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[imthepilot]

It's nearly a month standard before Bodhi can get a haul that leads him back to Eadu. There are too many other runs and too much going on. The Empire needs cargo and they need it everywhere.

Bodhi doesn't always get any say where he's sent. Even if it's the one place in the galaxy he least wants to be.

Jedha.

As much as he hates being wet. As much as he hate the load of Kyber in his hold. AS much as he wanted to just lock the doors and sleep, he is looking forward the being back on Eadu.

And he doesn't want to think too much about that.

About the fact Galen might be the only person in the galaxy who is expecting to see him. The only person who would notice if he didn't show up.

He calls ahead to the tower, radioing in his flight path and arrival time.

He has unpacking to do, he can find Galen once the work is done.

Do the job, move forwards.

Don't look back.

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[imthepilot]

Bodhi leans against the wall, staying out of sight till the door closes. He sighs, slow and deep. Star, he can barely breath. He can still feel Galen's lips on his. The heat of his touch. The light in his eyes when he looked at Bodhi.

Bodhi forces himself to move. To clean up the kitchen and put away his things, the way his grandmother taught him. There's comfort in the familiar ritual of it.

Easier than dwelling on the fact he thinks he might be in love with Galen.

He packs the food away in Galen's little cooler, all cut into meal sizes. Yes, he's a feeder. It's a Jedha thing. (Not really but he's not going to admit that.)

Finally, once everything is back in order, he opens the door, looking furtively around before heading for the mess and a lonely bunk. Not that the memories of those kisses won't warm him.