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[imthepilot]

In the last week of Bodhi’s medical leave, he worked himself hard. When he wasn’t in the barrack gym working out, he was studying the specs of his new ship. And when he wasn’t doing that, he was cooking. He had the freezer in Galen’s room stocked with pre-packed meals and ready-made spice blends that could be added to bland meals to make them palatable. As well as restocking his own travelling collection.

He wasn’t sleeping much either.

He was just coming back from the gym when Galen got off work, stripped down and sweaty.

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[galen_erso]

Galen sighs. "And in need of a good energy source, and good Jedhean cooking," he says.

[imthepilot]

"That narrows it down a bit." He kisses Galen with the warm lethargy of the afterglow. "But it never hurts to have sensible search parameters."

[galen_erso]

"Pondering search parameters," Galen chuckles. "Never change, Bodhi. My pilot."

[imthepilot]

"What till I start talking in approach vectors and course deviation." Bodhi teases, leaving in to molest Galen's throat. "Hoe will you resist me then?"

[galen_erso]

"I'll plot course deviations towards places underneath your clothes," Galen says, leaning back his head and sighing with pleasure.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi gives a soft groan and shakes his head, coming up to kiss Galen deeply. "You're awful."

He holds Galen tight against him, their bodies warm under the shower.

[galen_erso]

"Totally terrible," Galen agrees. "Let's finish ourselves off here and then go snuggle on the bed."

He really says 'snuggle'.

[imthepilot]

And Bodhi loves him for it, smiling warmly. "Yes, let's. But just so you know, I want to do this again." He drops his voice, breath hot on Galen's cheek as he whispers it. "Only with me on my knees, pressed against the tiles as I go down on you."

[galen_erso]

Galen's breath hitches; then, he scratches his wet hair as he pretends to think.

"Yes please," he says. "But not now. Not right away. I wouldn't be up to it. I'm no longer twenty."

[imthepilot]

Bodhi laughs at the pretence and reaches for the wash cloth, making quick work of cleaning them both up. "I'm sure I could coax you into it. I'm told I'm very good."

[galen_erso]

"Excellent," Galen says. "The best. But my base of comparison is small."

[imthepilot]

Bodhi laughs and turns off the water, turning in the drying cycle and fluffing his hair to make it dry faster. "You really know how to boost a guy's confidence."

[galen_erso]

"You are exactly right for me, and that's all that counts," Galen states plainly while smoothing his hair into place, somewhat unsuccessfully. Galen Erso doesn't have it in him, ever, to look slick and suave.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi slicks his own hair back neatly before playing with Galen's. Why? Because he can. And it's fun.

With a kiss he draws Galen out and towards the bed. Snuggling sounds good. The lethargy of sex and a good work out has him feeling heavy.

[galen_erso]

Galen follows, a bit scruffy yet, and pleasantly tired.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi pulls Galen into bed, carding his fingers through Galen's scruffy hair, just enjoying the feel of it.

"This will be over too soon." He whispers, looking into Galen's eyes. "I don't want to go back to being alone between the stars."

[galen_erso]

"I don't want to let you go," Galen confesses, softly and sheepishly.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi pulls him close, burying his face in Galen's neck. "We need a ship." He mutters, mostly to himself. Trying to convince himself it must be done. That he had to go.

[galen_erso]

"And---"

Silence.

"Before you leave, we must go climbing again."

[imthepilot]

"Yes." Bodhi agrees, aware they have much to say, much to plan safely away from here. "Tomorrow?"

[galen_erso]

"Yes," Galen echoes. "Tomorrow."

[imthepilot]

Bodhi looks into Galen's eyes, cupping to Galen's cheek. The words aren't big enough. Words are never big enough for him. All he can do is kiss Galen deeply, pouring his heart into it.

[galen_erso]

All Galen can do is kiss him back with equal fervour, and deep feeling.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi draws back a little to look into Galen's eyes. "I'm afraid, Galen." Bodhi admitted, very softly. "I'm afraid to leave."

[galen_erso]

Galen's arms are suddenly very tight around him. "I'm afraid to let you go," he admits. "I want you here, with me, in my life, k owing you're in no immediate danger."