They strolled through the park hand-in-hand, only stopping every now and then to comment on how the stars shone brightly on this cool autumn night.
After walking around, they stopped to sit on a park bench. Shego draped an arm over Kim's shoulder, in part wanting to keep the physical contact there, and to keep the younger woman warm. Kim was staring at the sky, as if she was a child trying to understand the wonders of the universe.
"You ever think of life that exists outside of our galaxy?"
Shego laughed. "Like aliens? UFOs?"
"Something like that."
"Sometimes, I guess, but only when I think some higher power is screwing my life over. Does that still count as existing outside our galaxy?"
Kim looked at Shego with an amused look on her face. "Really? Just heavenly beings wanting to screw you over? I guess it's plausible to think they exist outside our galaxy... Being micro-managed by aliens is a bit freaky... Anyway... What would this classify as?" She leaned into Shego and practically snuggled against the older woman.
Shego smirked and put an arm around the redhead. "Some higher power is in a good mood and giving both of us a break? He, or She, must love us right now."
Kim murmured against Shego's neck, "Damn right."
Shego laughed and kissed the top of Kim's head. "So, we're, like, official now?"
Kim let go and tilted her head to the side. "You don't think so?"
"I do think so. It's just that some relationships have the whole 'Will you be my girlfriend?' moment, and some don't... It just makes me wonder when is a good time to ask, or to not ask at all."
The look on Kim's face was adorable. It was evident that she was thinking hard about what Shego had said, and was making a bunch of strange faces as she progressed from thought to thought. "Well," she said, "we've just started spending more time together... Been on a bunch of lunch dates, one 'real' date, and I'm not sure what this evening classify as... Seeing as how we're already comfortable with each other..."
Shego nodded. "Heck, why don't we not worry about this? I mean, I really like you and I'm certain you feel the same way. We enjoy each other's company, so yeah, we're together..."
Kim smiled. "That, we are." She leaned in to kiss Shego.
They stayed snuggled for a bit longer before heading back to St. Jude's. It was smack in the middle between their apartments, so it had become their common meeting and departure point.
"Well, good night," said Shego.
"Later, girlfriend," replied Kim as she headed off in the direction of her apartment.
They both giggled into the night like it was something strange, calling each other their girlfriend. It was a good kind of strange - the feeling was mutual and it gave them both a warm fuzzy feeling.
Shego entered the office with three coffees in hand. She was in a good mood, so good that Will was at a loss for words when she gave him his coffee. Normally, if he asked for coffee, Shego would've told him to suck it and go get his own. She very rarely got Betty coffee too, so this made him wonder whether she was taking personality-changing drugs, or that she got laid.
He was thinking it was the former. Shego never really talked about her personal life, so Will thought it wasn't possible for someone to like, let alone sleep with, the cranky woman.
Of course, they very rarely talked about their personal lives, so it was possible for Shego to have a lover on the side. But, it logically made sense that she didn't get laid. She wasn't exhibiting the sure signs of 'glowing' after coitus, but what did he know? All these things he had only read about. Trivial things like relationships didn't matter to him - he was just focused with his work, and he was very good at his job.
So why did he care that Shego was in a good mood? It was just an interesting change, probably more bearable than the crankiness she exhibited every morning when she was, well, cranky.
Interesting, he thought. I will catalogue this as one of her 'good' days.
He went back to looking over the new contract with Middleton Daily. Numbers needed to be balanced, things to be audited, and he should continue to observe his colleagues.
Author's Notes: I'd like to think Will is a jerk 99% of the time, but right now I'm leaning towards having him be more of the silent, analytical, "speak unless provoked" type. Out of the three at GJD, he's the most rational and kind of works in the background.
Chapter title is from "Twilight Galaxy" by Metric.