Just some random Mass Effect fan-fiction using the prompt “Lying in the grass”. Takes place after the third game. Really no spoilers though…
“Ready to go home?” Kaidan asked Trick.
“Home?” Trick questioned.
“The Normandy is a short shuttle ride away. The hamster misses you,” Kaidan replied. Kaidan never called the hamster by his name. Trick guessed calling a little furry creature by your last name would feel a little weird.
“Home,” Trick said with a nod.
Trick was finally leaving the hospital. He still had some healing to do, walked with a limp, had random pains, but he could leave.
The two of them walked out of the hospital holding hands.
“There’s Steve with the shuttle,” Kaidan said. But Trick didn’t move. He was staring at something beside the sidewalk.
“You coming?” Kaidan asked.
“In a minute,” Trick said limping over to a small patch of grass.
“What’s up?” Kaidan asked.
Trick didn’t say anything. He stopped in front of the patch of grass. He stared at it for a few seconds before handing Kaidan his jacket and laying down on the grass.
“You okay?” Kaidan asked. Worry filled his voice.
“Grass. Beautiful, green grass,” Trick said. He closed his eyes and ran his hands over the grass.
Kaidan laid down next to Trick.
“When I was a kid, growing up on space stations, I never seen real grass,” Trick said. “So many times on missions I would see grass, and I just wanted to strip down and lay on it. To finally figure out what real grass felt like.”
“Real grass is nice,” Kaidan said.
“It feels wonderful,” Trick turned his head and breathed deeply. “It smells wonderful.”
“Yeah,” Kaidan agreed.
They laid in the grass, holding hands, until they heard Steve clear his throat.
“You two coming or not?” He asked. Trick knew without looking that the other man was smiling.
“We’re coming,” Trick said.