Shameless Shipping Post

[flightforfreedom]

 I WILL FIND AN APPROPRIATE PICTURE AND PUT IT HERE LATER

but for now this is a shipping post

give me a prompt or an image or just a blank tag and i'll make up the prompt i don't care let's sail this ship

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For Bodhi and then also Cassian

[flightforfreedom]

[It was summer, and though the last week had been too gorgeous to spend any time inside, that afternoon a thunderstorm had rolled in and brought the rain with it. The rain was warm, and hit the ground with such force it caused a slight haze of mist to curl across the forest floor surrounding Base One. Poe had gone out in it, just to enjoy it - had said something about the rains on Yavin when he pulled Bodhi out into it.

Of course they'd gotten soaked.

So, after Poe had his fill of frolicking in the rain, they retreated back inside, changed into warm dry pyjamas, and had curled up on the couch. The television was on, but Poe wasn't paying attention enough to even notice. He'd perched behind Bodhi, absentmindedly playing with the man's hair.]

This is getting pretty long, huh? I bet I could even... [He trailed off with a smile to himself, before leaning on a little, pressing up against Bodhi's back.] You got your hair ties? I want to try something.

[onlydoubts]

[ The sudden storm had made for an enjoyable afternoon with Poe, it wasn't like the sheets of cold and unpleasant rain on Eadu or the occasional light sprinkling of Jedha.

Dripping wet, they'd returned to the house and got settled for the evening. He was more focused on Poe's hands in his wet hair, already brushed as it'd be a mistake not to after getting it wet and sleeping on it.

He peeks behind him as Poe leans into him. ] Hm? Haven't cut it since before I got here. [ One thing he's learned is to keep the ties on his wrist, one of which he pulls off and hands to Poe. ] I didn't know you know how to do hair. But, sure.

[flightforfreedom]

Yeah, well, I went months without mine growing at all. You shouldn't cut it. I like it this way.

[He ran his fingers through it before taking the elastics, sliding them onto his own wrist as he kept running his hands through Bodhi's hair. He shifted up a bit closer, sliding a knee to rest on either side of Bodhi's chest, giving him a light squeeze as if being hugged by his legs.]

Did it for Jess, sometimes, in black squadron. And before that - well, long before that - used to do it for my mom, when she was still alive. [He didn't seem to be in a hurry, fingers running lazily through Bodhi's locks.]

Bet this is long enough that I could do you something similar.

[onlydoubts]

I used to have mine as short as yours. But regulations wanted us to keep our appearances neat and tidy, including keeping our hair short. So, naturally - I let it grow out.

[ Bodhi can't recall, when last someone did his hair for him. Probably his mum, before leaving home, before cutting it to begin with. He relaxes, slumping easier against Poe to make it easier, as the other man continues to play with his hair. ]

You've had some practice, then.

[flightforfreedom]

Always a rebel at heart, huh. [It came out immeasurably fond, and proud, because it was. Silly, maybe, to feel proud over something so small, but it just tied in to how he always felt about Bodhi. Reinforced it.]

Yeah, exactly. Tried to grow mine out when I was younger but it got so curly it just ended up going out rather than down, if you know what I mean.

[He started to gather all of Bodhi's hair together at the back of his head, fingers nimbly gathering any loose strands. They trailed against the skin of Bodhi's neck as he did so, drawing his attention to it, and then he let his fingertips graze against it again just to enjoy the touch. There was a brief pause - a half second's thought - before he leaned in, pressing his lips gently to Bodhi's throat, just behind his ear.]