#navyrose

@psychologicallyokay (NavyRose)

I’m such a huge multishipper that if you give me some well written fic for a pairing, I can try to see what merits someone loving it, and try reading a fic for that pairing at least once. In TOS, I do love Spones too much to ever stop but I have read stuff for pairings like Spock/Uhura, Chapel/Uhura, Chekov/Sulu, Scotty/Chekov, Rand/McCoy, and more… And I liked a lot of those fics too. Not all those pairings are rare but I have read “rarer” but I really don’t want to clog my own post! lol. That’s including OT3s and other poly-ships too.

The rarepair I was reading about was TOS Kirk/Chekov though, and wow, did I find some but it’s less than 25 fics in general that exist. At least that I found. I could find more but I’ll do that another day. I’m also writing a TOS Chekov/Kirk/McCoy fic (they kinda interchange how they interact in my fic, so no one is really “dominant” or the preferred middle of the sandwich, so to speak. I dunno what the ship name is so I’m going with McChirkov  at the moment lol) which I wouldn’t be surprised if I’m one of the first. Who knows though, I could be wrong?? LOL!

Oh gosh! This took me forever! I’m so sorry! I’ve never written this pairing before, so I hope this is okay.

The game began with a simple question.

“Would you care to join me for dinner, Miss Uhura?”

Uhura looks up at the chief engineer, and smiles softly. “You’resweet, Mr. Scott,” she responds sincerely and pats his arm. “But in myexperience, it’s best not to play where you work.”

For his part, Scotty places his hand over Uhura’s, andsmiles blithely back. “Ache, all right. That’s your right, lass. But it’s asmall ship, and a long mission. Yeh’ll have to forgive me if I don’t give upjust yet,” he responds with a wink.

Uhura laughs, and takes her hand back. “I look forward toit, Mr. Scott. But I won’t change my mind.”

“We’ll see.”

A thus the game had begun.

Scotty didn’t give up. Sometimes he would propose outings,sometimes he would present her with small gifts, or just join her in the messhall and recreation room. He became a constant presence, in an unassuming way.He never pushed, but he did still ask her every once in awhile.

And every time he asks, Uhura smiles and shakes her head. “Sorry,Scotty,” her voice is always sincere, but it’s always confident in herrejection. “I just don’t think it’s a good idea.”

“Ach, that’s okay lass. Just you wait, I’ll wear ye downyet.”

So the game continues.

Now every time that Scotty approaches her, Uhura smiles, hereyes lighting with fond anticipation for whatever scheme the engineer is goingto try this time. It starts to take her longer to turn him away, reluctant forthe latest round of the game to end.

It gets to a point that Uhura starts to notice when Scottyisn’t around. He usually finds an excuse to come up to the bridge at least oncea day. But on those days when he can’t leave the engine room, or when theirduties keep them on different shifts, Uhura can’t help but notice the lack ofScotty’s cheerful smile and endearing accent.

“So I was thinking,” Scotty appears beside Uhura as she’spreparing to beam down to the planet for her scheduled shore leave. “I know alovely little restaurant on this planet. It’s small, never crowded, but ye won’tfind better local cuisine anywhere near our beam point. I wouldn’t mind showin’ye if yer willin’, lass.”

The invitation is there, but it’s clear in the set of hissmile that Scotty is waiting for her usual refusal. “I think I’d like that,Scotty,” Uhura accepts his invitation with a smile.

Scotty stares in surprise, and then a slow smile spreadsacross his face. Immediately he offers Uhura his arm with a little bow. “Ye won’tregret it,” he says instantly, stepping onto the platform with her.