Disclaimer: I do not own Star Trek: Deep Space Nine, but I adore these two! Garak is so sexy.
Author's Note: I ship Garak/Bashir so I just had to start this project...hopefully I will finish it. I'm only in the 4th season of Deep Space Nine, so these are written about that period of time. Don't judge, it can be my own little alternate fantasy universe!
Julian's ABCs
A is for Alabaster
"Humans have such light skin."
Julian Bashir looked up from his replicated ham sandwich at Garak, the Cardassian he was sharing his lunch with. Garak was staring at Julian with his deep blue eyes.
"Huh?" Julian bit his lower lip and blinked slowly, staring at Garak.
Garak stretched a long arm across the table, resting his elbow about half-way between them. He traced the side of Julian's face with his thumb. "Some humans have such light skin. It seems alabaster white in comparison to my own race's dark gray hue."
Shifting his gaze to his sandwich, Julian attempted not to let alarm show on his face. He could feel the heat rising in his cheeks.
"And you change color!" Garak exclaimed, feigning surprise. "What a lovely shade of pink!"
Julian looked back at Garak, and then stood. "I, um...have to go." His head was spinning far too fast to come up with a reasonable excuse. Before Garak could object, Julian turned on his heel and started to walk away.
As he left, he heard Garak throw a question out behind him.
"Same time tomorrow?"