Imagine your OTP going on a date to a drive-in movie theater and, halfway through the movie, climbing in the back seat to make out.
"Why are we even doing this?"
Kaidan shrugged, resting his hand on Shepard's over the center console of the parked skycar. "Thought it might be a good change of pace."
She rolled her eyes. "But the new Blasto movie? 'Blasto once met Commander Shepard and won.' Please. Hanar Spectre or not, I could take that asshole."
He laughed, lining over to press a kiss to her temple.
"Besides, drive-in movies went out of style over three hundred years ago."
"They haven't rebuilt any of the theatres yet. They thought it'd be good for morale."
Shepard huffed, then glanced over at Kaidan with a diabolical grin on her face. "You know what they used to do in drive-ins, right?"
He did, but he humored her by raising his eyebrow. "And what was that, sweetheart?"
Shepard wiggled into the backseat, motioning him after her. It was a bit harder for him to make it through the seats, but he did. As soon as he was settled Shepard's hand fisted in the front of his shirt, capturing his lips. Kaidan hummed into her, hand settling on the side of her neck.
Yes, this was much better than Blasto VII.