The lights were already off when Shepard reached her quarters, and she was so exhausted from her work on Omega that she decided to forgo a shower and go straight into bed. The glow from her empty fish tank faintly outlined a lump on the bed where Garrus was sleeping, and she could hear his faint snores.
She threw her armour willy nilly onto the ground so that it made a trail towards the bed and she belly flopped into it.
"What the fuck?" she cried out when a long, hard object smacked her stomach.
"What's going on?" Garrus grumbled, snapping into a sitting position and wiping his eyes.
"Lights, on." She threw the bed sheets aside and her eyebrows knit together furiously when she saw what Garrus had been cuddling with. "Are you fucking kidding me?"
"It's - well, it was lonely having this big bed to myself, and -"
"You picked this as your stuffed animal?"
"Don't make it weird."
"Too late. It's weird."
"It reminded me of you since it was a gift-"
"Cuddling with your Black Widow is not normal. Next time this thing is in bed, you're out of it."
Zoey and Garrus sat side-by-side on the couch, her head resting on his shoulder while they watched a vid. "Want something to drink?" He asked.
"No thanks, I'm good."
He stood and opened the small fridge under her desk, pulling out a beer. Before he sat, his eyes lingered on his Black Widow that was sitting on top of her desk, newly outfitted with an improved scoping mod.
"You coming?" Shepard called.
"Right here." He took a seat next to her and kissed her firmly before she snuggled her head back into the crook of his cowl.
She glanced beside him and her eyes slowly began to narrow. "Garrus, did you bring the Black Widow back with you?"
"For protection."
"For us or for it?"
"...It?'
"You better get your priorities straight or you'll be sleeping on the couch."
"How was the mission?"
"Just picked up a few Elcor refugees, nothing extraordinary. Did you know they go into battle with their guns mounted on their backs? Can you imagine?"
His mandibles flickered into a smile as he pulled her in for a hug, bending down to tickle her neck with his mandible. "I love you," he whispered.
A warm smile quickly spread across her face. "I love you, too."
She never realized that he had been staring - and speaking to - his Black Widow sitting on her desk.
A/N: So my boyfriend is a car fanatic, and he recently bought a new steering wheel for his baby. These little conversations are loosely based on actual exchanges I had with my boyfriend and his steering wheel (yes, he brought it into our bed. No, I'm not kidding).