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httpfandxms · 4 years

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Exploring a New World (8/30)

Pairing: James T. Kirk x Reader

A/N: Sorry this chapter kind of sucks. It’s a filler... I’m definitely going to be fixing this chapter soon to add more Y/n in it. You don’t even need to say anything about how crappy this one is because trust me I know this one sucks lol.

Once you along with Kirk and Scotty were led onto the bridge by the officers, Spock marched his way over. He brought his attention to the soaked man beside you and asked, “who are you?”

“I’m with him,” Scotty said.

“He’s with me,” Kirk responded simultaneously.

“We are travelling at warp speed,” Spock remarked. “How did you manage to beam aboard this ship?”

“You're the genius, you figure it out,” Kirk retorted.

“As acting captain of this vessel, I order you to answer the question.”

“Well I'm not telling, acting captain,” Kirk stated. “What now? That doesn't frustrate you, does it? My lack of cooperation, that doesn't make you angry?” You and Mr. Scott gave each other a confused look at Kirk’s response.

Spock ignored Kirk as he brought his attention to Mr. Scott and asked, “are you a member of Starfleet?”

“Yes. Can I get a towel,” Scotty asked.

“Under penalty of court martial I order you to explain to me how you were able to beam aboard the ship while moving at warp.”

“Well-”

“Don't answer him,” Kirk interjected.

“You will answer me,” Spock ordered.

Mr. Scott hesitated to which you immediately blurted out to him, “don’t take sides right now.”

“And you doctor, I expected better actions as you are the daughter of a captain.”

“Wha- I was only-“ you started.

Kirk interrupted you as he said, “she didn’t do anything wrong so leave her out of this.” He took a step towards Spock acting as a barrier, “what is it with you, Spock? Your planet was just destroyed, your mother murdered, and you're not even upset.”

“If you are presuming that these experiences in any way impede my ability to command this ship you are mistaking,” Spock informed.

“And yet you were the one who said fear was necessary for command,” Kirk continued. “I mean, did you see his ship? Did you see what he did?”

“Yes, of course, I did.”

“So are you afraid or aren't you?”

“I will not allow you to lecture me about the merits of emotion.”

“Then why don't you stop me?”

“Step away from me Mr. Kirk.”

“What is it like not to feel anger? Or heartbreak? Or the need to stop at nothing to avenge the death of the woman who gave birth to you.”

“Okay, Kirk you need to cool it,” you warned.

“Back away from me.”

“You feel nothing! It must not even compute for you. You never loved her,” Kirk yelled.

Spock roared and punched Kirk across his face. They fought for a bit until the Vulcan got the upper hand and pushed Kirk over a control board and proceeded in chocking the blond.

“Spock, stop it. You’re killing him,” you shouted.

Spock didn’t budge until he heard the voice of his father behind him who only called his name. Spock slowly took a step back then reported, “doctor I am no longer fit for duty. I hereby relinquish my command based on the fact that I have been emotionally compromised. Please note the time, and date and the ships log.”

As Spock left, all the crew that remained on the bridge stood still while staring at each other in silence. “I like this ship,” Mr. Scott said aloud disrupting the silence with a bright smile. “You know it’s exciting.”

“Well, congratulations Jim,” Leonard said. “Now we have no captain and no goddamn first officer to replace him.”

“Oh no,” you mumbled to yourself as you remembered one of the final orders given by your father.

“Yeah, we do,” Kirk made public.

“What,” Leonard asked as the blond made his way to the captain’s chair and sat onto it.

“Pike made him first officer,” you informed.

“You gotta be kidding me,” Leonard stated.

“I wish I was,” you gave a small chuckle.

Kirk looked at you both and gave a small nod, “thanks for the support guys.”

Nyota walked up to Kirk, “I sure hope you know what you’re doing, Captain.”

Kirk sighed, “so do I.”

“You’ll do great, why else would he pick you,” you said as you gave him a reassuring smile causing his lips to curl up. You turned to Scotty as you clapped your hands and called out, “alright Scotty, come with me. We’ll get you that towel and some fresh clothes.”

“Whatever the case, we need to get aboard Nero’s ship undetected,” Kirk divulged.

Leonard said, “we can’t just go in there guns blazing, Jim.”

“Especially not with their technology,” you added.

“I’m telling you, the math doesn’t support what you’re suggesting,” Sulu stated.

“Captain Kirk. Captain Kirk,” Chekov called out as he approached the group.

“Yes, Mr. Chekov. What is it,” Kirk asked.

“Based on the Narada’s course from Vulcan, I have projected that Nero will travel past Saturn. Like you said, we need to stay invisible to Nero or he’ll destroy us. If Mr. Scott can get us to warp factor 4, and if we drop out of warp behind one of Saturn’s moons, say, Titan, the magnetic distortion from the planet’s rings will make us invisible to Nero’s sensors. From there, as long as the drill is not actuated, we can beam aboard the enemy ship.”

“Aye, that might work.” Scotty chimed in which still drying himself off with a towel.

Leonard frowned in confusion, “wait a minute, kid. How old are you?”

“Seventeen, sir,” Chekov happily replied.

“Oh, good, he’s seventeen,” Leonard repeated to Kirk.

“You be quiet,” you said as you smacked Leonard’s chest. “The kid’s smarter than you anyways.” In response, Leonard nudged your shoulder playfully.

“Doctor,” Spock said bringing everyone’s attention to the Vulcan. “Mr. Chekov is correct. I can confirm his telemetry. If Mr. Sulu is able to maneuver us into position, I can beam aboard Nero’s ship, and steal back the black hole device. And if possible, bring back Captain Pike.”

Kirk slightly shook his head as he replied, “I won’t allow you to do that, Mr. Spock.”

Spock smirked, “Romulans and Vulcans share a common ancestry. Our cultural similarities will make it easier for me to access the ship’s computer to locate the device. Also, my mother was human which makes earth the only home I have left.”

Kirk took a step towards Spock, “then I am coming with you.

“I would cite regulation, but I know you will simply ignore it,” Spock said as he cocked his head to the slightly.

Kirk chucked, “see? We are getting to know each other.” He then smacked Spock’s shoulder and walked past him to the exit of the bridge.

“Kirk,” you said as you sped towards the blond. “Can I come along as well?” He opened his mouth to object, but you interrupted him before he could say anything. “Before you start, nothing you say will stop me. I’m only asking because I’d rather not go against your orders.” Kirk hesitated as he pondered for a moment. “Please James. He’s my father,” you pleaded. Kirk’s shoulders dropped as he sighed then nodded.

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grandtheftstarship · 5 years

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Adorkable (Pavel Chekov x Young!Fem!Reader)

Summary: [y/n] boards the Enterprise as a new recruit and meets a flustered Pavel Chekov.

Word Count: 2000+ Warnings: reader is like, 15, though it’s probably not possible but that doesn’t really matter; fluffy af :) also cursing but that’s a given Posted: Tumblr, Wattpad Requested: No

A/n: Sorry if the Russian is incorrect, I used Google translate. I also left some un-translated because some of my favorite Chekov fics made me look it up myself and it made me smile. It’s also more fun that way :)

Today was the day. Today was the day you were finally going to be boarding the Enterprise and working as a full-time ensign, as well as training to be a backup engineer. You were so excited you could barely sleep, and once you woke up the next morning you already had so much energy you had no idea what to do with yourself.

After stress-eating several bowls of [your favorite cereal] and pacing so long you could've worn holes in your floor, it was time to leave your home in San Francisco. You smoothed out your new gold uniform, making sure it wasn't riding up and tugged on your boots. Deeming yourself acceptable, you grabbed your things and left.

After reveling in the beauty of the massive starship, you boarded successfully and started looking for your quarters. You had to admit you were a little self-conscious. The Enterprise had already been flying for five months and everybody seemed to know each other already. You clutched your backpack straps, keeping your head down as you navigated through the crowd of officers.

Chekov stood awkwardly by Sulu who was talking with someone he had never met. He scanned the crowd, seeing the same usual faces... Except for one. Her [hair length] [hair color] hair shielded her face for a moment until she suddenly looked up and scanned the room. Butterflies exploded in his chest, sending his heart pumping at a furious pace as he caught a glimpse of her features. He was unable to move, unable to breathe, as the same four words echoed in his mind.

You're in love.

She suddenly made eye contact and her face burst into pink and she hastily looked away, causing his own face to redden as he averted his eyes. Unfortunately, Sulu noticed.

"Hey, it was nice talking to you, but I gotta go," he waved goodbye to the person he was talking with and dragged Chekov to the side.

"Who are you looking at?" he smirked.

"N-no one," Chekov tried desperately to get his heartbeat to calm down. "It's nothing."

"Okay, I know that you know that I'm 'batting for the other team'," Sulu made quotes with his fingers. "But I really want to know who you're looking at. Is it someone I know?"

Chekov shook his head. "I've never seen her before." Sulu sighed.

"What color uniform does she have?" he asked.

"Gold," Chekov gulped. "Like us."

"Excellent," Sulu snickered. "Easier to find."

" о боже, помоги мне, " Chekov muttered. (Oh god, help me)

You scurried down a random hall, gripping your PADD with a map of the Enterprise in one hand and the other randomly twirling the hem of your dress.

What just happened?

That boy was outrageously attractive and he was staring at you. You tried your best to brush it off and continue to find your quarters. The captain had requested that you meet him on the bridge so he could let you know what you were supposed to do and you really did not want to show up with your face a blushing mess and your backpack.

When you finally found it, you tossed your backpack down, splashed water on your face, and you were back out the door. Your heart raced and your palms were sweaty as you entered the turbolift.

"Bridge, please," you said, trying to sound confident. The lift went faster than you expected and before you knew it the doors hissed open to reveal the busy space.

Quickly remembering protocol, you called; "Permission to enter the bridge, sir?"

The captain turned around, immediately grinning.

"Ah, Ensign [y/l/n]! So glad you made it aboard," ha pat you on the shoulder. "Let me introduce you to some people."

Does he do this with all the crew?

"Bones, this is Ensign [y/l/n], the fifteen-year-old Ensign I told you about!" Kirk led you over to a tired looking man arguing with a Vulcan. They both looked up when you approached.

"Dammit Jim, since when are we letting fifteen-year-olds join the crew?" Bones grumbled. "Chekov's seventeen and I'm already fed up."

"This is our Cheif Medical Officer, Bones McCoy," Jim introduced.

"The name's Leonard," he muttered, sticking his hand out to shake. You gladly shook it.

"And this here is the First Officer, Commander Spock."

"Pleased to meet you, Ensign," he greeted. "I understand that you have taken the record of youngest Starfleet officer, am I correct?"

"I understand that you have taken the record of youngest Starfleet officer, am I correct?"

Chekov tensed.

That was my record.

He stood up suddenly to approach the person who had taken his prized possession but stopped in his tracks.

дерьмо. (Shit)

It was her. It was the girl from before. Before he could go back to his seat unnoticed, the captain called him over.

"Keep cool," Chekov muttered, getting desperate to calm his reddening face. He tried not to look her way, in fear he would freeze up like the last time he beheld her.

"Ensign [your full name], this is Ensign Pavel Chekov," Kirk introduced.

He finally allowed himself to look at her, which was an immediate mistake. Her smile launched butterflies in his stomach and, if it was possible, his eyes reflected hearts.

"Hi! It's nice to meet you Pavel!" she beamed at him, and held out her hand. Chekov shook his head slightly and reached out to shake her hand.

" Это хорошо для - I mean, Its good to meet you," He stuttered awkwardly, muttering, "Я испортил это." (I messed it up)

"You too!"

"Chekov, sorry to tell you this but this Ensign has beaten your record for 'youngest crew member'," Kirk said with a grin. "I'm lucky to have the two youngest members of Starfleet aboard my ship!"

"Wait, how old are you, if you don't mind me asking?" she cocked her head a bit as she looked up at him.

О боже, почему она такая красивая.

"I-umm," he struggled.

"He's seventeen," Kirk winked at him.

"Wow! Seventeen! That's amazing!"

Oh god, that smile.

"Ты великолепен (you’re wonderful)- I mean, you're amazing," they both turned red. "I- I mean that you're amazing for getting in at fifteen."

"Thank you," she smiled sheepishly.

"Chekov why don't you escort Ensign [last name] to her quarters," Kirk instructed slyly.

Sulu didn't tell him, did he?

дерьмо.(Shit)

"O-of course Keptin," Chekov stuttered. He was gonna kill Sulu.

"Thank you," Kirk clapped her on the back and started walking away. "Have fun you two, but not too much fun."

They both stood there awkwardly.

"Um- ladies first," Chekov said when the turbolift opened.

"Thanks," she said softly. The lift was silent before you started speaking.

"So, you're the navigator?" She asked him.

"да- I mean, yes," Chekov cursed himself. "I am also shadowing the Cheif Engineer."

"Hey me too!" she said, smiling. "I actually have to go down there next... Do you wanna come with?"

"S-Sure," Chekov gave a small smile. "I would love too."

"Great!"

There were a couple moments of silence.

"Are you-" she started.

"How did-" Chekov interrupted.

"Sorry!" they both said at the same time.

"You first," she giggled as the turbolift opened.

"No, ladies first," he insisted, smiling as he let you out of the turbolift first.

"Okay fine then," she sighed. "Are you from Russia? I mean of course you are- I mean-"

"It's okay," Chekov chuckled. "I am from Russia. I was born there in 2241."

"I see," she nodded. "I was born in [birthplace], 2244."

"You're fifteen, yes?" Chekov asked.

"Yeah, but I'm turning sixteen in a few weeks," she replied. "Anyway, your turn. What were you going to say?"

"Oh, uh," Chekov rubbed the back of his neck. "I was going to ask how your parents let you join Starfleet so young. Mine barely let me go to America."

"Well it took a lot of convincing by me and my teachers, but once I skipped to the ninth grade when I was ten, my parents agreed to enroll me," she explained.

"That is amazing," Chekov blushed at his words. "Well, we are in engineering. This is where I leave you."

"I'll see you later?" she cocked her head to the side again, making Chekov's insides turn to mush.

"да- I mean, yes," he stuttered. "I can meet you for dinner?"

"Its a date then!" and she disappeared into engineering.

Your face was so hot you were sure it would explode. Grateful for the door that now separated you from Chekov, you started towards the Cheif Engineer's office.

Once you got there, he shook your hand and started explaining a whole bunch of things that he was going to teach you later and started showing you around the basic parts of engineering. You couldn't focus. All you could think of was Pavel and how flustered he looked when you looked him in the eye. Four words bounced around your mind for the duration of Scotty's tour.

You're in love.

"Well, that seems to be it. Your first day down here will be in a few days. You'll know the exact date later," he concluded, handing you your PADD back. "Can't wait to work with you, [l/n]."

"You too Mr. Scott," you smiled at him before moving away. Your thoughts went back to your dinner "date" with Pavel, and your cheeks flushed. Unsure when dinner was, you looked on the map on your PADD.

~спустя два дня~

(two days later)

You waited patiently for your new best friend on the ship by the turbolift. You were both going to shadow Scotty for the day, and you were anxious and excited to work next to him.

"[Y/n]!" He called as he jogged up to you.

"Hey Pavel!" you greeted cheerfully, getting into the turbolift. "Ready to be a shadow?"

"You bet!" he replied stepping in after you.

The ride was short but sweet, and before you knew it you were standing in front of Scotty.

"Okay, here are the rules," he said. "No running near the warp core, don't mess with the tools, and don't be making out while I'm not looking."

Both your faces erupted into blushing messes.

"Alright, off we go," Scotty waved over his shoulder as he walked away. You hurried after him.

Forty minutes in, you were bored to death. You could tell Pavel was too, judging by his slouching shoulders and sagging eyelids. Scotty barely did anything; signing reports, checking in on his underlings, etcetera, etcetera.

"Hey," he whispered. "I have an idea."

"I'm down for anything. Just end my suffering," you whispered back. He nodded.

"Mister Scott?" Chekov called.

"What is it, lad?" Scotty replied, looking slightly irritated.

"Can [y/n] and I take a break?" he asked, flashing his puppy eyes.

"Oh- alright. Just don't tell the captain," he warned though laughter twinkled in his eyes.

"Yay!" you and Pavel cheered. He grabbed your hand and started running in the other direction.

"Thanks, Mister Scott!" he called over his shoulder.

"No prob- Hey! No running...." he trailed off at the sounds of your laughter before chuckling to himself. "Kids these days."

"So, what are we doing?" you giggled, trying not to think of how perfectly Pavel's hand fit into yours.

"Jefferies Tube C," he huffed, still running. "The gravity control doesn't work there."

"So in other words," you smiled. "It's fun."

"Precisely," Chekov slowed to a stop, still gripping your hand. "Here's the entrance."

You climbed up the ladder first, praying you remembered to wear booty shorts under your uniform. You barely got the latch open before you felt your feet lift off the ladder rung.

"Whoa!" You yelped, gripping the latch as your feet rose higher, tipping you upside down.

"It's okay," Pavel chuckled, pushing himself lightly into the tube. "Here, grab my hand."

You blushed as you gripped his hand with one of yours and let go of the handle.

"You can do it," he encouraged. You nodded, slowly letting go of his hand. Before you knew it, you were flipping around and laughing your head off.

"Now you've got it!" He laughed.

You smiled at him, head full of bliss and heart fluttering.

"Thank you."

"You're always welcome."

~две недели спустя~

(two weeks later)

"I can't believe I'm doing this," Chekov grumbled as Sulu thrust a pink rose in his hand.

"You'll do great!" Sulu enthused, leading his friend into the dining hall. "There she is!"

Spending two weeks with his best-friend/ love of his life had been amazing and fun. But he couldn't wait anymore. He had to know.

Pavel's heart raced in his chest as he looked at her standing there. The mess hall was not the place he wanted to do this. He pushed the thornless stem of the rose into his waistband and quickly walked over to her.

"Hey, Pavel-"

"Follow me," he said, putting his hand on the small of her back as he led her out of the busy room.

"Pavel- where are we going?" she asked, struggling to keep up with him.

"It's a surprise," he said, tilting his head down at her small form and grinning. His cheeks turned pink at the sight of hers doing the same.

Once he found the room he was looking for, anxiety spiked through him.

I am really going to do this.

"Wow! Is this the astronomy room?" you gasped, looking around in wonder at the galaxy in front of you.

"Y-yes it is," Pavel stuttered. "[Y/n] I... Uh."

"What is it Pav?" you asked, cocking your head. His grip of the rose stem tightened.

"I-I just-" without thinking, he thrust the rose out in front of him and squeezed his eyes shut.

She's going to reject me. He thought desperately.

Oh God, she's going to reject me.

Instead of being slapped or hearing footsteps run from the room as he expected, he felt a hand cover his on the rose and soft lips touch his. His eyes fluttered open, but seeing hers tightly shut he closed them again. She pulled away.

"S-sorry-"

"No!" he interrupted, giving a soft laugh. "That's what I hoped would happen."

She beamed.

"Will you go on a date with me?" he asked sheepishly.

"Of course," she nodded. "Pasha."

With that, Pavel attacked her lips once again.

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