for the sleep prompt: "stop stealing the covers" with Shakarian? Prettiest of pleases? :)
[Hi! Gonna start off my prompts today with some Shakarian :) Sorry it’s real short, not super inspired by my ME stuff lately ;.; having a hard time with that fandom rn I guess? Partially why I’ve been doing so many Eggsy!! (Also I love him lol) But I hope you like it still *hugs* and as always thanks for the prompts<3<3<3]
Sharing a bed with a turian was challenging for Jane. Not because she didn’t like it. No, she loved nothing more than laying in Garrus’ arms. But, they didn’t exactly make the SR-2 to fit a turian-human combo, did they?
The answer to that questions was no. They did not.
So, there were some challenges to say the least… one of which was the length of the bed. Garrus was just over 7 feet tall, and no matter which way he tried laying, his feet were dangling off the edge. He insisted however that he didn’t care, and that he could sleep anywhere.
That was certainly a feat in Jane’s eyes because for her sleeping had never been easy. Even before the nightmares of being brought back from the dead or the war tightening it’s grasp around her; she had insomnia. But with Garrus around, she seemed to be more comfortable. To feel safer and most nights since he moved in she had slept almost perfectly.
“Damnit, Garrus. You’re the biggest bed hog I’ve ever met.” Shepard made a tight fist around the blanket pulling it forcefully towards her chest.
“I’m the hog? Wait… what is that– is that like the pug?”
“Pig.” Jane corrected with a chuckle. “And no. Well, sorta, I guess. It means you don’t share.”
Garrus threw his head back in a dramatic fashion with a laugh. “Says the woman stealing all of the blankets as we speak…” Garrus purred back with a smile as his mandibles flickered playfully as he pull back.
“That’s because YOU stole them from me in the first place.” She laughed pulling them once more as she narrowed her eyes playfully. “You’re constantly hogging them, you know. Always.”
“Might I remind you who is pulling them right now?” He purred back as he leaned closer letting her win the battle of the blankets. “I’ll just freeze, it’s alright… don’t you worry about me…”
She let out a forced sigh surprising a laugh as she eye him carefully. “Sooooo dramatic.”
“Maybe… But also right.” Garrus turned, watching as a smile spread over her freckled face as he slid a taloned hand to her chin lightly.
“Alright fine, maybe I’m the problem.” Jane confessed as she released them from her fingers, then spread them over the both of them as best she could. After a moment she scooted closer to him, placing herself perfectly between his arms. “Better?”
“Much. Oh, and Shepard?”
“Yes, Garrus?” She answered suspiciously looking up to him.
“I love you… even if you are a pig.” Garrus smiled as he kissed her softly on the forehead.
“I think you mean hog, honey…” Jane laughed loudly as she shove him playfully in the side enjoying ever moment of this… soaking it up before she wouldn’t be able to anymore.
“No, I meant pig… You have food all over your fringe,” He slid a hand to her hair, removing a piece of food as he eye it carefully in attempts to figure out what it was. “again.”
“Alright fine I’m a hog and a pig… You got a problem with it?” She crossed her arms, glaring at him playfully as she surprises a smile.
Garrus kissed her then, and in that moment they were so incandescently happy that not even the end of life as they knew it or crumbles of blueberry muffin could bring them down.