A Night to Remember 6/?
anonymous
July 23 2012, 13:30:16 UTC
Garrus has gotten dressed and is pacing up and down, trying to figure out what to do. Should he wait for her and try to talk things over, or just leave and pretend that nothing happened?
He scribbles a note and puts it on the bed.
Shepard,
I'll see you on the Normandy.
Sorry about last night.
He stares at the paper for a few seconds then crosses out the last line. He didn't do anything wrong. She was the one who came onto him... Besides, he's not that sorry. Well, he's sorry that he's in this mess right now, but not about what happened. What happened was... amazingly good. He just doesn't know where to go from here. If she was a turian, they would just chalk it up to blowing off steam and go on with their lives. But this is different. She's not a turian, and she's his best friend. What do humans do in this situation? He has no idea.
But then he starts to remember this human female from his C-Sec days. One of his friends helped her with something and she became obsessed with him. She would bring him turian delicacies to the office, she would wait for him after work and try to talk to him, she'd follow him around... The poor guy couldn't convince her to leave him alone and he had to transfer somewhere else.
What if Shepard became obsessed with him? She comes around a little too much as it is, usually when he's trying to do some calibrations. Would he be able to do any work if she was constantly around, pestering him?
Oh, and how about that other human female that they had to restrain when she was chasing her husband around with the kitchen knife, because he dared to look at another woman? Shepard not only has several different guns at her disposal but her right hook is pretty mean, too. He can see her in his mind's eye, hunting him down, blowing holes in everything with her Viper, as he's trying to escape her wrath because he did something wrong.
He decides that human females are just too dangerous and too much trouble to get into a relationship with. He's just going to explain to her about the turian concept of releasing stress and hopes that she's not going to kill him.
He picks up the note, crumples it and throws it in the trashcan. He's going to talk to her and try to get out of this with his skin intact.
***
He stops in his tracks when she charges out of the bathroom, puts her hand on her hip and begins to talk fast, staring at the floor, like she had prepared a speech that she has to get through before she loses her nerve.
"Look, Garrus, I'm sorry. You were right; I started it all, and I apologize. I don't know what came over me. I think I drank a little too much. Umm... I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable. It's just that... I've been under a lot of stress... and... You know... I needed some... Umm... Distraction. And... we were drunk and all... And... I know you're not into humans... Umm... But don't worry, it won't happen again."
She lets out a big breath, as if she's been holding it in the whole time, then finally looks up at him.
A few seconds pass in silence before he starts to talk, and when he does, he can't believe what he's saying.
"So, you just needed somebody, anybody, to relieve tension with? And, since I was there, it might as well have been me? Is that it?"
Spirits, why did I say that?
"What? No... I don't know... It's not like that..."
"You know what? It doesn't matter. We blew off some steam. No big deal. It's common practice on turian ships. Either that or sparring. Works either way. So just forget about it. I... ah... I have some stuff to do. See you on the Normandy."
He storms out in a huff, leaving Shepard frozen to the ground, gaping after him and pondering what just happened. Would she really have done the same thing with anybody else? Did she just use the first warm body she could get her hands on?
She comes to the conclusion that the answer is no.
He scribbles a note and puts it on the bed.
Shepard,
I'll see you on the Normandy.
Sorry about last night.
He stares at the paper for a few seconds then crosses out the last line. He didn't do anything wrong. She was the one who came onto him... Besides, he's not that sorry. Well, he's sorry that he's in this mess right now, but not about what happened. What happened was... amazingly good. He just doesn't know where to go from here. If she was a turian, they would just chalk it up to blowing off steam and go on with their lives. But this is different. She's not a turian, and she's his best friend. What do humans do in this situation? He has no idea.
But then he starts to remember this human female from his C-Sec days. One of his friends helped her with something and she became obsessed with him. She would bring him turian delicacies to the office, she would wait for him after work and try to talk to him, she'd follow him around... The poor guy couldn't convince her to leave him alone and he had to transfer somewhere else.
What if Shepard became obsessed with him? She comes around a little too much as it is, usually when he's trying to do some calibrations. Would he be able to do any work if she was constantly around, pestering him?
Oh, and how about that other human female that they had to restrain when she was chasing her husband around with the kitchen knife, because he dared to look at another woman? Shepard not only has several different guns at her disposal but her right hook is pretty mean, too. He can see her in his mind's eye, hunting him down, blowing holes in everything with her Viper, as he's trying to escape her wrath because he did something wrong.
He decides that human females are just too dangerous and too much trouble to get into a relationship with. He's just going to explain to her about the turian concept of releasing stress and hopes that she's not going to kill him.
He picks up the note, crumples it and throws it in the trashcan. He's going to talk to her and try to get out of this with his skin intact.
***
He stops in his tracks when she charges out of the bathroom, puts her hand on her hip and begins to talk fast, staring at the floor, like she had prepared a speech that she has to get through before she loses her nerve.
"Look, Garrus, I'm sorry. You were right; I started it all, and I apologize. I don't know what came over me. I think I drank a little too much. Umm... I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable. It's just that... I've been under a lot of stress... and... You know... I needed some... Umm... Distraction. And... we were drunk and all... And... I know you're not into humans... Umm... But don't worry, it won't happen again."
She lets out a big breath, as if she's been holding it in the whole time, then finally looks up at him.
A few seconds pass in silence before he starts to talk, and when he does, he can't believe what he's saying.
"So, you just needed somebody, anybody, to relieve tension with? And, since I was there, it might as well have been me? Is that it?"
Spirits, why did I say that?
"What? No... I don't know... It's not like that..."
"You know what? It doesn't matter. We blew off some steam. No big deal. It's common practice on turian ships. Either that or sparring. Works either way. So just forget about it. I... ah... I have some stuff to do. See you on the Normandy."
He storms out in a huff, leaving Shepard frozen to the ground, gaping after him and pondering what just happened. Would she really have done the same thing with anybody else? Did she just use the first warm body she could get her hands on?
She comes to the conclusion that the answer is no.
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