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[imthepilot]

Bodhi waits by the outer door of the facility, looking up at the sky that is for once not black. Grey and hazy but not black.

The medic has given him a series of injections that allow him to walk and carry a light pack without too much pain. Granted there are patches he can't feel, his hip mostly. But he can live with that to enjoy a day outside.

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[imthepilot]

Bodhi's eyes brighten, just... holding Galen. Because he can feel it too. He strokes Galen's cheek, mesmerising the way Galen's face feels.

[galen_erso]

Galen bends his head to kiss Bodhi again, almost ceremonially, to underscore the meaning of the moment.

[imthepilot]

And Bodhi opens himself to it, just... kissing Galen. Like there's nothing else in the galaxy to do. Nothing else that matters.

[galen_erso]

Nothing else matters right now, not the past or the future, not the Empire or the rebels, not the kyber or the Death Star.

Only Bodhi.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi breaks off the kiss with a breathless laugh, pressing his forehead to Galen's. "So this is what if feels like." He smiles, arms loose around Galen's shoulders.

[galen_erso]

"Yes," Galen says, holding him close, their breath mingling in the cold air of the shuttle. "This is it."

[imthepilot]

Bodhi smile, bright and unashamed. "Thank you." He kisses Galen again. Because he can.

[galen_erso]

Galen's smile is as bright, his reddish eyes shine with joy and love.

"Thank you for existing," he says softly, "and thank the Force for bringing you to me, and me to you."

[imthepilot]

"Thank the force." Bodhi echoes softly. And without bitterness for perhaps the first time ever.

[galen_erso]

Galen kisses him again, holding him close and letting the feelings wash over them both, a large, warm wave that can carry them safely.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi holds him for what seems like hours, sharing kisses and basking in this.

"We could stay here, you know? Tonight. I have a sleeping mat. Unless you have to get back."

[galen_erso]

"I'll have to send a message to the droid I gave my codes to," Galen says. "So they won't come out to look for me. But then, it should be fine."

[imthepilot]

"Then stay? Just us." Bodhi asks hopefully. "There's a far bit of daylight left and if we're lucky and the clouds clear a little, we'll be able to see planetset."

[galen_erso]

"Yes," Galen says. "Let's do that. Just us, with nobody else for miles and miles. You don't have a droid?"

Many pilots do.

[imthepilot]

"No, but I've got a data transmitter. It'll reach the research facility easily enough."

[galen_erso]

"Good, we can do that," Galen says. "Can you patch me into the data net straight away? I'd rather not talk to a person."

[imthepilot]

Bodhi nods, only letting go of Galen long enough to radio in the signal to patch through to the data net. Something most ships can't do. The advantage of small haulers, they have better communication systems to even the next model up.

"All yours."

[galen_erso]

Galen enters a few codes, and a droidish whistle answers. Galen enters some more data, there is a whistled acknowledgement, and the line closes.

"All done," he says, reaching for Bodhi again.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi smiles and crosses to Galen, hugging him from behind. "All mine now."

[galen_erso]

"Completely and utterly, until tomorrow three hours after planetrise," Galen says, leaning backwards into the hug with a grateful sigh."

[imthepilot]

Bodhi take advantage of the fact Galen isn't wearing a high collar to molest his throat with kisses.

[galen_erso]

Galen leans back his head with a pleased sigh, exposing his throat to Bodhi's lips.

[imthepilot]

"You make me want to leave you covered in marks." He whispers, his kisses growing hotter. "They'll never see them but you and I will know."

[galen_erso]

"I like that," Galen says. "I like the idea that we leave marks on each other."

As he did on Bodhi's wrist, the last time.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi runs his hand over Galen's front, opening his shirt enough to slide of off on shoulder. He sucks a mark on the sweep of Galen's shoulder.