Imagine chekotty in strong relationship for a quite long time, but what like breaks them is Scotty's indecisiveness. I mean what he's literally scared to have sex with this youth. Pavel can be jealous, angry and swear a lot, act foolishly, unadvisedly, impertinently. That boils Scotty over... he pulls himself together. Besides they both can act so. That doesn't turn things over. Pavel still smiles. Scotty looks in his eyes, hugs him, keeps in his arms, then kisses him softly, stops, senses his heart-beating; always trying to treat him that way. Pavel becomes more cheerfully... affective. They spend evenings together, sleep together. But these nights they want to be closer, Scotty glances at this kid, this kid so beloved, so sweet… so cocky and at the same time so tender. Chekov is lying on the bed; Scotty puts his hand on kid’s bare chest, caresses him. And can’t. He’s full of conflicting emotions. He's scared to make a mistake, believes that's not so necessary even if his whole body wants. And Pavel, well, sees what he means, truly understands his mind... or just reassures he gets it… wants him too... bites lips, sits alone in own room, drinks, cries over this feeling... forgets all the pros of that decision. The next day Scotty seeing Pavel's red eyes droops glance. “Мы оба так решили. Ничего зазорного, глупого...” Pavel said; oh, he feels so adult. Scotty gets this words, hugs his dear, his own little cutie still so sunny, so kind. Says nothing, kisses Pavel in his forehead, pats on his head. “Ah need to go, and ye too”. Scotty inwardly damns the entire world and goes to the Engineering. Chekov swears. That all will happen again soon. He suffers emotionally; hardly rubs through. And then again and again. “Привычка и не более..? Не-не-не.” Deep space. In any event this kid doesn’t want to leave this man.