Lessons and Affection
Title: Lessons and Affection
Author: lieutenant_nona
Pairings/Character(s): Spock, Chekov
Rating: PG
Word count: 352
Prompt: Chekov gives Spock a hug, companion piece to Babysitting
Notes: Un-beta'd.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Spock tapped the stylus over the final answer of a complex physics equation on one of the many PADDs littering the table.
He looked up to confirm that his pupil was paying attention, and said, “And this, Mr. Chekov is how you solve S’Lek’s Equation of Spacial Relation to Interstellar Travel. Do you have any other questions regarding this problem?”
The child Chekov beamed up ay the man, shook his head and pushed another PADD toward the commander. “Nyet, now can ve cover ze star charts for zis system?”
The boy’s eyes shined hopefully, hungry for more information.
Try as he might, Spock couldn’t say no to that face. He had so few opportunities to impart scientific knowledge on such a willing participant.
They went over the star charts for the next thirty minutes. Spock detailing each planet, it’s class, condition, species, and major stars thoroughly.
Spock paused to let Chekov absorb the new information and spared a moment to glance at his charge. The boy was smiling delightedly up at him, not even glancing at the star charts anymore.
“Mr. Chekov?”
The child’s smile widened impossibly further before he launched himself at Spock and wrapped his arms around his neck.
Spock froze, not understanding what provoked the sudden display of affection nor how to react to it. The last person to hug him so enthusiastically had been his mother, and that was years ago.
Before he could react, Chekov pulled away enough to look him in the eye and said, “Mr. Spock, thank you for alvays answer all of my questions. Sometimes I forget zat not everyone wants to spend zeir time answering my math and science questions. But you alvays answer zem! Mama and Papa and my sister’s alvays have to remind me not to bother everyone vith too many questions. But you can answer any question ever!”
As Chekov wrapped himself back around the Vulcan’s neck, Spock blinked owlishly and awkwardly wrapped an arm around the child’s back, ignoring the smiles and giggles directed their way by the rest of the rec rooms occupants.
“You are welcome Mr. Chekov.”
Author: lieutenant_nona
Pairings/Character(s): Spock, Chekov
Rating: PG
Word count: 352
Prompt: Chekov gives Spock a hug, companion piece to Babysitting
Notes: Un-beta'd.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Spock tapped the stylus over the final answer of a complex physics equation on one of the many PADDs littering the table.
He looked up to confirm that his pupil was paying attention, and said, “And this, Mr. Chekov is how you solve S’Lek’s Equation of Spacial Relation to Interstellar Travel. Do you have any other questions regarding this problem?”
The child Chekov beamed up ay the man, shook his head and pushed another PADD toward the commander. “Nyet, now can ve cover ze star charts for zis system?”
The boy’s eyes shined hopefully, hungry for more information.
Try as he might, Spock couldn’t say no to that face. He had so few opportunities to impart scientific knowledge on such a willing participant.
They went over the star charts for the next thirty minutes. Spock detailing each planet, it’s class, condition, species, and major stars thoroughly.
Spock paused to let Chekov absorb the new information and spared a moment to glance at his charge. The boy was smiling delightedly up at him, not even glancing at the star charts anymore.
“Mr. Chekov?”
The child’s smile widened impossibly further before he launched himself at Spock and wrapped his arms around his neck.
Spock froze, not understanding what provoked the sudden display of affection nor how to react to it. The last person to hug him so enthusiastically had been his mother, and that was years ago.
Before he could react, Chekov pulled away enough to look him in the eye and said, “Mr. Spock, thank you for alvays answer all of my questions. Sometimes I forget zat not everyone wants to spend zeir time answering my math and science questions. But you alvays answer zem! Mama and Papa and my sister’s alvays have to remind me not to bother everyone vith too many questions. But you can answer any question ever!”
As Chekov wrapped himself back around the Vulcan’s neck, Spock blinked owlishly and awkwardly wrapped an arm around the child’s back, ignoring the smiles and giggles directed their way by the rest of the rec rooms occupants.
“You are welcome Mr. Chekov.”