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Bathtime [Jul. 27th, 2012|09:57 pm]
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[commanderdata]
[mood |uncomfortableuncomfortable]

*Data sits in the bubble bath that Geordi has drawn for him. He gives Geordi a small smile as he splashes the bubbles around idly, but squirms in physical discomfort over...what the two of them did. Finally he gives a wince*

Ow...
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[User Picture]From: commanderdata
2012-07-28 02:31 am (UTC)
*Data looks troubled*

I....I am very confused Geordi. I am unsure as to what I was expecting exactly....bu I am feeling discomfoirt in a variety of forms. Physically, I-I feel pain in my posterior. Nothing is damaged as far as I can tell, but it feels...*thinks of an accurate term*..tingly.

*lower lip trembles*

And as far as what we did..I do not know what to feel. I want to be friends..but I am not sure how to proceed after what we did. Do we remain friends? Do we become a couple? I do now know how to respond...and..and I am scared...
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[User Picture]From: g30rd1_laforge
2012-07-28 02:55 am (UTC)
*Geordi feels a pang of guilt seeing Data as distressed as he is*

Oh god man, what did you do he looks like an adult but look at him..he's just a little kid...

Data I.....god Data...I never meant to hurt you... If you're still in pain, maybe I should run some diagnostics myself or something. I can do that from my quarters..it would be better than having someone in engineering wondering what the heck we're doing...

*smiles a little for a moment, then fades back into a worried frown*

*sighs* And well...what happens to us DEPENDS on us.

*lifts up Data's chin and stares into his wide amber eyes* I would love nothing more than to be your boyfriend Data. I love you very much. But at the same time I want YOU to be comfortable. The last thing I want to do is scare or upset you or make you cry.

*gently rubs his thumb across Data's cheek* What do I want? I want to hold you. I want to be with you, I want to never let you go. I want to protect you, care for you, and love you and share things with you. *kisses Data's forehead*

But I won't do any of those things without your okay. Understand? If we're in this, we're in it together.

So that said, Data, what do YOU want?
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