Strawberry Champagne
Pairing: Data Soong x Fem! Reader
Summary: Data is relaxing with the one he loves even if he doesn’t know what love is
Genre: Fluff
Sadie’s notes: I kind of started this while I was listening to “that’s what I like” by Bruno mars and then it just slowly became this after so slower songs played. I hope you enjoy.
This quiet is all he waits for at the end of the day. the kind of quiet that isn’t really silent. It’s filled with laughter and warmth. It’s filled with silly engineering things he chatters on about to the one he feels the most connected to.
He chatters on to her
To his Y/N
The way he likes to. She doesn’t always know what he’s talking about, but she doesn’t let him know that. She listens to him and smiles. She’s an A&A (Anthropology and Archeology) officer. She’s more focused on letting him feel as human as he wants.
She doesn’t interrupt him most of the time unless they aren’t talking about Engineering. If she does interrupt, it’s never to shut him down. It’s to add something she just has to share with him that she remembers in the moment. Data enjoys this. He likes it when she rambles as much as he does, and that they can sit and drink the strawberry Champagne she likes, even if he only has his own glass to share it with her He enjoys that they can talk about all of each other’s work and things they like. He keeps a special memory bank for things about her, like her affinity for anything with strawberries or the way she loves to talk about other planets’ cultures. Y/n remembers how he loves humans, and she tries her best to remember small things about Data as well, like the way he cares for his cat, Spot. His love of art and the beautiful paintings he makes, and the way he plays violin so sweetly
Data had been talking about what he did today for a little while, and Y/N was trying her best to listen as she was starting to doze off. Data was starting to notice it. “My Dear” Data spoke softly as if trying not to disturb her too harshly. He had recently started to call her that there were other things, but Y/n seemed to notice that My Dear was his favorite.
“You are tired. It might be best if we go to bed,” He’s still speaking softly.
Y/n shakes her head. “No, no… I’m awake enough. It’s alright. “You need to get adequate rest and it is late. You require sleep.” He tells her and carefully, as if it was routine, he picks her up and brings her to the bedroom of his quarters.
The bed that was once barely used is covered in soft blankets and plush pillows. Spot, who was lying on the edge of the bed, moves as Data places Y/n on the bed and gets on the bed with her.
He gently pulled the blanket over them, and she quickly moved to lie on his chest.
This is Data’s second favorite kind of quiet.
Sadie’s notes: I hope you enjoy this short fic. I have a link for a form so you can be added to my taglist in my navigation.
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