just found this blog! Would you please do a scenario or reaction where a romanced garrus from mass effect is listening to their drunk sheperd telling him all the little things they adore about him, and then admitting they lost the bottle toss on purpose?
I love Garrus and omg I just like how cute this is!
Seeing the back of the one person who held his heart, Garrus gently gripped the shoulders of commander Shepard as they downed another shot of whatever going blue liquid they ordered at the counter of the Citadel bar. He did his best to have a gentle, but firm hold of their shoulders as they almost fell back and that was when he decided he needed to help the commander back to their quarters upon the Normandy.
“Garrus!” They slurred in a happy smile aimed at the once uptight and Justice hunting Turian. Their arms gestured at the bartender to Garrus, “Get my friend a round of whatever he wants.” Shepard spoke so jovial but slurred that the bartender paid attention to Garrus who nodded his head no before going back to attend to more sober customers.
“There’s no need for that Shepard,” he reassured the pouting Commander who allowed themselves to be picked up and have one arm wrapped on the Turian’s shoulder. “It’s about time to get you back to the Normandy though, before Joker and EDI have something to tell stories about you in the morning.” Garrus teased as he would be the one to tell these stories to Joker in order to have something to fluster the Commander with.
Shepard squinted at Garrus before enjoying the swaying feeling of air upon their skin as Garrus supported most of their weight and led them back home. “Ya know whaaat? Yoooou wanna knoooow what I love bout cha Gar….Garrus?” Shepard began as they gentle poked at his chest and looked at him before letting their head room back and look at the ceiling. “How your little fringe thing? Is is that what you call it? Probably nooot but! How they kinda click against-MANDIBLES! THAT’S what they’re called.” Garrus had to shush the Commander because their volume would no doubt cause a scene on the way back to the ship.
Shepard giggled at how Garrus tried to be funny and they mimicked him before continuing on with their story, with small laughter escaping their lips, “Your mandible that sorta click against your face it’s so cute! It’s so cute that I wish I could see it more!” Shepard gently ran their hand to caress his face that would’ve been able to make a Turian blush, but thanks to Shepard’s drunken state, they didn’t notice as Garrus struggled to calm down as he listened to Shepard’s ramblings. “I also like how you, you do that thing with the guns!” They struggled to speak those words, as if having a difficult time searching for the words.
“Do you mean shoot them?” Garrus teased and saw Shepard glare at him that would’ve been more affected if they were sober, but it turned out to be more of a child like pout. Garrus chuckled at their expression and nodded at them to continue with their ramblings.
Huffing at Garrus Shepard continued with their words, “Noooooo. No, the other thing! Like you fix them so they shoot right.” Shepard described as they gestured with their free hand and fingers tapping away at a keyboard in hopes of convincing Garrus what they were referring to.
Garrus knew what they were referring to but decided to mess with them, “Do you mean typing away at a computer like Liara?” A smug tone lighting up his voice as he watched Shepard’s face return to that annoyed pout that would sooner intimidate a puppy than an actually soldier.
Sighing at Garrus’s teasing, “Noo, the calibra……calibrading??? Calibrating… Yeah, that’s it. How you spend all day calibrating guns instead of flirting with me.” Now it seems they were gonna rant to him about something that bothered them, “It took you forever to work up the nerve to sleep with me. Why did it take you so long to calibrate the canons instead of being with me?”
At this point Garrus could feel his blood warming up his face and no doubt Shepard would see that, indeed a Turian could blush, “Well I….um…I had to make sure that the canons were in working condition before we face the Reapers Shepard.” Garrus tried to explain as he did his best to calm them.
“Aaaaaawe you’re blushing! That’s so oh my God its so cute. Why….why don’t you do that more??? It’s so cute. It reminds me of the time we had that bottle contest, remember that???” Shepard had forgotten the question earlier and was now smiling in a goofy manner as they had a sing song voice as they recalled the contest.
Garrus has finally navigated then to the loading dock of the Citadel and onto the Normandy passage, “Yes, I remembered, that was the day we decided which one of us was the better shot. And I won. Now the universe will know-”
Garrus’s were shot dead in their tracks as Shepard decided to shed some truth on that event, “Oh, I let you win hahahaha.” They confessed with a happy grin on their face.
Garrus was silent the rest of the way to Shepard’s quarters and let them fall onto their bed. Garrus spent the rest of the night thinking about the contest and decided it would be best to question Shepard about this in the morning.
