Chekov

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This ones a little different. Chekov is a Russian prince and you're a maid. It was requested by cookidoughlilac
Hope you enjoy! Sorry it was short.

"Sorry sir." You say as you bump into a young man. You looked up to see that it was the prince, Pavel Chekov. Your eyes widened and you suddenly felt worse. "I'm so so sorry sir. It was an accident."

"It's no problem." He said, helping you pick up the clothes you dropped.

"No sir, I got it you don't need to help." You start to say before you look up into his eyes. They were a wonderful blue-green-brown. His curly blonde hair fell slightly in his eyes. It was very handsome. He looked back at you.

"Hello. What your name?" Chekov asked as the two of you slowly stood up, staring at each other.

"Y/N." You answer, blushing slightly.

"Well, you know me, but I'm Pavel Chekov. I know that your a maid and I'm a prince, but would you like to go out sometime?" Chekov asked, looking around nervously.

"Yeah, yeah I'd love to." You say, moving hair out of your face.

"Great. I'll see you later. Where do you live? I'll pick you up around seven." Chekov said, rather confidently. You gave him your address and then walked away. Tonight would be the best date ever.

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