Star Trek Reader Inserts

Wesley Crusher

It all started with you putting shaving cream on your boyfriend hands while he was sleeping. Now you and Wesley were in a full blown prank war.

You woke up in the morning and walked into the bathroom. The light clicked on in the bathroom and you saw yourself in the mirror. You screamed and ran out, looking for Wesley. He wasn't in your quarters, so you ran out.

"Woah, Y/N, slow down." Riker said as you ran past him in the hallway. You angrily slowed to a stop. "Why are you running? "

You turned around and looked at him. He burst out laughing when he saw your face. "Do you know where Wesley Crusher is?"

"He's at the sickbay. Good luck with.... That." Riker said, before you ran off.

The sickbay wasn't busy, so you found Wes right away. "You!" You yell, running towards him.

"Yes Y/N?" He asked, grinning.

"What did you do to my face!?!" You yell, causing a few doctors and nurses to laugh.

"Do you like it?" He asked, the grin getting wider.

"No! What's wrong with you! How do you get it off!" You yell at him.

"Here." He said, handing you a bottle of liquid. "Just rub it off. It works. I'm sorry."

"It's okay. At least it isn't permanent. Truce?" You ask, holding out your hand.

"Truce." Wesley said, shaking your hand. A shock went through his body and he jolted back. "Ow!"

"Haha, gotcha!" You shout, showing him the shocker on your hand.

"C'mere!" Wesley yelled, chasing you. You ran out of the sickbay and back to your quarters, hoping to lock him out.

He managed to run inside before the door locked and continued to chase you. He tackled you onto the bed, laughing.

"Let me go! Let me go!" You yell, laughing between words. He let you go and you rolled over on the bed. Both of you were out of breath from running around the ship. You looked into his eyes, still smiling and laughing. He leaned in and kissed you. Your first kiss. Maybe prank wars weren't so bad?