In an effort to find the motivation to continue to write my shenko fic, Relentless, I figured I’d share little, fluffy snippets from the story that I’ve already written in advance. Hope everyone enjoys!
Kaidan Hospital Visit #3:
It hurt to see him lying in that hospital bed all bruised and beaten. He was doing better. Much better than the last time she’d visited where he could barely sit up in bed without wincing in pain. He gave her a welcoming smile, motioning to the seat next to his bed. The warmth in his eyes enveloped her heart, and she questioned, not for the first time, how he could easily disarm her with just one look.
As she sat next to him, she allowed herself the luxury of drinking him in. She’d missed him tremendously, but it wasn’t until now, sitting there talking to him, did she actually realize just how much. She missed the huskiness of his voice and how it dropped a register whenever he whispered in her ear. She missed his scent, a mixture of musky aftershave and the slightest tinge of eezo and gun oil, and how it wrapped around her and made her feel like she was home. She missed his breath on her skin, the gentle touch of his calloused hands, and whiskey colored eyes that showed the promise of a future. Their future.
And then it hit her. It had been three years since they last had a proper conversation, since they’d last been this close to each other. While she had been fighting the Collectors and working hard to stop the Reaper invasion, Kaidan had…moved on. He’d been promoted three times and was now in charge of the Alliance biotics division.
Shepard suddenly stood and moved to stand near the window. She looked out at the passing transports. People going on with their lives, not a care in the world. And, for a brief moment, she envied them. She envied the normal lives they lived - work, grocery shopping, weekend activities. She envied that every decision they made did not have someone’s life hanging in the balance. But most of all, she envied their freedom to fall in love, get married, start a family.
Her gaze moved to Kaidan’s reflection, who was looking at her with a concerned look on his face, and her heart skipped a beat. Even after three years of being away from him, her love had only grown stronger. He was the reason she kept fighting. For him, and Anderson, and Monica. For Joker and Garrus and the rest of her crew. And for the galaxy. So that they could continue to live their normal lives.
When you feel like giving up, remember why you held on so long in the first place.
Kaidan sat up in bed, probably sensing exactly what she was feeling. “I, uh…I think you should know that I’m not seeing anyone,” he said gruffly, eyes dark and serious as he continued to look at her. He shifted again, brows furrowed as he waited for her to respond.
Remy took a deep breath, closing her eyes for a few seconds. Her thoughts drifted to the night before Ilos, to the shore leave at his parent’s house when she realized she was in love with him, to all the little moments she had shared with him before the Collector attack.
There had been no one else. And even if things didn’t work out between them, she needed him to know that.
“Only you, Kaidan,” she whispered, then turned to look at him. “Always.”