Nobis ✴︎ Pavel Chekov

Chapter Twenty - The Enterprise Special

Kirk organises another night out with Sulu and tells Pavel to bring Emory. Kirk finds what he considers a safer bar than last time and orders them all drinks. Emory asks Pavel not to let her drink too much and he agrees. Sulu rolls his eyes at them and starts on the drink that Kirk orders. He won't specify what it is but it tastes amazing and hits hard. Emory only has one but Pavel has two more and ends up a little drunk. He keeps telling Emory she's pretty and Kirk and Sulu laugh at them in their own semi-drunken stupor. Pavel keeps hugging Sulu and Kirk and tries play darts with them. He only hits the board once but is very excited when he does. Emory can't help but laugh at how strong and obvious his accent becomes when he's not conscious of it. Kirk makes him say 'nuclear wessel' a couple of times.

Pavel stumbles a little into the bathroom and Sulu, who is only slightly buzzed, helps him not fall into anyone. Sulu has been asked to let Kirk to Emory talk, something about placement on the ship. Kirk seems a little uptight about it so he doesn't ask for any details but it seems like something very serious. Pavel's not supposed to find out either. Sulu looks across at him. His face rests against the wall whilst he uses the urinal. He doubts that in his current state, the Russian is sober enough to be even remotely observant.

Emory looks flushed when Pavel and Sulu re-emerge. She either has been crying or is about to cry and Sulu can tell he didn't give Kirk enough time to talk to her. Sulu suggests they all go for a walk and he walks ahead with Pavel while Kirk and Emory talk a little more. He wants to listen but he doesn't, looking back to see Emory wiping her eyes again. Pavel asks him what's wrong and he brushes it of as nothing. Pavel asks where they're going and Sulu shrugs. There's a kid's park and Pavel runs towards it, almost falling over. He starts swinging on one of the swings and laughing stupidly. Sulu sits on the swing beside him and looks over at Kirk and Emory. He hugs Emory but she still seems upset. Pavel calls them over and pulls Emory onto his lap, kissing her neck and laughing.

"Emmy," he mutters, leaning his head on her shoulder. "Emmy, you're so pretty. How did I meet someone so pretty?"

"You are so drunk," she laughs.

"I know," he grins. "I don't know what Keptin Kirk gave me but it was soooooo good." He draws out all the sounds in his words and makes Kirk and Sulu smirk at one another. "What was I drinking?"

"A special mix," Kirk winks. "It's called the Enterprise Special. A joint effort between one of the bar tenders and myself. It'll mess you up pretty easily but it tastes pretty decent. He had way too much of it," he mumbles, gesturing towards Pavel. He doesn't realise he's getting pointed at because he's too busy kissing along Emory's neck. She starts laughing as it tickles and has to get off his lap before he continues anymore.

"We should get him back to his room," Sulu mutters, gesturing towards the Russian. Kirk and Emory nod. Kirk takes one side of his and Emory takes the other.

"You're pretty too," he says to Kirk, patting his head affectionately. They can't help but laugh.

Pavel tries to get Emory to stay the night but she knows he'll be kind of a mess in the morning and doesn't really want to hang around. She stays for a while to make sure he survives through a shower and getting into bed but he's otherwise fine. He keeps trying to kiss her but she manages to talk him out of it long enough for him to fall asleep. She kisses his head when he is asleep and leaves the house, feeling a little sick herself but not from the alcohol.

Emory comes to check on Pavel in the morning. He's in his jocks and sitting with his head resting on the toilet bowl. She passes him a glass of water and he looks up, smiling weakly when he sees her. He thanks her for the water and drinks it slowly, apologising for everything that he probably said or did the night before. She tells him he kept calling her pretty.

"Drunk Pavel is a lot less shy," he says gently, looking up at her and smiling. "I can actually speak my mind when I'm drunk. I do think you're very pretty, even if I can only say it when I'm wasted."

Emory smiles and ruffles his hair, grinning at his shy smile. He looks a little stupid, sitting against the toilet bowl in his undies with his hair going everywhere.

"You're a mess," she laughs, sitting up close to him. "I forget how pale you are."

He rolls his eyes and leans his head back on the toilet. His nausea has gone down but he still feels a little dizzy. Emory rubs his back gently and asks if he wants more water. He shakes his head and stands up slowly. They retreat back to his room and he puts on a shirt. He lies down on his bed and Emory starts spinning in circles on his desk chair.

"Do you have class today?"

"It's Saturday, Pavel. I have work but not until tonight."

"Can you stay?"

"Of course. We might start having to stay here more, my roommate is back."

"The Vulcan one?"

"Yeah and she isn't particularly fond of people just dropping in. Or staying over. I don't think Alec really cares anyway but yeah... I just don't want to make anything more tense than it already is."

"You don't get along with her?"

"It's not that... She's just different. I forget things like washing and cleaning and it seems to annoy her. Maybe it's just my imagination but I think I'm too laid back for her."

"I love how laid back you are. I don't stress as much when I'm around you. I guess I just needed someone who was going to balance me out."

Emory stops spinning and moves onto the bed next to Pavel. She lies into his chest and breathes in slowly. He has a smell that she can't really describe. She drifts off to sleep slowly with Pavel and smiles gently into his side.

(A/N)
Does anyone still read this lmao

I post a lot more on my story Sanctus and I've already prewritten like 65k words so I suggest reading that rather than this one. It's a better story line and a pretty similar if you're a Pavel A Chekov enthusiast like myself.

Thanks and enjoy