#rather than odo just refusing to let quark hear what he wanted. refusing to admit to him how much he means to him and then just leaving

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honestly the funniest part about the quodo kiss blooper is that kira had like no reaction to it. it just made so much sense that even she just stood there and watched it happen

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That's a big one, feel free to ignore me 10, 20, 30, 36, and 40 for garashir? :3

Took forever but I did not ignore you! Just busy with finals so still working on prompts I’m getting (but I’m open to getting more because heck, why not) but here you are!

10: “We can’t keep this up forever.”

“We can’t keep this up forever.” Garak sighed as he looked up at the ceiling.

“And why not?” Julian said, probably a little more sharply than he’d intended.

“Someone will find out about us eventually.” Garak shook his head. “It’s only a matter of time if we continue on like this.”

“Find out about us?” Julian furrowed his brow. “It’s not exactly a secret.” Garak looked at Julian in shock. “I mean, it’s not like I go around telling people we’re sleeping together, but it’s not something I’m hiding.”

“You’re not?” Garak blinked in surprise.

“What made you think I was?” Julian asked, narrowing his eyes.

“Common sense.” Garak scoffed. “Only a fool would want it known that he was lying in bed repeatedly with a Cardassian exile.”

“Mm,” Julian nodded. “I must be quite foolish then.” He smiled and rolled over to hold Garak. “I wouldn’t be with you if I were ashamed. I like you.”

“That…” Garak paused and tried not to be too subdued by the warm embrace Julian had him in. “Was not something I had considered.”

“Why did you think I’ve been sleeping with you?” Julian chuckled.

“Pity…” Garak confessed quietly. Julian snuggled closer to Garak’s back.

“Well, you were wrong.” Garak could feel Julian’s smile against him. “I’m here because I love you.” Garak froze and he could tell that Julian did as well. “Garak?” Julian’s voice was suddenly so timid, it was like a small squeak.

“Yes, my dear?” Garak didn’t move. He knew Julian was going to take that confession back and he couldn’t blame him for it.

“I mean it, Garak.” Julian whispered. “I think I’m in love with you.” Garak turned over to face Julian, his expression one of awe.

“I love you too.” He breathed, unable to come up with some witty remark. Instead, he spoke the absolute truth.

20: “Please don’t hurt me like this.”

“Please don’t hurt me like this.” Garak sighed once Julian exited the changing room in what could only be described as a ghastly ensemble.

“They’re your designs!” He protested before looking down at himself. “If you don’t like them, why sell them?”

“My dear, the clothing pieces are not the problem.” Garak shook his head. “It’s your insistence on pairing them together in such a horrendous manner.” Garak gave a small smile, admittedly finding Julian’s hopelessness with fashion charming. “I understand that purple is your favorite color, but unlike black, it doesn’t go with everything.” Julian then had a huge smile on his face. “Why do you look so pleased? Don’t tell me you committed this atrocity as a joke.”

“No, no, I was quite serious about all this.” Julian motioned to his clothing. “But that’s just it. I failed miserably despite trying in earnest.”

“And that delights you?” Garak asked, suspecting the doctor had lost his mind.

“Frankly, yes.” Julian grinned. “Come on, Garak. My augments have been revealed, you have to realize how often I’ve had to pretend I’m not as capable as I am.”

“So having something that you’re genuinely terrible at is refreshing?” Garak asked, amused by the whole concept.

“As long as it’s not incredibly vital I get it right.” Julian shrugged. “I wouldn’t want to be struggling if there were lives on the line.”

“But offending my eyes is of little consequence to you.” Garak scoffed with a smirk.

“Oh, come on, Garak.” Julian laughed. “I’ve always been able to be myself around you, that’s why I like you so much.” Garak blinked in surprise at that.

“Well,” He thought. “I’m glad that I was so unimportant that the risk of my discovering your secret has never bothered you.”

“What?” Julian asked with a laugh. “Garak, I just mean that I don’t have to dumb myself down with you ever.” He shot Garak a fond smile. “You’re an incredibly intelligent man and a joy to spend time with. Our lunches are almost like a game where nothing is off-limits.” He stepped toward Garak and bit his lip. “We don’t get mad when one of us trumps the other’s argument, we become proud.” Julian shrugged with a blush. “I don’t know if that makes any sense.” Garak sighed wistfully at how well Julian was describing proper flirtation, yet still missed it completely.

“No, no, your description is very apt.” He nodded. “I’m fond of our lunches as well.” It felt weak to admit, even though Garak had done so before during his withdrawal. “I’m also flattered to hear you’ve been unrestrained during our debates.”

“When it comes to you, Garak,” Julian smirked, “I play to win.” He ended softly. Garak then realized how close Julian had moved to him. Garak could feel the heat radiating off of the Human and he had to resist the urge to lean into it.

“How competitive of you.” Garak breathed, trying hard not to betray his thoughts.

“I suppose I should get out of these clothes.” Julian purred. Garak’s eyes widened and then Julian had a devious smirk. “After all, you said these were awful.” Garak remained silent, not sure what to do. “Elim?”

“Doctor?” Garak said suddenly, surprised to hear his first name.

“Your mouth looks like it’s about to hit the floor.” Julian’s smile showed he was trying to hold back laughter. Garak quickly closed his mouth and then took a step back.

“I’m simply shocked to hear you’re competitive.” Garak deflected. “You usually seem so overly generous.” Julian pouted slightly and then straightened his posture.

“Well, you must not be as good at reading people as you think.” Julian huffed. Was he disappointed? Garak pushed that thought out of his mind. That would imply that Julian wanted Garak to kiss him.

30: “So that’s it? It’s over?”

“So that’s it? It’s over?” Julian turned to Garak now that the holographic performers had taken their final bows.

“What more could you possibly want?” Garak smiled. “It’s a riveting piece.”

“But nothing happened!” Julian protested. Garak rolled his eyes but Julian spoke before he could lecture him. “Oh, yes, I’m sure you’re going to go on and on about how this is some great example of Cardassian theater, but I can’t actually believe you like this garbage.”

“If that were the case,” Garak huffed, “why would I recommend this ‘garbage’ to you?”

“You delight in being contrarian.” Julian challenged. “I bet you purposefully choose works that you know I won’t like just so you can disagree with me.”

“Surely I could recommend things you would like and simply take a negative perspective.” Garak smirked.

“But that would require you to admit that not everything from Cardassia is flawless.” Julian sighed. “Not to mention you already take the negative perspective with everything I offer you.”

“My dear, are you still upset that I didn’t like Mother Courage?” Garak had a smug look on his face that Julian wanted to slap off.

“I’m upset that I think you did like it but you refuse to admit it.” Julian stood up from his seat and glared at Garak. “Are you ready to go?”

“Of course.” Garak smiled as he stood up. “Computer, end program.” The theater was gone and they were again staring at the unadorned walls of the holosuite. “I find your assertion that I so greatly desire conflict with you to be fascinating.” Garak continued happily as they exited the holosuite. “What possible motive could I have to constantly fight with you?”

“Flirtation.” Julian said in a matter of fact way that caught Garak off guard.

“I’m sorry?” Garak essentially choked out.

“Those Cardassian scientists that were here last week,” Julian smirked as he gave Garak a side-eye. “I had a rather illuminating conversation with Miles about how one of them mistook his arguing as advances.” Garak gulped and looked ahead as the two of them began to walk down the spiral staircase.

“Doctor, you’re not intimating that I’ve been trying to seduce you all this time?” Garak was terrified to think he’d been caught. He wanted to flee but Julian sat down at the bar and looked at Garak to join him. If they had to have this conversation, Garak didn’t want to do it in such a public place.

“I don’t think you expected anything to come of it.” Julian smirked as he motioned for Quark to come over. “Blue Kanar.” Julian ordered and Quark looked intrigued but nodded and scurried away.

“Oh?” Garak sat down next to Julian cautiously.

“You’re a glutton for self-punishment.” Julian asserted. “So while you may lust after me, you’d never allow yourself to take an action that might result in your happiness.”

“An interesting theory.” Garak tried to remain cool and calm as Quark poured each of them a glass and then left. “But, tell me, Doctor,” Garak took a sip of his Kanar and let the silence linger for a moment as if he were more interested in his drink. “If I am such a masochist, wouldn’t I pursue you more brazenly? Surely your inevitable rejection would provide me with ample embarrassment.”

“But what if I were to accept?” Julian purred before licking his lips. He let his eyes move up and down Garak before drinking from his own glass.

“And what if Gul Dukat marched in here and then began dancing to Andorian ballet?” Garak scoffed. “It’s a waste of time to humor the impossible.”

“You know,” Julian laughed. “Dukat wouldn’t look half bad in a tutu.” Julian looked at Garak with a warm smile. “Don’t be so quick to label things as ‘impossible.’ They might be more likely than you think.”

36: “I’m so in love with you.”

“I’m so in love with you.” Garak turned to see who had just entered his shop. He had been expecting Odo and his Betazoid friend to enter but it seemed they only walked past. Garak was very surprised to see Julian looking positively giddy.

“Doctor?” Garak asked, confused.

“Please, call me Julian.” Julian blushed. As he walked over to Garak. “Can I call you Elim?”

“I don’t see why not.” Garak said nervously. The look Julian was giving Garak was terrifyingly fond. Garak didn’t trust it for a second.

“Why are you working, Elim?” Julian sighed happily. “You should enjoy the festival with me.” Julian took Garak’s lapels in his hands and gently stroked the fabric with his thumb.

“A Bajoran festival isn’t exactly the place for a Cardassian.” Garak gulped. The doctor was being unmistakably affectionate and as much as Garak wanted to accept it all at face value, he knew this was odd. “Besides, I can do more business when there’s this much foot traffic.”

“Excuses, excuses.” Julian chided as he put his hand on Garak’s cheek.

“Doctor, what exactly do you think you’re doing?” What else was Garak supposed to say? Julian’s lips were almost upon him at this point.

“I’m trying to tell you how I feel, Elim.” Julian said with a small smirk. “But I’d rather show you.” Suddenly, Julian was kissing him. Garak resisted the urge to kiss back, though he couldn’t deny the way his ridges tingled and how his heart began racing. He pulled himself away despite all his wanting.

“Doc-” He sighed. “Julian.” Garak said sternly. Julian grinned at the sound of his name and he was looking at Garak with hazy eyes. “Is this some sort of joke?”

“I love you, Elim!” Julian insisted as he took another step forward so he was again a breath away from Garak. “Please, I’m begging you. I’ve never felt this way about anyone before.”

“You feel this way about someone constantly.” Garak frowned.

“Not like this.” Julian sighed with a smile. “I don’t think I had any idea what passion was until now.” Julian bit his lip and pressed his chest against Garak’s. Garak had never been pursued like this before. This felt like something out of his fantasies, not reality. Julian was again stroking Garak’s cheek and looking at him with those wide eyes. “I’ll do anything for you.” Garak didn’t resist the kiss this time, he let Julian take the lead and push further and further. The young man was actually serious about this!

“Sisko to Dr. Bashir.” Julian’s badge chirped, but Julian didn’t stop. “Sisko to Dr. Bashir.” Now Commander Sisko’s voice was more irate.

“You’re being hailed, my dear.” Garak breathed when he was finally able to push Julian away.

“Doesn’t matter.” Julian whispered and shook his head slightly and he began to draw Garak back in.

“Dr. Bashir, please report to the Infirmary!” Now it was evident Sisko was already not having a good day and he had no patience whatsoever.

“Julian, you don’t want to get court-martialed, do you?” Garak smiled.

“I don’t care.” Julian murmured. Garak had to stop him from getting another kiss.

“Doctor, this is highly unusual.” Garak frowned and pushed Julian away. This was simply getting more and more bizarre.

“Julian.” The young man pouted. “Come on, Elim, I’ll be good to you.” It was a plea. As if Julian were somehow beneath Garak and ready to grovel in order to be worthy. Garak was about to assure Julian that he was indeed interested, but then Major Kira marched in. She had clearly not been having a good festival.

“Julian!” She shouted. “You’re wanted in the infirmary. Now.”

“Major, can’t you see I’m busy?” Julian whined and began to run a hand through Garak’s hair. Garak quickly slapped Julian’s hand away.

“Please take him away, Major.” Garak asked desperately. Julian looked at him wide-eyed and hurt. “He’s acting… strangely.”

“All the men on this station have gone insane.” Kira rolled her eyes angrily and grabbed Julian by the arm. “I can’t believe you’re the only sane one left.” Kira scoffed at Garak.

“Believe me, Major, I’m quite certain I’ve gone mad.” Kira barked a bitter laugh at that and dragged Julian away.

40: “Will you marry me?”

“Will you marry me?” Garak’s voice trembled as he said it. He immediately cursed himself for voicing the thought aloud. Yes, things had been going well with Julian but he knew it couldn’t last forever. If he was lucky, Julian would have already dozed off or simply not heard him.

“What?” Julian breathed quietly and looked up at Garak. He was still lying on Garak’s chest but he turned himself around so he could study Garak’s face better. “Elim, did you just ask me to marry you?”

“It was merely a suggestion.” Garak looked away and tried to keep his tone as casual as possible. “You’re already living with me and there are many legal benefits. Not to mention you would have a higher status on Cardassia if you were actually married to a Cardassian.” Everything he said was true, but he knew he wasn’t fooling Julian with that being the reason.

“But…” Julian had a guilty smile. “Your status would go down, wouldn’t it?” Garak looked back at Julian in surprise. Julian’s large, brown eyes were hopeful yet he bit his lip and looked cautious. “I would love to get married to you, Elim.” Julian blushed and then broke out into a grin. “I just don’t want to cause you any trouble.”

“Trouble, my dear?” Garak gasped. “You agreed to marry me!” Garak couldn’t stop himself from smiling now as he cupped Julian’s cheek. “You’re serious?”

“Absolutely.” Julian said as he put his hand over Garak’s. “But if you marry a Human your political career will suffer. You know that, right?” Julian looked concerned but he still had a smile on his face.

“My political career can be completely forgotten if it means I get to let the universe know that you and I are forever entwined.” Garak brought Julian’s face forward and they kissed a long and slow kiss.

“But Cardassia needs you.” Julian whispered when they broke apart. “I won’t be hurt if you choose to protect yourself from scandal a bit.”

“Cardassia needs to progress if it’s going to survive.” Garak sighed. “Therefore the people will have to learn to be accepting. We’ve had leader after leader thrown out due to charges of corruption, embezzlement, and conspiracies ranging from murder to soliciting with Klingons. Do you think the Cardassian people will even view our relationship as scandalous?” He gave a soft smile. “Many will still support me by virtue that I am not as horrible as the rest.”

“And people are afraid of you.” Julian smirked.

“Not you.” Garak smiled back. “You don’t seem to have enough common sense to run away from me.”

“You’re not getting out of this proposal that easily.” Julian chuckled. “I’m not going anywhere.”

“Promise?” Garak asked as he took Julian’s hand and held it tenderly to his lips.

“Promise.”