spectrekalenko:

When Kaidan sees Shepard charging into battle worry flashes through him, only to be replaced by admiration as Shepard cuts down their enemies with ease

When Kaidan sees Shepard asleep after a long day he’s reminded that Shepard is only human, and takes pride in knowing he is his Commander’s rock

When Kaidan sees Shepard negotiating peace between warring species he’s constantly reminded of how lucky he is to have such an amazing person in his life

When Kaidan sees Shepard break down and cry after a bad day his heart breaks for his lover, who takes every failure personally

When Kaidan sees Shepard finally enjoying a night out with their friends he cant stop the smile spreading across his face at finally seeing Shepard let go

When Kaidan sees Shepard enjoying the meal he cooked for their night in together he cant help but feel a little giddy at the thought of spending the rest of his life like this

When Kaidan sees Shepard straining under the pressure of the war he vows to do all he can to get his Commander through this, for both their sakes

When Kaidan sees Shepard grinning when he admits he didn’t just come up for a quick drink butterflies appear in his stomach, and he feels like its their first night together all over again

When Kaidan sees Shepard is determined to finish this war he reluctantly lets them go to the Citadel alone, on the promise his love will come back to him

When Kaidan sees Shepard’s name on the memorial wall it all becomes too real and he knows his heart and his life will never be the same again

When Kaidan finally sees that Shepard’s not coming back, the galaxy gets a whole lot emptier

biotictrash:

53.

Kaidan had gotten so lost, running his fingers through Shepard’s hair, up and down the back of her neck and her upper back – all while she curled up in his lap on the couch in the Starboard Observatory. It almost made reading Spectre expense reports enjoyable.

He looked down at his hand, weaved in her freshly washed and still damp red hair, and smiled. It was always a good day when she didn’t really have to leave his side, aside from a few errands and meetings on the Citadel. She curled into him closer, and rested her head against his lower stomach. 

“You know, it’s not that late, Shepard,” he said.

She grumbled a response and curled into him more. She gave him a squeeze, and buried her face into his sweatshirt.

“And by that, I mean, there’s no way in hell I’m doing your Spectre reports for you.”

Shepard let out another sad whimper and shook her head.

“Hey… there’s a report here –,” he started, “Shepard, it’s yours. It’s about your hamster. I’m not filing this.”

She tilted her face up just slightly and rubbed her eyes. Kaidan wasn’t used to seeing her so off her guard, willing to be vulnerable and sleepy. He found it fascinating how he could love her so much, and still be seeing so many different sides of her. I was an ongoing adventure he was excited to partake in.

“Shh… I’m sleeping,” she muttered.

Kaidan nodded. “Uh huh, sure.”

“No, really,” she murmured. 

Kaidan looked down again, noting the exhaustion on her face. She could barely open her eyes, and looked too peaceful to disturb any further. He’d been there for all her restless nights, the nights where she tossed and turned and dwelled on all those she’d lost, and those she would lose. Kaidan knew tonight wasn’t going to be one of those nights.

Kaidan went back to his datapad, and sided that curling up for bed was a lot more ideal than paperwork. He slid the datapad onto the table beside them and wiggled himself lower on the couch. Shepard moved on top of him, nestling her head in his shoulder and holding onto him tightly.

“See?” she whispered. “You’re sleepy too.”