[ Hikaru knows plenty of engineers who are grounded on earth at the moment, but there's something stupidly adorable about the way Pavel's hair curls around the elastic of his goggles. It's like an out of place bird perched somewhere it shouldn't be, and it makes Hikaru smile. He knows any of those engineers could probably do a better job at fixing his solar back-up generator, and any non-starfleet specialist could probably do better than that, but Pavel was right there, and why should he pay a stranger or bother a friend when Pavel had been complaining about the heat himself anyway?
Okay, maybe he'll call someone later, if this doesn't work.
He leans against the door frame watching, an amused smile on his lips and his arms crossed over his bare chest as he sweats, hoping that maybe Pavel can actually fix it. ]
i'm not late what are you talking about
Okay, maybe he'll call someone later, if this doesn't work.
He leans against the door frame watching, an amused smile on his lips and his arms crossed over his bare chest as he sweats, hoping that maybe Pavel can actually fix it. ]