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Date & Time: Tonight
Location: Room 107
Characters: Shepard and Kaidan
Summary: Two old people go on a date. Sort of.
Warnings: See above.

[It's been a pretty good few weeks, ever since her and Kaidan had gotten over being idiots. A smile worms its way onto her face for maybe the millionth time that day. Shepard can't honestly remember the last time she was so happy, so completely content with her life. Even if they're stuck in Exsilium, their galaxy fighting for the chance to live, this place in its own kind of war, she's happy.

And it's because of him, really. Which in itself, was a little stupid. Shepard likes that, though. She likes their brand of stupidity and having him and finally feeling real. That's exactly what Kaidan does to her. Makes her feel real and human and everything that she hasn't felt since she was a kid.

So when he asks her to come meet him outside of the apartment, she's curious and thrilled and tries to keep her excitement to a minimum. She's acted enough like a lovesick teenager recently.] Hey there, Major.

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I don't! I will hold your hand in the marketplace, just to show you. [A grin spreads along her face, eyes darkening somewhat as her thumb slides slowly across the back of his hand as they walk.] But it could be. [Uh, excuse you. Their apartment.]

[A smile, coupled with that disarming honesty of his] I'd like that. [He notices the way her eyes darken, the slow drag over her thumb across his skin, and his grip on her hand tightens briefly] I think - I think you know I'm not going to say no, Alice. But later. [They reach their door] Surprise first.

[Oh. Well... Gdi, Kaidan. Boyscout.] Then... We'll do it. [That's a normal thing, isn't it? A relationship thing?

There's a look of satisfaction on her face at the way his hand tightens and his words. She knows just how to push his buttons, and she enjoys doing that so much.] I'm going to hold you to that, Kaidan. [She cocks an eyebrow at the door.] The surprise is the apartment?

Okay, then.

[The look he gives her is that mix of exasperation, amusement, and fondness that he so often directs at her] I'll bet. [He opens the door for her] The surprise is in the apartment.

[He keeps a hold of her hand, but stands to the side so she can see what he's done. The table is set, with nice plates, wineglasses, candles, the works. There are even flowers in a small vase in the middle of it. On the bench in the kitchen is a variety of meal preparation things, and also what looks to be two starters ready to go. He literally just finished sorting those out before he went down to get her.]

Surprise. [He says it softly, eyes on her face.] I, uh - I wanted to take you somewhere nice. You know, like a proper date. But then I realised that the nicest place in this city is the apartments, so I - I'm making dinner for you instead.

[It's set up pretty much like every romantic scene in every vid she's ever seen, even the ones Joker has made her watch from the 20th Century. And maybe there's a reason for why it's used, because it just works so well. Or maybe she's just had so little romance in her life, that something like this is fresh and new to her.]

I think I like these kinds of surprises. [She grins, wrinkling her nose.] What are you talking about? I think the rats give some of those places a little something extra.

[She pauses and moves closer to him, pressing a soft kiss to his mouth.] You're really squishy inside.

[He lets out a breath he hadn't been aware of holding, tugging her inside properly and letting the door shut behind them] Good. I'm glad. [He's still smiling at her comment when she leans in to kiss him. He returns it, long and slow and sweet with the hints of that smile still at the corners of his mouth]

So are you. [And on that note, he leads her to her chair]

[She likes making him smile like that and wishes with everything that they weren't having to play catch up in another universe when they should have done this years ago. She doesn't hesitate to return the kiss with the same, slow-burning intensity he's giving her.

She'll never stop wanting this man.] Yeah, don't let anyone else know that secret.

[What a gentleman. She takes the seat, watching him.]

I'll keep it between us, don't worry. [He walks to the bench and gets the starters, setting one in front of her before taking a seat himself. He pauses, looking a tad awkward.] It's, uh - it's been a while since I had the opportunity to cook like this. So don't be surprised if it's not actually restaurant quality.

I do like having things just between us. [Which she, somehow, against all odds, makes sound incredibly sexual. Because this is Shepard. It wouldn't be a conversation if she didn't.] You make it sound like I go to a restaurant on a regular basis.

[She pauses briefly.] I promise to not make fun of you if it's really that awful. [But she knows it won't be, because it's not like anyone has ever personally cooked her a meal since... Since her mom.]