Fic-Sulu/girl!Chekov-Having My Baby
Title: Having My Baby
Fandom: Star Trek Reboot/XI
Pairing: Sulu/girl!Chekov
Rating: PG
Summary: De-anoning on this piece of pure unadulterated fluffy, shmoopy, trite I wrote for a prompt on the kink meme. That prompt being: Girl!Chekov breaks the news to her boyfriend Sulu that he's knocked her up.
Knocked up. Up the duff. With child. Preggers.
Whatever you wanted to call it, that's what Pavla Chekova was. The test administered by a smug Doctor McCoy a few minutes before in the Medical Bay had confirmed what she already strongly suspected. It had been true what mama had told her; women always know.
Now, as she walked back to the room she'd shared with her boyfriend Hikaru Sulu for a year, she had to process the truth. This of course was not planned. Both her and Hikaru had worked endlessly to get where they were. She hadn't even wanted or expected to fall in love with the pilot let alone get herself knocked up two and a half years into their five year mission. How could she possibly spend nine months growing a kid inside of her uterus when she had a job to do? This wasn't how it was supposed to happen.
She was relieved to find their bedroom empty and immediately curled up under the blanket on the bed. She buried herself in the softness, wanting to disappear. Her mind wouldn't stop running on full speed. It always did, that was just Pavla, but in times of panic she turned into a blithering mess of butchered English and nerves.
She didn't want to tell Hikaru. Really, she just wanted this to go away so that she didn't have to deal with it. She was pretty sure she wouldn't be able to handle it if his reaction was anything less than pure joy. But it wasn't exactly as if she were jumping with glee. She'd never even considered having kids, not with Hikaru or anyone else. But she couldn't deny that the idea of having something with Hikaru, something they made together, forever....well that couldn't be so bad.
Pavla loved Hikaru. That was never an issue. She'd loved Hikaru since the day she'd met him and he said, "Hi I'm Hikaru Sulu!" and flashed a smile that hit her right in the gut. Then he'd approached her one day with a flower in hand, tucked it behind her ear so that the yellow petals were nestled in her light brown curls, and asked if she wanted to have dinner with him. They fell fast and they fell hard (with sex on the second date and moving in to one of the joint rooms after six months).
And Hikaru loved Pavla. She was very well aware of this. He told her often. Wrapped up in bed together, pressing kisses to her forehead and whispering things that she knew would never come true and wasn't sure she wanted them to anyway; promises of a house with a white picket fence, jobs teaching at the Academy, a few adorable half Russian, half Japanese children running around their feet. It wasn't them, this version of them that he'd whispered to her was something that could only exist in another universe where they hadn't given their lives to the stars. Their souls belonged to the stars as much as they belonged to each other. They would travel the galaxy until the days they died. But now...
Now there was one more person they had to think about. Another life form that had to be taken into account. Not to mention the many other technicalities and issues behind this including her traditional Russian family who would insist that she and Hikaru get married immediately. Then Kirk would have to do it or he would pout for the next twenty years.
She bit down on the sheet beneath her and screamed into it, tears prickling against her eyelids. She had no idea what to think, what to do, how to feel, how not to feel...she needed the one person she knew could make it better. The one person she had to tell no matter how hard it would be to see his reaction. So she pulled herself out of their bed (that still smelled a bit like sex from the night before) and made her way back out into the hall.
Pavla knew full well where he would be. Hikaru was always in one of four places on the Enterprise; the bridge with her, the bedroom with her, the gym with her, or the botany lab without her. The mixed smells of alien plants, powdery flowers, and dirt made her allergies go haywire so she avoided it as much as possible. When she walked in, he was hunched over a potted plant that looked to be rather dead and was he...talking to it? She was pretty sure she'd never get used to the way he talked to his plants. Then again she couldn't really help but to smile about it either.
Looking at him then, it was one of those times where she wasn't sure how she'd gotten so lucky. How she'd ended up on the most famed Starship in the galaxy with the best crew in the galaxy and still got Hikaru. Hikaru who was strong and kind and so, so handsome.
"Hello Hikaru," she said quietly, sliding into the seat opposite his. He looked up, surprised, and smiled slightly,
"Hey. What are you doing here?"
"I wanted to see you," she shrugged and he peered at her, automatically knowing something was up.
"Well I always want to see you so that's alright." He grinned before returning to his plant, packing soil around it's withered stem. She watched him for a long moment, his hands working through the dirt and so tenderly touching the leaves. He took such good care of his plants, she knew he would make an amazing father. The idea made her eyes prickle with tears again. There was that image that she'd been waiting for; Hikaru standing in the middle of their room holding a beautiful little girl in his arms and rocking her to sleep. A few tears spilled over at this thought and she used the back of her hand to wipe them away. Luckily he didn't notice.
"Um Hikaru?" she said softly and he looked up at her again. She always hoped that the way her heart would skip a beat when he did that would last forever.
"What's up?" he asked, stopping what he was doing to give her his full attention.
"I have something to tell you. Something important. I hope you do not get mad as I did not mean for it to happen. I did not want it to happen. I mean of course I guess it okay. Actually maybe it isn't. I do not know. What do you think?" She was rambling. He just stared at her.
"What?"
She took a deep breath and looked down at her hands on the table, "Iampregnant."
"You just lapsed into Russian sweetheart," he chuckled.
"Right sorry. Um we are...I mean to say that is that you and um I...We are going to have a baby?"
He was silent a long time and she didn't dare chance a look at him until five painful minutes of silence had gone by with the only sound in the room a snoring plant and the unbearably strong beat of her heart against her chest, threatening to break it at any moment. When she did look at him, she was entirely unsure what to even call his facial expression. He seemed to be smiling but it was the most comically ridiculous thing she'd ever seen on anyone. His eyes were glassy and screwed up and she couldn't tell if he was about to burst out laughing or throw up on the floor.
"Hikaru could you please say something you are scaring me." He made a strange sobbing noise and rushed around the desk to pull her into a bone crushing hug that made her gasp, "Hikaru you are going to break me."
"Sorry, sorry!" he yelped, letting go. He couldn't seem to choose between grinning stupidly and wanting to cry. He was laughing nervously, tears spilling over. She smiled, liking this reaction, and reached out to wipe her fingers across his dirt stained cheeks to wipe them away.
"Why are you crying?"
"I-I'm happy! I mean you-and I-and us..." he trailed off, taking her hands in his, running his thumbs along her knuckles. "I love you."
"I love you too," she said softly, still smiling as she watched his face. It was strange and quite lovely to see the always strong Hikaru come undone like this (not that she hadn't seen him come undone in other ways since they had become HikaruandPavla).
"We're really going to have a baby? I mean I'm going to be a father? Really?"
"Yes. McCoy just gave me the test."
"McCoy knew before me!?" he shouted and she narrowed her eyes in annoyance,
"Shut up, Hikaru."
"Okay, okay whatever. I don't care." He took one hand from hers and placed it on her stomach.
"I don't think there is much to feel yet Hikaru."
He ignored her and lifted up her shirt anyway, exposing the bare, white, soft skin he loved so much. It was strange for both of them to think of it slowly being stretched out to accommodate actual life.
"But Hikaru how are we going to do this? Can we really raise a child on a Starship? What will our parents say? What will the rest of the crew say? I don't even know if I will be a good mother!" She was slipping into her frantic ways, arms flailing about in panic.
"Of course you will be," he said as if it were completely obvious. He put a hand against her cheek and leaned down in front of her. "It's going to be okay. The kid is going to have a whole ship of people who love her, what could be better than that? And maybe you know we can-" He bit his lip and looked down, unsure of how to word it without freaking her out further. "We can get married, you know."
"Are you asking me to marry you, Hikaru?" she teased, smiling a little in spite of herself. She had a flash of herself in a beautiful white gown, something she'd never envisioned before this moment. Not even in her childhood where she played with the boys and their toy Starships instead of dreaming up Barbie and Ken's wedding with all the other girls.
"Yes," he said, completely seriously. "Yes I am. Marry me. Have my baby. Have all of my babies. Stay with me forever because I'm going to love you forever. Please Pavla, not just for the sake of our parents. Hell, I was going to ask anyway. I'vegotthering," he said the last part too fast and too low for her to hear.
"What was that?"
"I uh...I have a ring. For you. It was...it was my grandmothers? I asked my mom to send it in case-Well in case I actually got up the nerve to-" She cut him off by throwing her arms around his neck and pressing her lips hard against his. They kissed a long time, smiling and giggling, on a giddy high from everything.
"You know we're going to have to get married back on Earth and Kirk is going to insit on marrying us. He will tell a ridiculous story, mentioning something about me being Ensign Jailbait to which later my father will tell me made my Aunt Anya have a mild heart attack. Just so you know." Besides, she thought, Pavla Sulu did have a nice ring to it...
Hikaru laughed, "Yeah, yeah I know...So have you thought about names for the baby yet?"
"Hikaru, I just found out 30 minutes ago! This is not something I have ever thought about. So no, no I have not thought about baby names."
"How about Demora? I like Demora." She rolled her eyes, unsurprised that he had in fact thought about this before. He was a romantic after all.
"Ok Hikaru. Whatever you want..."
It wasn't supposed to happen but they knew better than anybody that all of the best things in life are not.
Fandom: Star Trek Reboot/XI
Pairing: Sulu/girl!Chekov
Rating: PG
Summary: De-anoning on this piece of pure unadulterated fluffy, shmoopy, trite I wrote for a prompt on the kink meme. That prompt being: Girl!Chekov breaks the news to her boyfriend Sulu that he's knocked her up.
Knocked up. Up the duff. With child. Preggers.
Whatever you wanted to call it, that's what Pavla Chekova was. The test administered by a smug Doctor McCoy a few minutes before in the Medical Bay had confirmed what she already strongly suspected. It had been true what mama had told her; women always know.
Now, as she walked back to the room she'd shared with her boyfriend Hikaru Sulu for a year, she had to process the truth. This of course was not planned. Both her and Hikaru had worked endlessly to get where they were. She hadn't even wanted or expected to fall in love with the pilot let alone get herself knocked up two and a half years into their five year mission. How could she possibly spend nine months growing a kid inside of her uterus when she had a job to do? This wasn't how it was supposed to happen.
She was relieved to find their bedroom empty and immediately curled up under the blanket on the bed. She buried herself in the softness, wanting to disappear. Her mind wouldn't stop running on full speed. It always did, that was just Pavla, but in times of panic she turned into a blithering mess of butchered English and nerves.
She didn't want to tell Hikaru. Really, she just wanted this to go away so that she didn't have to deal with it. She was pretty sure she wouldn't be able to handle it if his reaction was anything less than pure joy. But it wasn't exactly as if she were jumping with glee. She'd never even considered having kids, not with Hikaru or anyone else. But she couldn't deny that the idea of having something with Hikaru, something they made together, forever....well that couldn't be so bad.
Pavla loved Hikaru. That was never an issue. She'd loved Hikaru since the day she'd met him and he said, "Hi I'm Hikaru Sulu!" and flashed a smile that hit her right in the gut. Then he'd approached her one day with a flower in hand, tucked it behind her ear so that the yellow petals were nestled in her light brown curls, and asked if she wanted to have dinner with him. They fell fast and they fell hard (with sex on the second date and moving in to one of the joint rooms after six months).
And Hikaru loved Pavla. She was very well aware of this. He told her often. Wrapped up in bed together, pressing kisses to her forehead and whispering things that she knew would never come true and wasn't sure she wanted them to anyway; promises of a house with a white picket fence, jobs teaching at the Academy, a few adorable half Russian, half Japanese children running around their feet. It wasn't them, this version of them that he'd whispered to her was something that could only exist in another universe where they hadn't given their lives to the stars. Their souls belonged to the stars as much as they belonged to each other. They would travel the galaxy until the days they died. But now...
Now there was one more person they had to think about. Another life form that had to be taken into account. Not to mention the many other technicalities and issues behind this including her traditional Russian family who would insist that she and Hikaru get married immediately. Then Kirk would have to do it or he would pout for the next twenty years.
She bit down on the sheet beneath her and screamed into it, tears prickling against her eyelids. She had no idea what to think, what to do, how to feel, how not to feel...she needed the one person she knew could make it better. The one person she had to tell no matter how hard it would be to see his reaction. So she pulled herself out of their bed (that still smelled a bit like sex from the night before) and made her way back out into the hall.
Pavla knew full well where he would be. Hikaru was always in one of four places on the Enterprise; the bridge with her, the bedroom with her, the gym with her, or the botany lab without her. The mixed smells of alien plants, powdery flowers, and dirt made her allergies go haywire so she avoided it as much as possible. When she walked in, he was hunched over a potted plant that looked to be rather dead and was he...talking to it? She was pretty sure she'd never get used to the way he talked to his plants. Then again she couldn't really help but to smile about it either.
Looking at him then, it was one of those times where she wasn't sure how she'd gotten so lucky. How she'd ended up on the most famed Starship in the galaxy with the best crew in the galaxy and still got Hikaru. Hikaru who was strong and kind and so, so handsome.
"Hello Hikaru," she said quietly, sliding into the seat opposite his. He looked up, surprised, and smiled slightly,
"Hey. What are you doing here?"
"I wanted to see you," she shrugged and he peered at her, automatically knowing something was up.
"Well I always want to see you so that's alright." He grinned before returning to his plant, packing soil around it's withered stem. She watched him for a long moment, his hands working through the dirt and so tenderly touching the leaves. He took such good care of his plants, she knew he would make an amazing father. The idea made her eyes prickle with tears again. There was that image that she'd been waiting for; Hikaru standing in the middle of their room holding a beautiful little girl in his arms and rocking her to sleep. A few tears spilled over at this thought and she used the back of her hand to wipe them away. Luckily he didn't notice.
"Um Hikaru?" she said softly and he looked up at her again. She always hoped that the way her heart would skip a beat when he did that would last forever.
"What's up?" he asked, stopping what he was doing to give her his full attention.
"I have something to tell you. Something important. I hope you do not get mad as I did not mean for it to happen. I did not want it to happen. I mean of course I guess it okay. Actually maybe it isn't. I do not know. What do you think?" She was rambling. He just stared at her.
"What?"
She took a deep breath and looked down at her hands on the table, "Iampregnant."
"You just lapsed into Russian sweetheart," he chuckled.
"Right sorry. Um we are...I mean to say that is that you and um I...We are going to have a baby?"
He was silent a long time and she didn't dare chance a look at him until five painful minutes of silence had gone by with the only sound in the room a snoring plant and the unbearably strong beat of her heart against her chest, threatening to break it at any moment. When she did look at him, she was entirely unsure what to even call his facial expression. He seemed to be smiling but it was the most comically ridiculous thing she'd ever seen on anyone. His eyes were glassy and screwed up and she couldn't tell if he was about to burst out laughing or throw up on the floor.
"Hikaru could you please say something you are scaring me." He made a strange sobbing noise and rushed around the desk to pull her into a bone crushing hug that made her gasp, "Hikaru you are going to break me."
"Sorry, sorry!" he yelped, letting go. He couldn't seem to choose between grinning stupidly and wanting to cry. He was laughing nervously, tears spilling over. She smiled, liking this reaction, and reached out to wipe her fingers across his dirt stained cheeks to wipe them away.
"Why are you crying?"
"I-I'm happy! I mean you-and I-and us..." he trailed off, taking her hands in his, running his thumbs along her knuckles. "I love you."
"I love you too," she said softly, still smiling as she watched his face. It was strange and quite lovely to see the always strong Hikaru come undone like this (not that she hadn't seen him come undone in other ways since they had become HikaruandPavla).
"We're really going to have a baby? I mean I'm going to be a father? Really?"
"Yes. McCoy just gave me the test."
"McCoy knew before me!?" he shouted and she narrowed her eyes in annoyance,
"Shut up, Hikaru."
"Okay, okay whatever. I don't care." He took one hand from hers and placed it on her stomach.
"I don't think there is much to feel yet Hikaru."
He ignored her and lifted up her shirt anyway, exposing the bare, white, soft skin he loved so much. It was strange for both of them to think of it slowly being stretched out to accommodate actual life.
"But Hikaru how are we going to do this? Can we really raise a child on a Starship? What will our parents say? What will the rest of the crew say? I don't even know if I will be a good mother!" She was slipping into her frantic ways, arms flailing about in panic.
"Of course you will be," he said as if it were completely obvious. He put a hand against her cheek and leaned down in front of her. "It's going to be okay. The kid is going to have a whole ship of people who love her, what could be better than that? And maybe you know we can-" He bit his lip and looked down, unsure of how to word it without freaking her out further. "We can get married, you know."
"Are you asking me to marry you, Hikaru?" she teased, smiling a little in spite of herself. She had a flash of herself in a beautiful white gown, something she'd never envisioned before this moment. Not even in her childhood where she played with the boys and their toy Starships instead of dreaming up Barbie and Ken's wedding with all the other girls.
"Yes," he said, completely seriously. "Yes I am. Marry me. Have my baby. Have all of my babies. Stay with me forever because I'm going to love you forever. Please Pavla, not just for the sake of our parents. Hell, I was going to ask anyway. I'vegotthering," he said the last part too fast and too low for her to hear.
"What was that?"
"I uh...I have a ring. For you. It was...it was my grandmothers? I asked my mom to send it in case-Well in case I actually got up the nerve to-" She cut him off by throwing her arms around his neck and pressing her lips hard against his. They kissed a long time, smiling and giggling, on a giddy high from everything.
"You know we're going to have to get married back on Earth and Kirk is going to insit on marrying us. He will tell a ridiculous story, mentioning something about me being Ensign Jailbait to which later my father will tell me made my Aunt Anya have a mild heart attack. Just so you know." Besides, she thought, Pavla Sulu did have a nice ring to it...
Hikaru laughed, "Yeah, yeah I know...So have you thought about names for the baby yet?"
"Hikaru, I just found out 30 minutes ago! This is not something I have ever thought about. So no, no I have not thought about baby names."
"How about Demora? I like Demora." She rolled her eyes, unsurprised that he had in fact thought about this before. He was a romantic after all.
"Ok Hikaru. Whatever you want..."
It wasn't supposed to happen but they knew better than anybody that all of the best things in life are not.