Title: It's The Little Things
Author: Josephine
Email: [email protected]
Pairing: T/H
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Just a little Hoshi/Trip interaction
Category: Romance
Begun: May 11. 2002
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Chapter One
Hearing a sound, Trip looked up from his engineering journals. Hoshi had come into the dim mess hall dressed in a robe and … were they? Yes, they were. Bunny slippers. He grinned, watching as she got a cup of tea and wandered over to one of the ports. Obviously thinking herself alone, Hoshi climbed up on a table and looked out at the stars warping by.
God, but she's beautiful. Trip let his gaze wander over Hoshi. Her hair was down, the room's muted glow picking up blue highlights. The long column of her throat, the deep V of her nightshirt … in their solitude Trip allowed himself the luxury of watching the swell of her breasts as they rose and fell under her robe. His eyes dropped down to meet the amused look of the bunny slippers. Their matching grins told him they knew what was going through his mind.
Trip smiled back at them, deciding it was time he made his presence known. He noisily gathered his PADDs together.
"Trip!" A slim hand crept to the base of her neck.
"Hey, Hosh. What are you doin' here so late?" He got up, walking over to sit on a table across from her. His smile coaxed an answering one from her.
"Couldn't sleep."
"Still having problems with th' noise?" Trip smiled to himself at her surprised expression.
"You remembered. Unfortunately, yes."
"That white noise machine you got not workin'?"
"Unfortunately, no." Hoshi smiled. "It's supposed to be all frequencies, but …"
"But your hearing is better than us 'normal folk'." His grin faded at Hoshi's slight frown. 'Normal folk'. Way to go, Trip. "Sorry, Hosh. I didn't mean t' imply …"
"It's ok. I've gotten a lot of ribbing over the years for my 'mutant' hearing." Her choice of words told Trip that it hurt more than she would let on. He reached over and took a hold of her hand.
"Yeah, but it shouldn't be from yer friends." He absent-mindedly ran a rough thumb over the back of her hand. Smooth … and soft … Trip watched Hoshi's pulse flutter in the hollow of her throat. She seemed mesmerized by the sight of her hand in his. At least she isn't pulling away.
"Hosh?" Trip tilted his head trying to see her face. Hoshi looked up with a gasp, dazed brown eyes meeting concerned blue ones. "You ok?"
"Yes. I … I should be getting back to bed …" But she still sat there, her hand still in Trip's.
"I'll walk you back." Getting up at the same time, they walked toward the doors, still hand in hand. Trip stopped just short of the exit. Hoshi gazed at him, puzzlement on her face.
"Your cup, darlin'." Hoshi just stared at the innocuous blue mug, looking vaguely around she reached over and placed it on a table.
On the way back to Hoshi's cabin Trip listened to the scuffing sounds the smirking bunny slippers made. Combined with the warmth of Hoshi's hand in his, her in a robe and no one else to be seen made it a very surreal walk.
"Here ya go, darlin'."
Hoshi keyed open the door, then blushed slightly as she realized their fingers were still intertwined. "See you tomorrow, Trip."
"Today."
The puzzled look was back. "It's after midnight. I'll see you later today." Trip smiled at her. Reaching out, he gently touched the dimple in her cheek. "Sleep well, Hosh."
Author: Josephine
Email: [email protected]
Pairing: T/H
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Just a little Hoshi/Trip interaction
Category: Romance
Begun: May 11. 2002
* * * * *
Chapter One
Hearing a sound, Trip looked up from his engineering journals. Hoshi had come into the dim mess hall dressed in a robe and … were they? Yes, they were. Bunny slippers. He grinned, watching as she got a cup of tea and wandered over to one of the ports. Obviously thinking herself alone, Hoshi climbed up on a table and looked out at the stars warping by.
God, but she's beautiful. Trip let his gaze wander over Hoshi. Her hair was down, the room's muted glow picking up blue highlights. The long column of her throat, the deep V of her nightshirt … in their solitude Trip allowed himself the luxury of watching the swell of her breasts as they rose and fell under her robe. His eyes dropped down to meet the amused look of the bunny slippers. Their matching grins told him they knew what was going through his mind.
Trip smiled back at them, deciding it was time he made his presence known. He noisily gathered his PADDs together.
"Trip!" A slim hand crept to the base of her neck.
"Hey, Hosh. What are you doin' here so late?" He got up, walking over to sit on a table across from her. His smile coaxed an answering one from her.
"Couldn't sleep."
"Still having problems with th' noise?" Trip smiled to himself at her surprised expression.
"You remembered. Unfortunately, yes."
"That white noise machine you got not workin'?"
"Unfortunately, no." Hoshi smiled. "It's supposed to be all frequencies, but …"
"But your hearing is better than us 'normal folk'." His grin faded at Hoshi's slight frown. 'Normal folk'. Way to go, Trip. "Sorry, Hosh. I didn't mean t' imply …"
"It's ok. I've gotten a lot of ribbing over the years for my 'mutant' hearing." Her choice of words told Trip that it hurt more than she would let on. He reached over and took a hold of her hand.
"Yeah, but it shouldn't be from yer friends." He absent-mindedly ran a rough thumb over the back of her hand. Smooth … and soft … Trip watched Hoshi's pulse flutter in the hollow of her throat. She seemed mesmerized by the sight of her hand in his. At least she isn't pulling away.
"Hosh?" Trip tilted his head trying to see her face. Hoshi looked up with a gasp, dazed brown eyes meeting concerned blue ones. "You ok?"
"Yes. I … I should be getting back to bed …" But she still sat there, her hand still in Trip's.
"I'll walk you back." Getting up at the same time, they walked toward the doors, still hand in hand. Trip stopped just short of the exit. Hoshi gazed at him, puzzlement on her face.
"Your cup, darlin'." Hoshi just stared at the innocuous blue mug, looking vaguely around she reached over and placed it on a table.
On the way back to Hoshi's cabin Trip listened to the scuffing sounds the smirking bunny slippers made. Combined with the warmth of Hoshi's hand in his, her in a robe and no one else to be seen made it a very surreal walk.
"Here ya go, darlin'."
Hoshi keyed open the door, then blushed slightly as she realized their fingers were still intertwined. "See you tomorrow, Trip."
"Today."
The puzzled look was back. "It's after midnight. I'll see you later today." Trip smiled at her. Reaching out, he gently touched the dimple in her cheek. "Sleep well, Hosh."