From the writing prompt list: “I’m going to die. I’m going to die with an absolute idiot!”
Ended up going with Bash Shepard and Jack! Hope that's ok! This prompt fit their dynamic the best. Here ya go!
Bullets ricocheted off of the wall behind Bash Shepard, narrowly missing his head. He’d seen Jack fall earlier in the battle, the biotic worn down by the amount of energy she’d used to keep a barrier up. Furious, Shepard glanced around the crate he was using as protection. A Mech was just ahead.
Taking the chance, Bash ran towards where Jack had fallen, his gaze on the Mech. The machine caught the movement and fired. Diving out of the path of the rocket, he felt the explosion at his back, the heat nearly scorching him where he knelt.
Jack was leaning against a wall, her leather vest burned from the hit she’d taken.
“Jack?” Bash called out over the sound of the Mech’s movements. “Are you ok?”
His girlfriend turned a disbelieving expression on him. “Is that a fucking serious question?”
Bash grimaced as another shot barely missed him. “Move over.”
“Wha-”
Throwing up his own barrier, Bash ran to where Jack was hiding. When he was securely sitting beside her, he glanced over his girlfriend’s wounds. His eyes investigated the burned area, grateful to see that the damage was to the vest and not Jack herself. It was a huge relief.
He met Jack’s gaze and was surprised to see anger there. “Is something wrong?”
The Mech let loose a barrage of bullets at where they hid. They covered their heads, not that it would protect them if a bullet hit. Once it was finished, Bash glanced at Jack once more.
“You’re a dumbass… coming after me like that! You’re going to get yourself killed!”
“Please, babe. You know I’d walk through fire for you.” Bash joked, trying to lighten the mood.
Jack rolled her eyes and grabbed the pistol that lay beside her. “I’m going to die. I’m going to die with an absolute idiot!”
“Yeah, but the sex is good, right?” When Jack didn’t respond, Bash raised an eyebrow. “Jack?”
With a frustrated shout, she moved to a different crate, pulling the fire of the Mech with her. Once the Mech stopped to reload a rocket, Jack took advantage. Conjuring her biotics, she aimed a shockwave at her enemy and then watched with glee as the mech exploded at impact, pieces of metal flying in all directions.
Bash exited his own cover, a smile on his face. “You don’t know how hot it is watching you destroy shit.”
Jack glared at him briefly before throwing her hands up in defeat. “Goddammit, Shepard.”
Gripping the front of his chest plate, she pulled him closer, standing on her toes to reach his lips. Bash smiled into the kiss, knowing that she could never resist him, no matter how stupid he was. Sometimes, he wondered if she even liked getting angry with him. It wouldn’t surprise him. He liked it when she got angry.
He really liked it.
