Chekov lowered his eyes, causing his eyelashes to fan across his soft cheeks, his skin flushed just a little, prettily pink. Sulu assumed the blush was to do with the alcohol, but the whole picture was so beautiful that Sulu found himself unabashedly staring.
Blushing a bit himself, Sulu poured another little cup of sake for Chekov, then tipped some vodka into his own glass, forgoing the tonic this time. "I like how you think," he said as he handed Chekov his cup. "Sharing each other's cultures." He smiled as he said it, but his mind was full of the things they could share, of what it might taste like if they kissed after having these most recent drinks.
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Date: 2016-08-19 11:07 pm (UTC)Blushing a bit himself, Sulu poured another little cup of sake for Chekov, then tipped some vodka into his own glass, forgoing the tonic this time. "I like how you think," he said as he handed Chekov his cup. "Sharing each other's cultures." He smiled as he said it, but his mind was full of the things they could share, of what it might taste like if they kissed after having these most recent drinks.