A.N. - I've been wanting to post for a while, this is just the first thing that has really made me confident. This paring needs more love in my opinion so I decided to stop whining about it and actually do something. Please read and review, it would reassure me I'm not failing miserably at this. Thank you and enjoy!

Innocence-

Chekov always has this sweet, innocent air to him. Maybe it's because, out of all of the crew, he was the youngest. Perhaps it was his hair, or eyes. Maybe even his petite little figure. Whatever it was, Scotty didn't really care. It was Chekov, and he loved every friggin' part of him, and didn't care about how the parts fit together, as long as they came together to make His Pasha.

Taste-

There was something about Chekov's taste that Scotty couldn't get enough of. It was sweet but with this underlying sharp, crispness that was quintessentially Pavel.

Color-

True, Scotty loved the color silver. The silver gleam of machinery, or silver cast of most moons. Even the silver glow you can get from a computer's light in a dark room. Most would even go so far as to think it was his favorite color, but it wasn't. It was blue. Pretty light, almost ice blue, and no one would know why until they looked and saw the color of a certain navigator's eyes.

The Way It Was Said-

Yes, they both had accents that could make it increasingly hard to understand everything they said, and sometimes things were lost to the wind, but there was nothing more sweet and hilarious than watching a lover's quarrel between a born and raised Russian and a pure-blooded Scott.

Hands-

The difference in their hands was almost comical sometimes. While Pavel's were soft and almost delicate looking, Scotty's were rough with calluses from years of hard work and fairly large. But no matter what they looked like, Pavel found they felt amazing while running along the planes of his body.

Music?-

Even if Scotty sometimes wonders how the noise rumbling out of most night clubs speakers on shore leave could be considered music, he couldn't deny how wonderful it was to see and feel Pavel move along with it.