I didn't write this for any particular prompt, but for a friend's birthday. :) Still on that living together theme though!

Title: Bliss

Laura arrived home late.

He poured her a water as she lowered herself into a chair, crossed her legs and massaged her stocking-clad feet. Her heels had been discarded just inside the hatch he could presume.

"Busy day?"

She never answered, but stretched out her legs, abandoning the foot rub to lean back and close her eyes.

"I've ordered dinner, but it will still be fifteen minutes at least if you'd like to shower first."

Wordlessly she took him up on his offer.

While she was gone, he concentrated on finishing his logs, achieving his aim just as she exited the head. A slight tilt of his head registered that she had commandeered his robe and he'd have to carefully avert his gaze away from the hint of skin it always offered for the remainder of the evening.

"Chicken," he wondered as they sat, this time on opposite sides of the dining table.

She poked at the food, taking a small bite now and then.

Still she offered no details about her day.

"Your next treatment is tomorrow," he murmured, and then flinched that he'd speculated as to her subdued mood aloud.

Her only reaction was a soft hum.

He frowned worriedly, but suppressed any further attempts at conversation, respecting her wishes, which were obviously to be left in peace tonight.

After dinner, he showered and settled into the couch with a book. She paced beside his rack. He did his best to ignore the furtive glances she cast in his direction.

Finally, she spoke. "Your Lieutenant Gaeta has found guest quarters."

He swallowed down his immediate opinion on the subject.

She lay down in the rack. "It's too late to move tonight."

He allowed himself a small smile as she flicked off the light.

"Yes, maybe tomorrow," he agreed.

The End