Summary: Five times Janeway and Chakotay definitely did it, and one time they didn't.
Characters: Janeway, Chakotay
Notes: Facts, and nobody can convince me otherwise.
Disclaimer: Characters are Paramount’s. No infringement intended.
She claims to have forgiven him, but he’s no fool: he knows full well she’s still angry. Far from skulking around like a whipped dog, though, his shoulders are straight, his chin high, his mouth firm.
This is their first real test of wills, and he’s not backing down.
The ship is in terrible shape. Kathryn hasn’t slept more than snatches at a time, has crawled through kilometres of Jeffries tubes. Chakotay brings damage reports to her quarters and she ignores the sandwich he places beside her.
The words on the padd blur and she closes her eyes, just for a moment, and the next thing she’s aware of is a feeling of weightlessness, of warmth and security, and as he lays her down on her bed, she presses her face into the crook of his neck and tightens her arms around him.
And he tries to pull back but she kisses him and begs him to stay, and she doesn’t even qualify it with just for tonight.
By morning, lying wakeful under the cold light of the stars through her viewport, she’s no longer angry with him. But she’s furious with herself.