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Decorations

Fandom: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine Pairing: Senator Vreenak x fem!Reader Words: 1.2K Summary: Vreenak knows a lot about humanity and their sentiment towards certain traditions. That didn't prevent him from being surprised when comming home to a newly styled house A/N: Not completely satisfied with this one, but it won't get better

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Vreenak was not sure whether to feel amused or sceptical.

Of course he knew why she did what she did, after all he was not stupid or simple-minded. Vreenak was aware of the human tradition, which to his knowledge was celebrated in many, although not all, cultures on Earth at this time of year.

He was also quite aware that people who celebrated this festival tended to become incredibly joyful and emotional. They started seeing friends and family, even if they hadn't seen them since the last festival, and bought loads of unnecessary things that they would pack away after a month anyway.

And in addition, he was quite aware of people's tendency to decorate their dwellings unnecessarily and load them with rubbish.

He was aware of all this, but nevertheless he had not been prepared to come home that evening and find the house in such a state.

As soon as he opened the door, his entrance hall greeted him, dressed in dozens of twinkling fairy lights. After setting down his bag and taking off his coat, he let his gaze slide with scepticism over his wife's handiwork.

The aforementioned fairy lights stretched throughout the entrance hall, over railings and door frames, up to the ceiling, which was several metres above Vreenak's head. Also on the ceiling were colourful spheres and greenery, the branches of which were tied together with careful red bows.

Whether he liked it or not, Vreenak had to admire his wife's willpower and stubbornness in putting the decorations up there on the ceiling. He knew from his own experience how difficult it was to get to the ceiling.

Nevertheless, he still wasn't quite sure what to make of the display.

Sounds from the lounge caught his attention and on silent soles he slipped through the corridors of her dwelling until he arrived at the doorway to their lounge.

A slight smile crept onto his face at the sight.

On the floor, surrounded by boxes of various sizes, squatted his wife, her brow furrowed as she concentrated on untangling the string of fairy lights in her hands. Scattered on the floor around her were baubles of various colours, more fairy lights, the green branches he had already noticed in the entrance hall, and various wooden figures, which seemed bizarre to him.

Some of them he could still understand, for example the one that was probably supposed to represent a snowflake.

However, Vreenak was not sure who the blond wooden figure in the white dress and with wings was supposed to represent.

He had seen this representation several times before, but had never shown enough interest in it, to search for the answer.

The most striking thing, however, was the huge wreath of branches that stood on the table. There were four red candles on it, and here too he could make out the already familiar balls and cones. Even if he couldn't quite make sense of it.

"Damn thing," she growled, tugging briefly at the string of lights. "You'd think in the 24th century we'd have strings of lights that would be easier to untangle, but no-" A curse escaped her, causing Vreenak's eyebrows to shoot up. "Half an hour I've been fighting you you bastard and it's no use."

Quietly, Vreenak approached her and put his hands on her shoulders. "Well, well, I haven't seen you so dedicated in a long time, e'lev." As soon as his hands came into contact with her shoulder and his voice reached her ear, she flinched and wheeled around to face him, her eyes wide with shock.

"Oh heavens, Vreenak! Don't scare me like that!" He chuckled in amusement and pressed a kiss to the back of her neck just below her ear and could feel a shudder rush through her.

"You're getting inattentive, wife." He ran a hand through her hair. "You must be careful. Otherwise someone might hurt you." She leaned back and he could feel the smile on her face.

"That's what I married you for, isn't it?"

"And I thought it was because of my irresistible charm and good looks."

"If anything, it's for your power and money," she returned with a laugh before turning slightly sideways and pressing a kiss to his cheek.

"I didn't expect you to be home so early. I had hopes that maybe I'd be done decorating by the time you arrived. "A sigh. "Well, most of it down here is done."

Vreenak settled on the floor and pulled her into his arms so that his chest was pressed against her back and buried his nose in her neck. "And may I know the reason for which you so adorn our home, e'lev?" Her hands wandered back to the string of lights.

"I don't think I need to explain to you what Christmas is."

"No, but it doesn't explain the state of our home."

Playfully, she slapped his arm. "Oh please, don't act dumber than you are. I was trying to get into the Christmas spirit. On Romulus, Christmas just isn't that sought after due to the absence of other humans. I was just craving something typically Christmassy." She sighed and traced the lines on his palm with her fingertips, causing a shiver to run through him.

"But perhaps I should have asked you first, e'lev. Forgive me."

Vreenak clicked his tongue. "Nonsense. You are my wife and as much lady of the house as I am lord of this house. To be more accurate, the house is probably even more yours than mine, considering how much time you spend here." He pressed a kiss to her neck and she chuckled softly, bringing a smile to Vreenak's lips. He couldn't stand it when she was sad.

"If it makes my wife happy, she may put up as many decorations in this house as she likes." A glow spread across her face and she turned, but Vreenak raised an admonishing finger.

"However, I have one condition. We will not put a tree in our house." A sigh escaped her, however, she nodded in agreement. "Very well. We will just have to settle for these." She took one of the small twigs in her hand and waved it in the air.

"Tell me, my dear husband, are you aware of the tradition of these twigs? What happens if you stand among them with a person?"

He shook his head silently and leaned back a little when he saw the mischievous smile on her lips. "Well then, allow me a demonstration."

Silently, Vreenak smiled to himself as his hand moved to her neck while her lips caressed his. Of course he was aware of this tradition.

"I would like to call it a day," she murmured, "however, I still have to finish my fight with this string of lights." He smiled and pressed a kiss to her forehead.

"Then I wish you good luck, my wife. I am aware that you can fight your battles alone, allow me to get you some refreshment. Kali-fal, perhaps?"

Agreeing, she nodded and Vreenak rose before bowing playfully. "I will return shortly, Ihhei." Her laughter followed him into the kitchen and he could not hide his own smile.

Truly, he would be able to tollerate this bit of decoration if it put his wife in such high spirits.

And perhaps, he thought, as his thoughts returned to the green branches, not all decorations were so awful.

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Prompt #1087

She wanted it all. The lazy mornings in bed, the fight over which movie to watch, the bumping into each other in their small kitchen. The disagreements and the tears and the kisses and their love. For once she wanted to be selfish, and she wanted to have it all.

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Make That Step.

This part takes place a few minutes after the events of this post.

Blueberry man being soft.

A/N : It turned out to be wayyy more complicated to write than expected. It was supposed to be longer than that, but I chopped the half of it. For my own mental health. Hope you'll like it anyways !

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Standing behind the daycare’s blind window, arm crossed behind his back, Tysess could not forget the sight of Bax’s trophy. He rued not having it snatched off ! The moment his gaze landed on Haza, he inwardly swore this would never happen again. He owed her !

In the corner of the eye, he recognized the Admiral, joining him in the intimacy of the tinted glass. He knew exactly what she came for; He was too aware of what she thought of his frenzied moments. After what happened in the Holodeck, he was ready to face his responsibilities. 

He waited for her to speak. But instead of blaming him, Janeway remained silent, smiling as she watched the kids. 

“Someone seems to socialize !” She said with amusement. She remembers how Haza once tried to avoid direct contact. How she’d navigate around people like a satellite and freeze if one of them gave her attention. Her tail would tuck between her legs, her neck bow forward; She had everything of a scared puppy ! Only Tysess could approach without her growling…But there she was now ! Trying to mingle with kids of various species. All on her own ! She was unrecognizable ! 

“Yes. She adapts quickly. That’s her main strength.” He sounded compassionate, tenderized even ! Katelyn knew that despite his stoic behavior, the Andorian grew fond of the wild cherub. He, who once pleaded in favor of returning her home, probably did a hundred times more for her than anyone else. Even ignoring his superior’s order...Janeway’s expression faded as she recalled the skirmish with the Ferengi moments ago. If the baby could bring out his good sides, it's like she could also dust off his old faults…

As if he could read her mind, the man closed his eyes, pondering his words. “I apologize for the disciplinary offense, Admiral. But I could not let someone flout twice the integrity of a crew member, no matter their age.” He bowed his head respectfully, antennae lowered, expressing the sincerity of his remarks. “My emotions overwhelmed me.”

A crew member ? He gave the girl a name, started a quarrel and insisted on having her in the daycare instead of the Wildlife Department ! She was obviously more to him than a simple Dauntless resident. But of course he would hang on his pride and pretend otherwise ! 

“Once, you would have fought to defend your honor. But it’s like Haza’s is more important to you.” Janeway said smiling. A discreet chortle lifts his shoulders. At least, this incident allowed her to see Tysess’s progress: If the poacher dared to defy him a few years back, he would have received a second ticket to the Sickbay. She was glad to see the anger once burning in his eyes give way to softer intentions. “I understand your will to protect her. However, emotions can be terrible advisors sometimes…Listen to them first, but don’t let yourself blindly guided.” 

“I understand. It won’t happen again.” He paused, almost hesitant. He had to face the facts and admit that he cared for this little thing. Why exactly ? Was she reminding him of his first steps in Starfleet ? Very likely. Do Andorian instincts push him to give her a second chance ? Absolutely ! Behind his fathomless attitude, Tysess knew Haza found in him a secure, trustworthy pillar. Firstly confused and annoyed to be her chosen, he realized she could not do him greater honor ! During the last couple of months, he grew the idea that she needed him as much as he needed her. “Admiral ?” He took a glance inside the Daycare, thoughtful. “I’d like to ask you a favor, if you don’t mind.”

“Sure ! What is it?” 

“I’d like to keep Haza under my tutelage. I will take all available measures to ensure her education and protection.” He took a deep breath. “I am aware of the work involved, especially since we don't know more about her species. But I take the oath that my leadership abilities won't be affected !”

The woman remained prohibited. The emotion and resolution radiating from the Officer hit her like a wave. The great, distant, grumpy Tysess was adopting a child ! Could you believe it ?! 

“Given all you’ve have done so far…how could I refuse ? I’m convinced you will be an amazing father !”

the Adorian coughed nervously, his antennae stiffen. “A tutor is all I can be for her.” He insisted, trying to keep his composure. “I could never replace her parents since we’re not the same kind. My culture will undoubtedly bias her natural instincts. I am not legitimate to be considered more than an educator.”

Kathryn knew how difficult it was for him to open his heart. He was probably dealing with a bunch of conflictual feelings right now…But she couldn't help but tease him. “Then I’m sure you will be a fantastic tutor !” She resumed with a warm smile. “However, even the most involved parents' education is partial.” She resumed, with a comforting tone : “Allow yourself to make mistakes. She won’t blame you for it if you learn from them !” 

He needed a few seconds to absorb her words, to cool his mind as the epiphany put its grasp on him : His life was about to change. Radically. Regardless of his underlying stress, the Andorian couldn't help but feel a hint of excitement and happiness. “I’ll do my best !” He said, a smile growing upon his lips. “Thank you, Admiral !” He calmly headed to the Daycares threshold. Before the door swept open and finally revealed his presence to the kids, he froze, bashfully scratching his head “May I…hum…afford to ask for a cot and a few warm blankets?”

His embarrassment was almost palpable and for a moment, she wondered how his face wasn't showing its most fantastic shade of purple. If Noum was here, no doubt the poor guy would flow under a wave of puns. Kathryn had to fight her cheekbones not to make things worse.

“Sure thing, Commander !”

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BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD! You're supposed to paste it in the asks of people you adore! absolutely no pressure, but it's sweet to know someone thinks you're beautiful inside & out, 𝓍𝑜𝓍𝑜.

#love you too

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BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD! You're supposed to paste it in the asks of people you adore! absolutely no pressure, but it's sweet to know someone thinks you're beautiful inside & out, 𝓍𝑜𝓍𝑜.

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This is soooo amazing!!! They look sooo good. Also Shral and Dagmar are literally relationship goals

Hey! I've been a bit quiet lately, so I though I'd share what I've been working on between tapping away at the new chapter! Inspired by this post about Andorians and silly drinks - a bar scene, on Earth, featuring Thoris (drinking Andorian port), Thelen (with a salt-rimmed margarita), Shral (enjoying a cosmo), and Dagmar (drinking traditional akvavit)!

Remember how I said I'd never do complicated background or lots of glass ever again? Well, turns out I lied. Spectacularly.

Thoris remains unchanged, but Thelen has undergone a bit of a redesign - I've been refining his chitin pattern a little, and after playing around a bit I decided to ditch the 'traditional' Andorian hairstyle for Thelen as well as for Shral.

Meanwhile, Shral and Dagmar are largely the same, and unabashedly texting each other while less than ten feet away from each other. Thoris is exasperated and - begrudgingly - entertained. Shral remains baffled but endeared by Dagmar's relentless use of emojis.

I haven't quite figured out how I want to do the fluid/glass distortions just yet, and there's some tweaking to be done here and there, but overall it's a fun piece! I'm tempted to experiment with flat colours in some areas and shading elsewhere, maybe play with more dynamic lighting, but I haven't quite decided yet.

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writing reader inserts is so funny because it's like. yeah you would NOT say that but now you do and you're gonna enjoy it. it's inevitably pouring a part of you into this fic. it's describing your dissociative daydreams in overly detail to everyone searching specifically for food to feed their dissociative daydreams. it's coming up with a hundred different scenarios on how to get railed by your favorite 2D man and yeah his dick is always big and he wants you so badly. it's playing barbie with Y/N who is like an universal OC at this point. it's going on silly little adventures in my mind and taking you all with me. reader inserts i love you so much.

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When you have the whole thing running crystal clear in your head, but your brain just CAN'T describe this type of blink and this very specific kind of voice tone.

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Body Language ~ Masterlist

This is a collection of works and short stories about Commander Tysess and my OC Ophelia.

It is not and probably won't be canon compliant with season 2 since this all was written before it came out and I will likely not have the opportunity to watch it.

Body Language Tysess has been acting weird lately around Ophelia. Well, at least his antennae have. Courtship à la Humans Tysess realises that by human courtships traditions he is requiered to do one more thing to make this relationship "authentic". To be near you A reminder that time is precious A Symbol of Love Ophelia has to learn something more about the culture of her significant other as well… A Year in the Blink of an Eye Time rushes when you're with the people you love Late Mornings Sometimes all you need, is a little bit of "us-time" Ace of Hearts Tysess has been fighting with something over the last weeks and can't hold it in anymore

-> in work

Part 8: Taking the next step Moving in together was surprisingly more easy than either of them thought. Part 9: History Ophelia is ready to answer the question Tysess posed years ago. "Why don't you live in San Francisco anymore?" Part 10: Hanging on Part 11: Binding Wounds, Mending Hearts Part 12: Your eyes across the room give me butterflies Part 13: Piles of Colour Part 14: Grumpy and Sunshine Part 15: Crazy with love Part 16: You or Me? Part ?: Meeting the family Vol. 1 Part ?: Bound by Honour Part ?: It's been a long road, getting from there to here Part ?: Meeting the family Vol.2 Part ?: Countdown Part ?: Little blueberry Part ?: Calm before the storm Part ?: Promise of forever Part ?: Blissful Part ?: And we will come back home (....)

Artwork:

Ophelia Zubira ( by @indignantlemur )

#updated it #you can see the future planned parts #or at least the titles #wouldn't want to give too many spoilers eh?

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people always talk about leaving comments on ao3 like it's a nice thing to do, or the best way to encourage writers to keep writing, or overall like it's how you Do Your Part in fandom

and yeah, all those things are true, but having spent the past few months leaving enthusiastic comments on as many things as i can, i have a different perspective

you should leave comments on fics because it's fun

taking the time to stop and focus on what i like about a story has made me way more aware of what's going on in stories and what i like about them. there's bit more actual comprehension and appreciation and not just beaming content into my eyes to fill time

i like noticing cool little things in fics, or riffing on funny events. i've never been very good at speculating or picking apart characters, but sometimes something clicks and it rocks.

and of course it's pretty nice when you get a response and it's clear you've made another person happy

so yeah, you should leave comments for your own sake, too. it makes reading better!

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Well, in his defense, he was really tired.

Also, that's the reason I wrote this. He just seems like the kind of person that so desperately wants to share something personal with you, but doesn't know how and when he does, he tries to seem indifferent about it, like he wouldn't care wether you like it or not

Part 2: Courtship à la Humans

Pairing: Commander Tysess x OFC Fandom: Star Trek: Prodigy Words: 3.4K Summary: Tysess realises that by human courtships traditions he is requiered to do one more thing to make this relationship "authentic", even though Ophelia believes that it's not necessary.

Body Language Masterlist

Ophelia didn't know exactly where the nervousness came from all at once as she stood outside Tysess's quarters, needlessly trying to smooth out her already smooth uniform.

It was ridiculous.

She was his girlfriend, for fuck's sake. She shouldn't be nervous about going to see him.

At least that was what she was trying to tell herself. Implemented ... there was still some upward improvement to be made.

To be honest, Ophelia and Tysess hadn't really had much time lately to really do anything with each other or just enjoy each other's presence.

The USS Dauntless had been on alert for weeks, chasing the USS Protostar from one star system to another.

Engineering was putting in overtime after overtime to keep the systems running at peak performance despite the circumstances, and Ophelia, deputising for the chief engineer, was spending more time in Engineering and Jeffrey's tubes than in her own quarters.

Nevertheless, this still did not come close to the amount of work that seemed to pile up in front of Tysess.

Janeway relied on him one hundred per cent, which made Ophelia incredibly proud, but she hardly ever got to see him.

After consulting with some of the other engineers, she had been given a change in her shift schedule so that she could work roughly at the same time as him, even though he was still working harder than she was.

And despite everything, they sometimes managed no more than a quick smile at each other in the corridor.

Today, however, she knew that the command staff had been dismissed in time and since the Dauntless was not doing much at the moment for once, Ophelia had not had to stay any longer than necessary either. She took one last deep breath before pressing the buzzer on his door.

For a few moments nothing happened and Ophelia was already afraid that Tysess was not in his quarters, when the door slid to the side and revealed her boyfriend.

Ophelia was startled and just managed to avoid a sharp gasp.

Tysess looked, to put it bluntly, horrible.

Apparently he had been unable to follow her advice to take time for himself. His posture, though upright, seemed less energetic than usual, once again deep eye bags had crept onto his face, his antennae, though trying to stand straight and alert, rocked up and down and even his hair seemed to have lost its usual shine.

"Hi," she whispered softly and took a small step closer, not quite crossing the threshold yet.

Apparently Tysess now seemed to have realised that it was not another officer who was bringing more work, for his body lost some of its tension and his antennae relaxed and a small smile broke the hard line that had been his mouth before.

"Ophelia.“

Her name from his lips sounded like a burst of relief and Ophelia couldn't help but smile at him as well. With a small hand gesture, he motioned for her to come inside, which she gladly complied with.

No sooner had the doors closed behind her than Tysess gently took her hand in his, bent his head and pressed his lips to the back of her hand as light as a feather.

"My love."

It was a greeting he'd grown accustomed to lately, whenever they'd had time, and Ophelia found it heavenly lovely.

This time, however, when he let go of her hand, she didn't press her hand against his cheek as she usually did, but dashed forward to press him tightly against her.

For a moment he did not react, but then finally put his arms around her.

When, after a few moments, Ophelia still did not detach herself from him, but held him tightly in her embrace, his posture, until then still quite stiff and tense, seemed to relax. He rested his chin on her head, why did he have to be so damn tall? and it wasn't long before Ophelia felt his antennae begin to run over her scalp once more.

It was still quite a strange sensation, though not an unpleasant one, and sighing contentedly she pressed her nose against his neck.

"I didn't expect to see you today," he confessed softly and Ophelia had to release the embrace to lift her head and look at him.

"I hope I didn't disturb you? If I have, I can leave as well." She smiled slightly. "I was just thinking that maybe we could use the time?"

Tysess tilted his head and a faint smile spread across his features.

"You are always welcome."

Those four words made Ophelia feel all warm inside, which was quite handy as Tysess' quarters were rather chilly.

Quite logical actually, she admitted as she pulled Tysess towards the sofa. He's used to Andorians and colder climes and probably melted almost every time he had to report for duty.

Once they were seated, Ophelia put her hand on his shoulder blades and frowned.

"You're completely tense."

Tysess gasped lightly. "It's been a bit tiring the last few days." Smiling, Ophelia brushed a strand of hair from his face and he closed his eyes. "I can imagine." For a moment she hesitated a little, but then grabbed him resolutely by the shoulders and pulled him backwards.

"What-?!"

Tysess tried to fight it, however, he let it wash over him after Ophelia whispered a "relax" to him.

With a still sceptical look on his face, but a lot less tense, he finally gave in to her tugging and slowly let himself slide backwards so that he was sitting between her legs with his head pillowed on her chest.

"Ophelia, what are you doing - ohhh."

Tysess's protests gave way to a surprised, albeit satisfied, sigh as Ophelia let her fingertips dance over his head. She leaned forward slightly without taking her fingers out of his hair and briefly propped her chin on his shoulder to whisper in his ear.

"Relax, please, Tysess. You're far too stressed and tense." She laughed lightly as she traced her fingernails gently over his scalp. "I mean, I thought I was already tense and stressed, but you sweetie..."

She squeezed a little harder in one spot, eliciting another relieved and thoroughly satisfied sigh from Tysess.

"You really are beyond the pale."

"It's not really my fault," he murmured softly, closing his eyes almost with relish. "We found data from a proto-jump for the third time. According to the Admiral, three is no longer a coincidence, but a pattern. She has made it her goal to find the Protostar."

"I noticed." Ophelia's fingers moved further back to his head, away from the Andorian's antennae.

Against her own will, when she had told Noum that she and Tysess were together, after his permission to tell on, she didn't want anything to make him uncomfortable, Noum had given her a quick briefing on Andorian biology.

A very detailed briefing, in fact.

She had spent most of the time hiding her increasingly hot face in her hands, but she had picked up a few things. For example, the fact that the area on the scalp around the antennae was very sensitive to touch and therefore called an erogenous zone.

And Ophelia would like to prevent that reaction at the moment.

"However, I can understand her. The Protostar is definitely an important ship, with science that still offers much to explore. And I guess the fact that the captain is Chakotay plays a certain role too, huh?"

"Perhaps."

For the next few minutes Ophelia continued to let her hands roam over his head, neck and shoulders until she reasonably felt that Tysess was a little more loosened up than before. "Better?"

Tysess sat up slowly and nodded before hesitantly opening his arms. Ophelia accepted the silent invitation without hesitation and wrapped her arms around his torso, burying her head in the crook of his neck.

"This is going to sound a bit silly, after all we saw each other every day, but I missed you. I mean, we didn't even have time to go on a date, which I think is kind of a shame. Normally I'm not really the type to do that, but oh well. You always want what you can't have, don't you?"

Tysess's antennae straightened. "A date?" Ophelia frowned. "Yeah? Don't tell me you don't know what a date is. I mean, you've been living among humans, for quite a long time actually."

She noticed that Tysess looked a little embarrassed and instantly regretted her choice of words. "However, I don't think you stick your nose into other people's love lives very often, which is why this is perfectly understandable and okay." She let go of him and sat up.

"A date... a date. How could I best describe it?" She thought about it for a moment. "It's sort of a... romantic appointment, I guess you could say. Two people who are romantically interested in each other go on dates, meetings, to spend time together." Tysess's antennae curled in thought. "That means that ... this is one too?"

Ophelia shook her head slowly.

"No, not really. A date is more something you plan. Some people even do it weeks in advance, especially if it's going to be something special. It's also kind of a tradition to go on a few dates before you get into a relationship, to see if you're, well, compatible? Is that right to say that? It's just to make sure you're a good match and that both parties take it seriously and want to take a step further in their relationship, in this case getting together."

Ophelia nodded slightly, satisfied with her answer. Who would have thought it could be so difficult to explain to an outsider what a date was?

It was only a few moments later that she noticed that Tysess looked terribly pale and that his antennae were standing straight up, if not slightly tilted back, as if he were panicking.

His gaze sought hers and Ophelia was shocked by the true terror in his pale lilac eyes as he reached out with his hands and grabbed hers, even kneeling on the floor in front of the couch in front of her. "Tysess, what-?"

"Have I broken a human tradition of courtship? Did I disregard something I should have? Have I done something wrong or hurt your feelings? Please believe me, beloved, that was never my intention." His eyes widened more and more and he didn't stop babbling to himself until Ophelia had to interrupt him.

"Tysess! Please calm down, you haven't broken any tradition! Just because many take this path does not mean it is a must. There are also very many who have been friends for years, for example, and then suddenly realise they'd like to be more than just friends." She squeezed his hands and smiled gently at him. "'Like us'. So please, Tysess, calm down."

Uncertain, he looked to her. "Are you sure?" "Yes." Her smile was still gentle and she pulled him back onto the couch, secretly touched that he had been so worried that he had done something wrong that would have been important in her culture. His next words came out hesitantly. "But... you'd still like to go on a date?"

For whatever reason, Ophelia felt heat rise to her face. "Well, so... I like spending time with you... therefore, yes? However, I know that both of us, especially you, are very busy right now and we don't really have much time, so-"

She broke off as Tysess smiled and touched her cheek with his hand. He didn't place it against her, much more his fingers delicately ghosting over her skin, leaving a comforting shiver. "Then we'll take our time."

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Nervously, Ophelia played with the zip of her parka. She had to admit she felt a little ridiculous walking down the corridor to the holodeck in thick winter clothing, however Tysess had asked her in his message to dress cold-proof. Ophelia didn't ask for it, but simply followed his request.

After their conversation, Tysess had asked to let him plan their first date and Ophelia hadn't been able to say no at the sight of his begging eyes.

She knew it was ridiculous, however, she was nervous. It wasn't necessary and she knew she would shake her head about it later, however it was her very first date in years. And then with Tysess too, absolutely meant in a positive way.

Ophelia had hit it off with the blue giant right from the start, at least from her point of view, and had, until her confession, been smitten with him for months. The fact that she could finally spend time with him, go on a proper date, was still somewhat obscure to her.

To make matters worse, she had run into Noum, who had just looked at her amusedly, by his standards, leaned over to her and muttered "Remember your promise", which had caused Ophelia to almost run into a wall.

But now, before she went around the corner to the holodeck, she stopped one last time to make sure everything was sitting as it should, though she couldn't change much with her braids as it was. Ophelia hadn't really bothered to put on much make-up either.

A little concealer against the bags under her eyes and some mascara, but that was it. She preferred to leave the eye shadow to Tysess.

She took one last deep breath before turning the corner and her heart immediately beat faster. Tysess was standing in front of her, no longer in uniform but in a thin black turtleneck and dark trousers.

Before her arrival he had kept glancing back and forth between his watch and the corridor, however now his gaze lingered only on her and as he smiled back at her, Ophelia felt her knees buckle.

"Hi," was all she could get out, swallowing her nervousness as she pressed a kiss to his cheek. "You came." Tysess sounded intrigued and Ophelia took his hand. "Of course, silly. Why wouldn't I come?"

"I honestly don't know," Tysess confessed, scratching the back of his neck before gesturing over to the holodeck. "Shall we." "Quick question," Ophelia interjected. "Why do I look like I'm going to Antarctica and you look like you're going to walk around town in the fall." He smiled and opened the door. "Because that's what we're going to do."

Tysess took her by the hand and led her into the room and instantly an icy wind blew against Ophelia, making her shiver. They are in some kind of ice cave, which made her wonder where the wind was coming from, which was probably only so bright because Tysess had set it that way. Fascinated, she looked around and turned in a circle to take in the size of the cave.

Stalactites of ice hung from the ceiling and indentations in the ice created a variety of patterns. Ophelia laughed breathlessly. "Where are we?"

Tysess stepped up beside her, took her hand again and looked down at her, a small smile on his face. "Andoria." She looked at him in disbelief. "Really?"

"Really. We are in a side cave near the one I grew up in. To be exact, that's where this path leads, if my memory doesn't deceive me." He pointed to a narrow path Ophelia had not seen before and excitement spread through her. "Are we going to see dien home village?!"

To her disappointment, Tysess shook her head. "No. We won't." He brushed a braid behind her ear and pulled her zip completely up to protect her from the cold. "I want the first time you see my home to be in real life."

Ophelia felt her heart flutter and she nodded slightly. "And where are we going then?"

Tysess smiled gently down at her and gestured to a path, which she hadn't noticed before because it was behind some ice rocks. "To a place I spent a lot of time in my childhood."

He led her down the passage and from the position of his antennae Ophelia could tell he was nervous, which in turn stirred her and made her heart beat faster.

He wanted to take her to a place that had been relevant in his childhood. He wanted her to be part of his history, even if he was nervous about doing so. For her. Ophelia truly had to pull herself together not to weep with happiness.

The corridor dragged on endlessly and at some point she felt the need to break the silence. Not because this silence was unpleasant, but because she simply wanted to talk to him.

"Aren't you freezing? It's unbelievably cold!" Tysess just shook his head. "This is almost summer by Andorian standards. Normally, especially at the depths we're at right now, it's much cooler. However, I didn't want you to get too cold."

"You're cute, you know that?" Ophelia was aware of the fact that she sounded like a lovesick teenager, however she didn't care, especially when she saw his cheeks turn purple.

For another five minutes or so, the Andorian led her down the path until it suddenly became wider and more spacious and abruptly opened out into a huge cavern. Ophelia gasped for air and at the same time felt the expectant and loving gaze of her boyfriend on her.

The cave had, for whatever reason, an opening in the ceiling, not particularly large, though she estimated the diameter to be larger than her height if she stood on Tysess' shoulders. Starlight filtered in through this opening, reflecting off the lake, which was mysteriously unfrozen despite the temperatures.

"You can't see the stars very often because of the snow flurries, only every few months of the year."

Tysess had stepped closer and was now standing directly behind her, his hands on her shoulders and his head bent down so that his mouth was against her ear.

"Every time I knew a night like this was coming, I'd run over here and stare at the sky for hours." He laughed that soft, raspy laugh she loved so much. "My parents got terribly worried every time I disappeared and scolded me, however, it didn't stop me from coming back the next time."

Ophelia was at a loss for words to describe the true beauty of the display. "Tysess," her voice was no more than a breath. "It's absolutely beautiful." She thought she heard a certain satisfaction in his voice. "So I can assume I've met your expectations for a date?"

Ophelia turned to him and looked at him out of sparkling eyes. "Oh, you have far surpassed them, love." She wrapped her arms, around him. "Thank you for bringing me here." She chuckled. "I can't believe this programme actually existed and you found it too. That must have been incredibly difficult."

Tysess cleared his throat slightly and Ophelia looked up, only to see him look slightly embarrassed to the side.

"I didn't find the programme." "What?" "I didn't find the programme," he repeated himself. "I programmed it myself." For a few moments Ophelia didn't know what to say, so she broke away from him and stared at him with her mouth and eyes widened.

"You programmed this... for me? Even though we barely have any free time?" Just the thought that after a hard day's work, instead of sleeping or relaxing, he had sat down to write a complex hologram for her.... She felt like she was bursting with affection and love.

Her voice broke off towards the end and she felt a range of emotions rise up inside her besides love and affection that would have knocked even a Vulcan off his feet. And the only way she knew how to deal with those feelings was to grab him by the collar and kiss him so hard they both had to gasp for breath. "I hate you," she whispered during a pause for breath.

"Mhhh, doesn't quite look like it to me," Tysess countered, wrapping his arms around her even tighter as his antennae went wandering. "Do you have any idea how high you've just set your expectations for me for the next date I have to plan?"

Tysess's eyes gleamed with delight as he looked down at her. "That means you want to do it again." Ophelia grinned and pulled him down a little more, murmuring. "There's nothing I'd rather do," before she pulled his lips down to hers again, not letting him get away so quickly this time.

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