Star Trek Imagines || TOS and TNG

Scotty (tos) - Whiskey

Y/n's pov

I was in my quarters, reading a book when Scotty ran in, panting.

"Lass, this bottle of scotch tastes amazing, you need to taste some."

I giggled to myself.

"Scotty, I can't have alcohol right now, remember?" I asked.

"I forgot lass." He smiled.

"Why can't you have alcohol again?" He asked.

I giggled and I said, "Because my friends and I made a bet that said we all could stay sober for a week."

"What do you all get if you don't get drunk?" He asked curiously.

I shrugged "I get to drink, I guess."

"What do you get if you do get drunk?"

I smiled "We have to go up to our crush and admit that we love them."

He chuckled softly, his lips curling into a smirk.

He sat down and he started drinking from his glass.

"One drink won't hurt, and besides, who would know?"

"You and I would."

"Who else?"

I shrugged again "I don't know Scotty."

"Exactly, no one else would know, one sip wouldn't hurt, would it lass?" He motioned the bottle towards me.

"You can't get drunk off of one sip either."

I scoffed "Alright fine, one sip."

He poured me a glass and he placed it in front of me.

"Here, lassie, your drink."

"Thanks, Scotty." I smiled, taking a sip.

"Wow, that's.. good." I smiled, setting the glass back down.

After when he had the whole bottle, he was really drunk.

So I started asking him kind of personal questions, y'know.. to see if he would answer them.

"So Scotty, do you like anyone?" I asked after a while, and he nodded drunkenly.

"Who is it?" I asked.

"Why it's the beautiful young lass sitting in front of me."

I was taken aback.

"C-cool, I'm gonna sober you up now."

I got up and I grabbed him a glass of water, giving it to him.

"Here, drink up."

He smiled drunkenly before picking up the water and chugging it down.

After a couple of hours, he did eventually sober up, but it took a couple of hours, during that he told random stories he remembered, but I was still curious.

"Hey Scotty, I heard that you like me, is that true?"

"Depends where you heard that from lass."

I smiled and shrugged "I heard it straight from your mouth Scotty, drunk words or actions are sober thoughts."

He froze. (Like a deer in headlights lolol I love Marvel movies)

"Well, uh, it's complicated lassie, I don't know if I love you."

"You're only saying that because you don't know what I'm gonna say."

"Well, what are you gonna say, lassie?" He asked.

"That I think you're sweet and I love you too." I smiled.

"Finally," He smiled wide, "I thought I'd never be able to hear you say that."

"Why, cause you hide in Engineering all the time?" I smirked.

"The engines are only as good as the person that takes care of them." He said.

"And you love this ship's engines Scotty, you really do."

"I love you too lass."

I smiled.

"You love this ship's engines soo much, you started a fight at an outpost with a couple of Klingons when they insulted them."

"Honestly I'd do the same thing if someone insulted you."

I smiled "Really?"

"Remember when Mr. Chekov almost started the fight first when they insulted the Captain but you held him back?"

"He's an honorable man, I kind of look up to him."

"But I look up to your loyalty the most." I smiled.

"I hope so, I need a drink." He said getting up and looking around.

I giggled.

"I don't have anything alcoholic in here Scotty, you'll have to go back to your quarters and get your own."

"I need water."

"Well I have that."

"I know you do lass."