"She's casual, she likes it. Mine and she knows it, gives when I need it. Says to me 'can you feel it?' She's casual but she don't mind."
Pavel starts reading another letter when there's a knock at his door again. He stashes it back with the rest of them and goes to see who's knocking. Emory is on the other side of the door and Pavel smiles at her, inviting her in and bringing her into his room. He'd spent so long imaging her in there with him, he's so glad to finally see it come into fruition. Emory lies down with him and stretches, placing a soft kiss on his cheek. She holds his hand, asking him if he's alright. He nods weakly, moving closer to her and placing a hand on her cheek. She kisses him again, nothing more than a soft peck. He wants to kiss her properly.
Emory keeps with just soft kisses rather than anything too heated or long. She'll only just give him pecks on the cheek or lips and he's far too scared to question it. He wants to kiss her more but he's worried it's still too early for them. He holds her tightly and tells her he's so glad she's here, that he missed her so much. She says very little, something which still worries him. He brushes the hair from her eyes and she smiles at him, suggesting that they have a nap for a while. He falls asleep as she plays with his hair, warm and content.Pavel wakes up with Emory on his chest and he smiles to himself, closing his eyes. He squeezes around her watching as she stirs a little. He places a kiss on her head and falls back into a half sleep, glad to have her around him. He loves how warm he feels, how comfortable and how content. She stirs a little and opens her eyes, giving him a sleepy smile and closing them again.
They get up eventually, only to come back to bed after they'd checked that Sulu isn't around and replicated some breakfast. They're too warm and content together to do anything else. Neither of them ask how long they'll stay together. Neither of them ask what exactly this means now that he's not dead and that she's back, but both of them wonder about it. Pavel wonders if they can make it work, if he can finally forget about Irina.
"Pavel?" Emory says softly.
"Hmm?"
She takes his wrist and manoeuvres his hand onto her chest. "Can you feel it?" Her heart beats steadily under his fingers. He nods, looking at her for some sort of clarification. "It hasn't beat like that in a long time."
He pulls her hand onto his own chest, smiling at her softly and closing his eyes.
"My heart beats with yours Emmy."
"Don't ever die again," she mutters, turning to face him.
"No promises... But I will try."
She kisses him then, gently on the lips before lying back down on his chest. Her hand goes back to where she can feel his heart beat, almost as if she needs it to prove that he's still alive. Alive and there with her.
Pavel gets a message on his PADD but he doesn't bother checking it. He knows it's probably from Irina, in which case he doesn't really want to read it. Especially not in front of Emory. He doesn't know how Irina will react when she finds out about Emory. Last time he mentioned her he made it sound like they had ended. He doubts McCoy has said anything. He probably wouldn't want to. Emory gets up to go to the toilet and Pavel picks up his PADD, realising that unfortunately he's right.
'Are you busy at the moment?'
He doesn't reply, putting his PADD down and waiting for Emory to come back. He stretches himself out and Emory comes back, poking him in the stomach. Pavel laughs and sits up.
"How long are we going to stay here for?"
Before she can give an answer there's a knock at the door. They look at each other, a little unsure whether to call out or not.
"Pavel are you in there?"
"Yeah..." He says, recognising Sulu's voice. Sulu opens the door and pauses when he sees Emory.
"Emory... How long have you guys been in here?"
"Ages," Emory answers, shifting a little. "Hours probably."
"I see," he mutters, an uncertainty in his voice. "Sorry to interrupt but McCoy wants to see you. You need to undergo another health check before you can be cleared as.. Well, not deceased."
"Aye, okay," he mutters. "Thank you, I'll be out soon."
Sulu nods and leaves them, Emory lying back down as soon as he does. "Do I get the pleasure of watching you get changed?" She asks, a sly smile playing on her lips. He winks and stands up, looking for something other than pyjamas he can wear. He pulls off his shirt and tosses it back on the bed, rummaging through his drawers for another one. Emory takes his shirt and swaps it with her own. Pavel doesn't realise until he turns back around.
"I'm not going to get that back, am I?"
"Not a chance. It smells like you."
"What do I smell like?"
She brings the top of shirt closer to her nose and thinks. "Breakfast-y. Maybe like oats or something."
"My shampoo smells vaguely like porridge, maybe that's what you're thinking of." She nods, asking what it is she smells like. Pavel doesn't hesitate in giving an answer. "Like cinnamon and gingerbread. I noticed it the first time I woke up in your room."
"Probably from a candle I use," she mutters. "Karsen gave it to me and told me to burn the scent whenever I felt lonely or needed something to think about. I went through a lot of candles. I have a stash of them with me. "
He smiles, liking the idea of candles and scents for comfort. She sits and hops off his bed, stretching and yawning.
"I'll get out of your hair now. Message me soon okay? I like spending time like this with you."
"So do I. I will see you again soon. I promise."
She smiles and places a kiss on his cheek before she goes, slipping out of his room and leaving him to get ready. He looks in the mirror and tries to look as non-deceased as possible. His hair is messy and he isn't in the mood for being poked and prodded.
(Author's Note)
This song really gives me feelings I hope you listen to it <3
Not going to lie, watched to name the chapter Scentimental after the whole thing about how others smell but thought I best keep the song thing going
Anyway, please leave a comment or a vote. I'd love to hear some of the songs that give you guys the most feels.
Thank you and enjoy <3
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