imthepilot | (no subject)

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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From:

galen_erso

"You should be lying here so you can get well enough to do your job again," Galen says. "Until then, you will have to make do with helping us recover from this."

Beat.

"The medic said something about your hands escaping worse damage because you were gripping me, so I guess the gloves were already gone by then, or it wouldn't have been an issue."

From:

imthepilot

"Anything I can do." He manages a small smile. "I still have to earn my keep somehow."

He frowns, thinking back. "The palms were torn. On the rocks, coming down. I landed up in the hills, had to scramble down." He turns up his hand, looking at the faint scars of healed cuts. They must have gelled his hands too. "That's why my suit was compromised." He huffs a sour laugh. "Eadu seems to have two states - sharp and wet."

From:

galen_erso

"Or sharp and wet," Galen agrees, leaning over to kiss Bodhi's cheek. "They sometimes happen both at once."

From:

imthepilot

"Outdoors, anyway." Bodhi sighs, "Indoors we have this - warm and soft." He pulls Galen closer, wanting to wrap himself in Galen's warmth.

But the action pulls one of his burns at he buries his face in the pillows, stifling a cry of pain.

From:

galen_erso

"Tell me what to do," Galen suggest, lifting his head to look at Bodhi's back to see whether anything is bleeding or seeping again.

Bodhi's back is bare, but at the moment, there is no thought of touching it.

From:

imthepilot

The deep burn on his hip is weeping, the skin red and angry where a cluster of blisters have burst. "Injector. gel-pad." He nods to the table where a box holds medical supplies.

He reaches for the oxy, trying to breathe through the pain.

From:

galen_erso

Galen sits up, gets the box, seats himself beside Bodhi's hip, and starts applying the gel.

He doesn't ask whether it hurts; he knows it does.

"I'll be quick about it."

From:

imthepilot

Bodhi nods and takes the injector, stabbing it into the meat of his own thigh without hesitation.

The drugs are quick and the injector slips from his hand, suddenly loose and weak. He hated this, hated how helpless he was. And how more helpless still the painkillers made him.

A pilot had to be sharp, tight. Not this groggy mess. He hides his face in the pillows in shame.

From:

galen_erso

Galen leans over him to kiss his cheek.

From:

imthepilot

"Galen." Bodhi slurs his name a little, his eyes hazy.

From:

galen_erso

"Bodhi," Galen says. "We are safe, and together, and have a month."

He follows it with another gentle kiss.

From:

imthepilot

He doesn't want to sleep, doesn't want to waste even a moment of this but he can't keep his eyes from sagging closed. "Don't leave me." It comes out as a plea, soft and brittle.

From:

galen_erso

"I will be right here," Galen promises.

For now.

One day, they may manage for always.

From:

imthepilot

Bodhi lets his head loll, letting the drugs take him. "I love you." The words are little more than a breath.

He sleeps for some hours, the drugs keeping him still so the bacta gel can do it's work.

When he comes to, it's slowly, fleetingly. Reaching out for Galen.

From:

galen_erso

Galen is right there beside him, where he was, asleep with his nose squashed against his reading.

From:

imthepilot

Bodhi can't help but smile, reaching out with care to brush a strand of hair back from Galen's sleeping face. Squashed nose and all, it's the most beautiful sight Bodhi's ever woken up to.

From:

galen_erso

Galen makes a little snuffling noise, and opens one eye.

"Oh. Bodhi. Was I asleep?"

From:

imthepilot

Bodhi continues to play with Galen's hair, that softly bemused smile still on his lips. "Sleep. You probably need it."

From:

galen_erso

"Sometimes, I do," Galen admits, with a little sleepy smile.

He moves his neck to touch Bodhi's nose with his own.

From:

imthepilot

Bodhi's smile deepens, running his nose against Galen's before leaning in to kiss him slowly.

Stars, this can't be real. The pain in his back not withstanding, he's never been this happy.

From:

galen_erso

Galen keeps his eyes open throughout the kiss, looking into Bodhi's.

From:

imthepilot

"Stars, how can this be real? How can someone like you be here with me?" He's half unaware he's said it aloud.

From:

galen_erso

Galen gives a little hum, then kisses him again. "What did I do to deserve you?" he says. "You are wonderful, and I fully support that you deserve me, especially as I seem to be what you want."

He chuckles.

"You have me now."

From:

imthepilot

"Yes, I do have you." But can I keep you? He keeps that doubt to himself.

He shifts again, glad to feel the gel has dulled the pain in his hip. "Now, the medic said I could and should shower whenever I wanted to. To bring down the chance of infection. And it's not like this place lacks for water."

He manages a hopeful little smile. "Would you... shower with me?"