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[imthepilot]

The medical team moved Bodhi into the room opposite Galen two days later. Still groggy from painkillers, Bodhi sprawls naked across the weirdly wide bed. Officer's quarters. Much bigger beds that the barracks.

Made Bodhi wonder if they were lonelier too.

Strange things like that occur to him at strange times. Probably something to do with the drugs.

At least his back didn't hurt so much any more. And he only needed the oxy if he moved around too much.

But he was here, so near to Galen. And Galen would come see him soon enough. In the mean time, maybe some more sleep was a good idea.

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[galen_erso]

As they are safe and alone, Galen reaches out to take Bodhi's hand. "I don't think it's completely over," he says, "but you're a lot better, it seems. She's still grounding you for a month."

[imthepilot]

Bodhi's hand closes around Galen's. Nothing matters more than this. Just holding his hand. "So I'm still... damaged?" It's taking him a little longer to get his wits back this time.

[galen_erso]

"You're not damaged," Galen says. "You're injured. You're a person, not a droid."

He squeezes Bodhi's hand an smiles at him. "But you get to sip on juice packs if you want to, to wet your throat."

[imthepilot]

"Or a ship. Ships get damaged, why not their pilots?" He jokes, or tries to.

"Juice. Juice would be good. Stars, I don't remember when I last ate real food. When I'm allowed out, I'm raiding the base kitchens."

[galen_erso]

"And I am going to help you," Galen says, handing him a juice pack, open and ready to drink. "Set me chopping; I can do that."

[imthepilot]

He sips on the straw, gagging a little at the sudden sweetness of it. "I'm sure I can find ways for you to help. After all, you have your own personal cook for a month."

[galen_erso]

"That, and so much more "

He still seems awed.

[imthepilot]

"Your very own pilot." Bodhi smiles, very much in awe himself. "I'd go a stir-crazy, grounded for a month. If I didn't I had you."

[galen_erso]

"I'll try and keep you as busy as possible," Galen promises; and then he blushes horribly.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi shifts his weight to touch Galen's cheek. "I love the way you blush. You make me feel special."

[galen_erso]

"I find myself saying these things all harmlessly, and then I suddenly think about how they can be about me wanting you so much, too," Galen admits.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi sighs, stroking Galen's cheek. "It... it means a lot to me. I... it's been a long time since anyone wanted me for more than just... a good time." Anyone actually cared if he enjoyed it too.

[galen_erso]

"I never did that good time thing," Galen admits. "They seem to like it, but it's such a waste. Real love is so good, what else do they want?"

Beat.

"I don't get why anybody cheats in the one they live, either. Some cultures have group marriages, okay. But loving one other and then betray them?"

It makes no sense to him

[imthepilot]

Bodhi's expression sadness and he looks away. "I don't... I've never." He clears his throat. "I've ever been in love. Not before you."

[galen_erso]

Galen leans over to kiss him. "But now you are, and you have me."

[imthepilot]

Bodhi returns the kiss, a little needy. A little desperately. "Galen." He sounds so young, so tender.

The medic taps lightly on the door. "Time to get you back in the chamber, Rook. Sooner it's done, sooner you're out."

[galen_erso]

Regretfully, Galen steps aside to let her do her job.