easier when her and Kirk went back to work for Starfleet in three months.
"Marie?"
"Hmm?"
She spun around to see Chekov standing before her, a towel wrapped around his waist, but he was completely bare chested and his ginger hair was dark and dripping water.
"Can I borrow some clothes? I forgot we weren't at my apartment..."
Marie laughed and walked into the bedroom she shared with James and grabbed one of his t-shirts and a pair of sweatpants. She threw them to Chekov, who raced into the bathroom to cover himself up. When he came back out, Marie was still laughing. He swatted her lightly with a pillow.
"Cut it out, it was a mistake!"
"I know, I know, I'm sorry Chekov"
Marie hugged him tightly and smiled.
"What should we do today?"
"Can we go for a walk?"
"A walk? Right out in the open?"
"Oh come on, we'll be safe, we're together"
"Ok, I suppose"
Marie cheered and put her shoes on before skipping to the door. Chekov followed as though he was on a leash. They hopped down the stairs together and when they got outside, Marie spun around and took a deep breath in, basking in the sunlight. Chekov looked around nervously.
"Relax! Nothing will happen!"
Chekov shrugged and walked beside Marie as she headed off down the street. Every time a person coming from the opposite direction got close, Chekov instinctively reached out to grab Marie's waist and pull her closer. Marie didn't even notice. They went for a short walk before heading home. They stood outside the door to the apartment building as Marie fumbled for her key.
"See? I told you everything would be-"
"AHH!"
There was a shot, and Chekov fell to the ground clutching his arm. Blood seeped from between his fingers and Marie started to tear up.
"Marie, from now on, can we just be on house arrest?"
Marie struggled to laugh before quickly getting her best friend into the building and helping him to their apartment.
"I'm so sorry Chekov, I should have listened"
"It's ok, darling"
Chekov kissed Marie's cheek.
"Better me than you"