Star Trek Reader Inserts

Chekov

"Y/N, are you okay?" Your boyfriend, Pavel, asked you. He looked very concerned.

"Yeah, my side is just a little sore." You reply quietly, poking at some food on your plate. You had barely eaten anything.

"If you want to go back to your quarters you can. I'll walk with you." Pavel suggested, standing up and taking both plates of food. You nod and get up.

The two of you walk back to your quarters. Before Pavel even had a chance to say goodnight, you had fallen asleep.

The next day, you woke up to someone shaking you. They were shaking you hard, causing your right side to admit a striking pain. "Aw!" You yell and wince, gripping your side.

"Y/N!" A familiar voice and accent yell. Pavel Chekov hugged you in a tight hug. "You scared me so much! Don't do that again!" He yelled, crying and hugging you again.

"Pavel," you moan. "What did I do?"

"I've been trying to wake you up for three minutes. I almost called sickbay." Pavel said, gripping you tighter. "What's wrong?"

"My side is killing me." You mutter, trying to move away. He let go and you rolled on your left side, facing away from him.

"Can you roll on your back so I can look?" Pavel asked, holding your shoulder. With his assistance, you rolled on your back, wincing. You moved your shirt up a little so he could see your side. It was slightly swollen and it looked a little red.

"Ow." You mutter when you move your shirt.

"Does it hurt when I do this?" Pavel asked, lightly touching the swollen part.

"OW!" You yell, tears forming in your eyes.

"Do you want me to call sickbay, or can you walk?" Pavel asked, moving some hair out of your eyes. Looking into his eyes somehow made you feel better. Maybe it was just the sweet look he had.

"I can walk. I think." You say, trying to sit up without bending your waist. Pavel helped you. It all ended with him dragging you off the bed and picking you up. He would then set you down on your feet. Problem solved.

The walk to sickbay was torturous. Every movement made you wince. Your side would explode in pain with every movement. By the time you reached the sickbay, Pavel was practically carrying you.

A couple nurses helped you get into a bed. You had requested Doctor McCoy, sense he was one of your friends. You also new that Pavel would feel better if it was someone he knew.

You ended up having appendicitis. Doctor McCoy had done the surgery. Pavel requested the day off of work to look after you. He sat beside your bed, waiting for you to wake up. You had two weeks off of work due to having surgery, StarFleet rules.

"Pavel?" You mutter, sitting up in your bed. It's been two days sense the surgery and you were aloud back in your quarters.

"Yeah?" He asked, looking over at you.

"Thanks for everything." You say, smiling over at him.

"No problem. My favorite person in the world was hurting, and I wouldn't let them suffer." Pavel answered, getting up and sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Awe, Pavel." You say, your heart fluttering.

"I love you." Pavel muttered, leaning down and kissing you.

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Requested by Clieo_Whiteshadow
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