reversedpolarity | [for Chris]

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[for Chris]

He was a bit nervous. Which was silly, because he really shouldn't be nervous, because for God's sake, it was just Chris, and they'd already had a couple dates, sort of, and at this rate he thought he was never going to be not nervous before a date with her. He wasn't even really sure why he was so nervous. Talking to her hadn't been this big a deal before they'd started dating, but for some reason, now that they were dating, he couldn't seem to get through a conversation with her without fidgeting and blushing and more or less feeling like he was a teenager all over again.

So this time, at least, he'd chosen a location for a date that was on his turf, so to speak. They'd already had dinner and movie in Chris's quarters, but his quarters were out of the question until he could manage to clean up a bit. That pretty much just left the engine room, and while it wasn't really the most conventional location for a date, it was somewhere he'd feel comfortable. Not that he didn't feel comfortable in Chris's quarters, but he was familiar with the engine room, and he hoped that familiarity would help him not turn into such a stammering idiot around Chris.

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The biggest problem with really great kissing was having to pause it to breathe every once in a while. Although reluctant, she was starting to get light-headed, so chose that moment to ease away, keeping her lips near his as she took a few deep breaths. "You really need to kiss me like that more often."

His heart was still pounding like he'd just raced from one side of the engine room to the other. He leaned his forehead against hers, his eyes closed, as he tried to catch his breath as well. "I'll keep that in mind."

"Because, really, wow. Just... wow." She laughed a little, and gave his hand a squeeze.

"Yeah," he agreed, with a small laugh of his own. "Just. Just wow." Another small laugh, and he hugged her tightly for a moment.

Dipping her head, she nuzzled against his neck, still laughing softly. "Glad we're in agreeance."

He gave her hand a small squeeze, just enjoying standing close to her for a moment. "I couldn't agree more," he teased softly. When she nuzzled against his neck, he realized suddenly that the cliche about a shiver running down one's spine was absolutely true.

She returned the squeeze, then straightened after a moment to kiss him again. Just quick and tender, of course, not needing to overwhelm the poor Engineer. "You wanna keep on with our walk, then? Maybe find a new place to hide in for kisses that isn't so dangerous to get in to?"

"Aye, that sounds like a plan," he replied, stepping back a bit reluctantly. He didn't let go of her hand, though, as he led her out of their current hiding spot, still pleasantly light-headed from having been kissing her.

At least he wasn't light-headed and plagued by a dull headache caused by walking into things that were not tall-girl's head friendly. She kept hold of his hand, stepping to walk beside him once they were out of their little nook.

If he'd known that she still had a bit of a headache, he'd have gladly offered to get her something for it. As it was, he was under the impression that she really was alright, like she'd said she was. Even so, he was doing his very best not to lead her straight into any more pipes.

Nah, she's not about to complain and ruin their otherwise quite lovely evening. She is, however, going to lean against him as they walk, trying to encourage him to walk slowly.

He would argue that finding her a painkiller would take but a few minutes and would in no way ruin their otherwise lovely evening, but as the subject hadn't been brought up, it was a moot point. He did walk slowly, his fingers still laced with hers, occasionally brushing his thumb over the back of her fingers. What they really needed for a walk like this was a field of stars overhead, but the coolant system for the warp core would just have to do the trick for now.

Very moot, but a lovely point of discussion for the narrative.

"I'm having a really lovely time this evening," Christine said quietly after a long little while. "Aside from the whole headache, it's been nice. Beyond nice. Thank you."

"Sorry again," he replied. "About the headache, I mean." He knew he probably shouldn't have apologized again, but he couldn't help it. It had, after all, been partly his fault, even if Chris wouldn't let him take the blame for it. "An' you don't have tae thank me. I mean... Thank you. Because. It's been wonderful."

"Apologize again and you won't get a goodnight kiss, capish?" However, he would get a peck to the cheek now, just because she kind of adored him. "And if you can thank me, I can thank you. There's mutual thanking, I guess. Which, yeah, is wonderful."

Alright, alright. No more apologizing. He didn't want to go without a goodnight kiss, and he definitely didn't want to risk banishment, which was probably also a distinct possibility if he kept apologizing. "Right. Mutual thanking. That works." He gave her hand a small squeeze, smiling a ridiculous happy little smile. "So. Thanks. Again. For puttin' up with me."

Smiling at him, she returned the squeeze. "Don't mention it," she said quietly. "And I'll tell you a little secret. It's hardly 'putting up with' when I like you as much as I do."

That got another blush out of him, and served to only make him even more tongue-tied. He was beginning to think he was never going to be able to manage talking straight around her. So rather than try, he just kept quiet, grinning and still red, very obviously pleased by what she'd said.

As she looked at him, she couldn't help but smile a little brighter herself. He just looked so... happy. And thinking she had anything to do with making him happy was a really nice feeling. If she added that to the rest of the really nice feelings he gave her, she was pretty much double her usual quota of really nice feelings for the month.

He was happy. And in spite of various mishaps, more relaxed than he had been in a while. Eventually, after the silence had gone on for some time and he'd led them off to another secluded little part of the engine room, he cleared his throat quietly and gestured toward a corner not unlike the one they'd found before - only this one was rather pipe-less. "So, uh... Back tae sneakin' intae corners, then?"

"Ooo, sounds good." Checking into the space for danger first, she then grinned and started backing into the little nook, taking both his hands to pull him along with her.

He let her pull him along, gladly, grinning from ear to ear. Maybe it was a bit silly, all this ducking into corners to make out, but it was fun and it was just enough something he probably shouldn't be doing that it was exciting, without the danger of really getting into trouble, should they get caught.

Tugging him close, she wrapped both arms around his neck, stepping close with a bright smile. "We're going to have to try this in Medical some day, too, you know."

"What, an' risk the wrath o' McCoy when he finds us?" he asked, half joking and half honestly a little uncertain about the prospect.

"Leonard is all bark and no bite," she said. "Don't worry about it."

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