"I... I love you Garrus."
The Turian sighed, turning to his best friend who he propped up with one arm. "I know Shepard."
"No... No you can't know man, you don't know."
"No trust me after the eight times you said it in the Casino and the two times after you threw up, I think I know." He walked the human into his apartment building just off from the Silversun Strip. He knew Shepard couldn't handle his drink, but after he'd challenged Garrus to match him shot for shot, it was hard to say no. Maybe the Turian was drunk too, but when compared to Commander Shepard he seemed stone-cold sober.
"Shepard, can I ask you a question?"
"You wanna to know what it's like to see eternity, don't you?"
Garrus continued down the hallway towards the elevator, taking the man's heavy drunken body along with him. "Well..." He weighed the thought in his mind before shaking his head, "As curious I am... no that's not it."
"Garrus, you know you're my best friend." Somewhat perking up from his stupor, Shepard smiled. "You're like my Space Bro!" Maybe Garrus was more drunk than he thought, but he liked the sound of that. He spread his mandibles into a wide grin at his new title as Shepard continued. "So yeah! Anything bro. Always. I'm always anything. Anything for you, you ask me anything."
"Okay... well..." Garrus halted as he waited for the elevator to arrive. "What ARE you holding?"
"What?"
"In your hand."
"What's in my..." Shepard blearily looked down at his free hand (the one that wasn't holding onto Garrus for dear life). "Why Garrus that's my pineapple."
"Where did it come from? You didn't have it a moment ago." Dubiously the Turian stared at the pineapple in Shepard's hand as Shepard frowned back at him.
"No?"
"No."
For a few moments they looked at each other then back to the Pineapple. The elevator opened up and both men stepped inside.
"You know I love you Garrus."
"I know Shepard." Garrus nodded. "So... Space Bros?"
"Forever!" Shepard lifted his pineapple and gave cheers just as the elevator doors closed.