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Five Times Tom Paris Hit on Harry Kim, and One Time He Didn't

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        "Didn't they warn you about Ferengi at the Academy?"

        The handsome blond crewman was teasing him, Harry realized. He laughed.

        "I'm Tom," the man said.

        "Harry Kim."

        "Look," Tom said. "I have a room in the guest quarters section." His voice dropped suggestively. "There's a great view of the wormhole."

        Harry was naive, but not that naive. Tom was hitting on him. He was amazed that a guy like Tom would be interested in him, and not a little intrigued, but he couldn't accept. "I don't think..."

        "I'm not a crewman," Tom said, apparently thinking it was fraternization concerns that made Harry hesitate. "I used to be a lieutenant, but now I'm a civilian observer."

        Interesting. Harry hadn't realized civilians were allowed to wear uniforms. But that wasn't the issue. "Sorry, Tom. I'm beyond flattered. But I don't think my girlfriend would approve."

        "Ah," Tom said. "A homeworld honey. I should have known."

        Harry wasn't sure what Tom meant by that, but he didn't have a chance to wonder about it.

        "What ship are you headed to?" Tom asked.

        "Voyager," Harry said proudly. He knew he was lucky to have this assignment, right out of the Academy.

        Tom grinned. "Looks like we'll be seeing more of each other."