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FILL: Come Home To Me 1a/2

[vix_spes]

Then:

There were plenty of things that Galen Erso hated about his life – being forced to build something that was only capable of destruction being first and foremost on the list but by no means the only thing. But, at the moment, what he hated most was that he had to keep the fact that he was in a relationship a secret, that he couldn’t outwardly show his worry for his lover. Bodhi should have landed on Eadu twelve hours ago and with every hour that passed with still no sign of Bodhi, Galen’s anxiety ramped higher and higher.

When he had lost Lyra and Jyn all those years ago, Galen had never thought that he would love again and he had accepted that. It was for the best. He didn’t think that he could go through the unimaginable pain of loving someone again only to have them torn away as a means of controlling him as Krennic had with Lyra. He had instead resigned himself to being alone and sworn to do all that he could to sabotage the project that he was being forced to work on. He had vowed that he would do his best to honour Lyra’s sacrifice and hopefully not embarrass Jyn with their familial connection, assuming that she had survived and was with Saw. Stuck on the isolated, storm-battered planet of Eadu, the last thing that Galen had expected to do was fall in love.

Even so, that was precisely what had happened. Galen had been in the mess hall when a voice behind him had asked him which line would lead to the droid serving the best food. More than a little taken aback because even him fellow scientists only spoke to him when they had to, Galen had turned around to find a somewhat bedraggled young man wearing the uniform of an Imperial cargo pilot. Galen had simply stared in stupefaction as the young man had repeated his question, too caught up in the combination of sharp cheekbones, dark eyes like pools of molten Trammistan chocolate and hair that Galen’s fingers itched to sink into. When he had realised that the man was still waiting for a response, Galen had replied, his tongue tripping and stumbling over the words, much as it had when he had first started courting Lyra.

The shy smile that he received in response was heart-stoppingly gorgeous and, for just a moment, Galen forgot how to breathe. Of course, he then proceeded to fumble and drop his tray as though he were a boy with his first crush. Galen had closed his eyes in mortification as he bent to collect the tray, wishing that the ground would just open up and swallow him whole, more than a little grateful that the stubble on his cheeks covered the worst of the flush. When he opened his eyes, and straightened up, he hadn’t expected the beauty to still be stood there, much less stood with a smile on his lips and his hand held out.

“I’m Bodhi, Bodhi Rook.”

“Galen Erso.”

And that had been the extent of their first interaction as, once he’d got through the serving droids, Galen had been summoned to answer a series of questions on kyber crystals posited by the other scientists and Bodhi had been swallowed up by a group of other pilots but, even so, Galen had found his gaze constantly wandering to the younger man and was more than a little gratified to see that his gaze met with Bodhi’s own on more than one occasion. Still, Galen had assumed that he wouldn’t see Bodhi Rook again. After all, there were large numbers of cargo pilots working for the Empire, all of them constantly being sent from one end of the galaxy to the other.

Galen hadn’t seen the pilot – Bodhi – the following day but he had stayed in Galen’s mind nonetheless, far more so than Galen had expected. There was something about Bodhi that had captured Galen’s attention in a way that no-one had since Lyra and he didn’t know if he’d ever see the man again. Galen knew nothing about him other than his name and the fact that he was a pilot but that didn’t matter. More than once, he was tempted to search the databanks for more information; his security clearance would permit him to do so but he didn’t know how far Krennic’s surveillance of him went and he didn’t want anything to happen to the young pilot thanks to a mere whim of Galen’s. So, instead, Galen resigned himself to remaining curious and had stayed away from delving into Bodhi’s personnel files.

Still, he found his thoughts dwelling upon Bodhi far more than he had ever expected. He found himself wondering how long the younger man had worked for the Empire, how he had become a pilot, whether it was always what he had wanted to do, any number of things. Galen had also found his thoughts drifting to how attractive Bodhi was. It had been a long time since he had been interested in another man but he found himself focusing far more on whether Bodhi’s hair was as soft as it looked, just how far that blush travelled and how those full lips would feel under Galen’s own. It had all come to a head one evening in the small fresher attached to his rooms when he had found himself masturbating for the first time since the death of his wife, Bodhi’s face behind his eyelids and Bodhi’s name on his lips when he came hard enough to see stars.

He had battled with himself for several weeks after that, feeling guilty over the fact that Lyra had died because of him yet here he was lusting after someone else, before he had finally decided that he had spent long enough mourning Lyra and that she would have wanted him to be happy. Besides, what did it matter when he didn’t know if he was ever going to see Bodhi again?

~*~

So, it was with no little pleasure that Galen found his dinner being interrupted about a month after he first met Bodhi by a tray being set down with an audible thump on the table. Galen had looked up in surprise – very few people voluntarily sat with Galen – only to find his lips twisting into a small smile as he recognised the intruder. There, in the flesh and not merely a figment of his imagination, was Bodhi.

“I think I managed to pick the wrong droid; this looks like bantha crap. Sorry, you don’t mind me joining you, do you? You look as though you’re probably important … am I even allowed to sit with you?”

“I suppose I am important but there are no rules as to who I am and am not permitted to sit with, at least not as far as I’m aware. Most people simply choose not to socialise with me.”

“Their loss.” Bodhi sat down and forked up a mouthful of food. “Ugh, this tastes like bantha crap as well. Still, I suppose it’s better than the ration bars we get given.”

Galen remained silent as Bodhi nattered away for a bit, absentmindedly taking a few bites of his dinner and privately agreeing with Bodhi; it did taste like bantha crap.

“I’m sorry; you didn’t come here to have me talk at you. I’ll shut up now.”

“I don’t mind. As I said, most people tend to avoid me.”

“I can’t understand that. I mean, you’re nice and good-looking and, um, what is it that you do?”

“I’m a scientist.” Galen’s words were hesitant, loathe to say too much about what he did lest he scare Bodhi off, but also because he was somewhat dumbfounded that Bodhi thought he was attractive. Even so, not wanting to scare Bodhi off – not when he was the first friendly contact that Galen had had since he arrived on Eadu – even if he should probably be honest about why he was on Eadu, Galen changed the subject. “I never expected to see you back here; we don’t usually see cargo pilots more than once. Not that it’s not good to see you again.”

“Yeah, well, this isn’t the most hospitable of planets; there aren’t many of us that will fly through the storms, even less of us that can do it and can keep ship and cargo in one piece. With them wanting so many regular shipments here from Jedha, those of us that can do it get a regular run. I’m from Jedha and my family still lives there so I was a logical choice; a regular gig seemed like a good idea so I can send money back home. Besides, regular trips mean that I get to see this rather charming, hot scientist so that’s a bonus.”

Feeling the heat rise in his cheeks at Bodhi’s flirting – he thought it was flirting but it had been a long time – Galen forced himself to look at Bodhi, seeing his eyes darting all over nervously as well as a blush that matched Galen’s.

“I rather think that I get the better end of the deal if every shipment from Jedha is delivered by this rather dashing pilot that I’ve recently become acquainted with.”

The two of them, still blushing, managed to make eye contact and Galen couldn’t help but be amazed that, on Eadu of all places and amid the sheer awfulness of what he was being forced to build, something pure and beautiful like this – whatever this was between himself and Bodhi – could be born.

~*~

Unfortunately, pure and beautiful as it may be, what existed between Galen and Bodhi had no place in the Empire. Galen had learnt his lesson from before; if anybody knew about it – if Krennic knew about it – then it would be crushed underfoot until it was completely and utterly destroyed. And that was only after Krennic had used that knowledge to manipulate and force Galen into doing anything Krennic wanted from him. Thus, everything was kept hidden; stolen moments in the cargo hanger, snatched nights together in Galen’s quarters and Galen hated it. Their first night together had ended up with Bodhi hiding in the fresher when Krennic had decided to pay a surprise visit to Galen’s rooms in the early hours of the morning to discuss some bureaucratic piece of nonsense. The two of them had laughed like boys afterwards but it had hardly been the mood that Galen had been aiming for. He hated that what he had with Bodhi felt like a dirty secret because he was far from that and, having been lucky enough to find love a second time, Galen wanted to shout it to the world.

Oh, the illicit nature of it had been almost appealing at the beginning; it had added a frisson of excitement to everything. They had kissed for the first time some three weeks after the first meal that they had shared together. It hadn’t been the only meal that they had shared in that time, far from it. Indeed, they had managed to seek each other out whenever Bodhi was planet-side; Bodhi always found Galen in the mess hall and Galen often found himself hovering near the hangers when the ships came in from Jedha, just on the off-chance that Bodhi was the pilot.

Then again, Bodhi didn’t need to be on-planet for him to be on Galen’s mind. No, in fact Bodhi was on Galen’s mind permanently, proving to be such a thorough distraction that in the last few days Krennic had been heard to complain about the way that productivity on the Death Star had slowed. Not that Galen had paid him the blindest bit of notice; he’d been too far gone in his fantasies of what it would be like to finally kiss Bodhi. What those lips would feel like under his, how Bodhi would feel in his arms, the noises that he would make as Galen kissed him; all of it far more pleasant than listening to Krennic droning on about how the project wasn’t advancing as quickly as desired.

In the end, when Galen finally did kiss Bodhi, it was an impulsive gesture, Galen acting purely on instinct.

***FLASHBACK***

Beset with storms at the best of times, Eadu wasn’t the most welcoming of planets but the storms that had besieged them for the last week had been the worst that Galen had ever seen since he arrived on Eadu. One ship had attempted to land three days ago but the pilot – whoever they were – had seriously underestimated the heavy natural cloud cover of the planet and lost control of the ship, careening into one of the many rock formations that made up the planet’s surface before ending up smashed to smithereens at the bottom of one of Eadu’s many canyons. In response, all of the rest of the cargo pilots had refused to even attempt to breach Eadu’s atmosphere, instead orbiting the planet as they waited for the storms to recede to their usual levels, which led to a complete disruption in the supply of kyber crystals actually making it to the facility which in turn led to Krennic being on the warpath and thus even more unbearable than usual.

The storms had continued without abating for another three days when they received notification that there was one cargo pilot making the run from Jedha who was willing to brave the storms and attempt to land. Galen didn’t need a name – not that one would be given, just a number – to know that there was only one pilot crazy enough to attempt such a feat; Bodhi. Cursing internally that, yet again, he’d managed to find someone with an impetuous nature and very little sense of self-preservation, Galen had resolved to find somewhere he could watch what was happening; he needed to know precisely what Bodhi was doing.

Standing unobtrusively in a corner of the control centre, all but holding his breath as he listened to the ground crew doing their best to guide Bodhi although with the storm and the way that Bodhi’s voice kept breaking up, Galen wasn’t entirely certain how much help they were being. As he watched Bodhi’s slow but so far steady progress, Galen found himself praying to the Force that Lyra had always sworn by, begging it to protect Bodhi and help him land safely. Wincing slightly as his nails dug into the flesh of his palm he was clenching his fists that hard, Galen finally allowed himself to admit the truth; he was well on the way to falling head over heels in love with Bodhi Rook and, in all honesty, had been from their very first meeting.

Bodhi’s descent to the surface of Eadu was excruciatingly slow and there had been one agonising moment when a particularly strong gust of wind had blown Bodhi off-course and perilously close to a rock formation similar to that which had wiped out the other pilot just days earlier. But, either Bodhi was a superior pilot or the Force was watching out for him (or even both) because he was final coming in to land and Galen could breathe once again. He tried to stay out of the way as he made his way down to the hangar bay, watching from a shadowy corner as the shipment of kyber was unloaded and Krennic deigned to speak to a lowly cargo pilot, congratulating Bodhi on his tenacity and completing his job. Galen started to run out of patience as Krennic continued talking and, unseen, Galen rolled his eyes; Krennic always had liked the sound of his own voice a little too much. Then finally, finally, it was just Bodhi and Galen left in the hangar.

Galen indulged himself for several minutes, drinking in the sight of Bodhi in front of him; a sight for sore eyes indeed, at least those that belonged to worried scientists. Bodhi looked drained, proof of just how much his feat of skill had taken out of him, and Galen couldn’t watch in silence any longer. With one more quick glance around to ensure that they were still alone, Galen stepped out of the shadows and called out softly.

Re: FILL: Come Home To Me 1b/2

[vix_spes]

“Bodhi.”

The pilot started at hearing his name, squinting slightly as he looked around the hanger before relief crossed his face as he saw Galen standing half-hidden in the shadows. He headed for Galen at a half run and as soon as Bodhi was within arm’s length, Galen reached out and pulled Bodhi into a tight embrace, feeling Bodhi’s arms wrap around him just as tightly. Dropping his head slightly, Galen buried his nose in Bodhi’s hair and allowed himself to indulge in the feel and scent of Bodhi in his arms.

Pulling back slightly, Galen brought one of his hands up to brush over one defined cheekbone before moving it lower so that it was just resting on Bodhi's lower lip. The light may have been dim given that they were hidden in the shadows but they were stood close enough together that Galen could see the way that Bodhi's pupils dilated and he knew that Bodhi wanted this as much as he did. Even so, Galen's movements were tentative as he leant in and kissed Bodhi for the first time. It was nothing more than a few seconds of simply pressing their lips together, as though some part of Galen was still afraid of rejection. Breaking contact, Galen tilted his head back to try and gauge Bodhi's reaction only to see that Bodhi's eyes were still closed and his lips slightly parted, making for a rather irresistible picture. Galen had absolutely no intention of even trying to resist. Moving back in, he pressed his lips to Bodhi's once more, exerting more pressure now that he was confident he wasn't going to be rebuffed.

This time, Bodhi all but melted into Galen and Galen couldn't hold back the groan of pleasure that escaped him at Bodhi's response. He wrapped his free arm around Bodhi's trim waist, pulling him closer so that they were flush together from chest to hips, moaning again as Bodhi's mouth opened under his and arms twined themselves around his neck, almost as though Bodhi was trying to crawl into his skin.

Not that Galen had any complaints. Now that he finally had Bodhi in his arms, he didn't want to let him go although, what remained of rational thought reminded him that they should not linger here overlong lest they be found. But then Bodhi shifted closer with a sound that could almost be described as a whimper and rational thought was beyond Galen's capabilities.

Using his hand on Bodhi's cheek, Galen tilted his head to the perfect angle for him to swipe his tongue across the seam of Bodhi's lips, delving inside when Bodhi opened them with alacrity. The taste and feel of Bodhi was delectable, better than any of Galen's fantasies and he didn't want to stop but, all too soon, breathing became a necessity and they were forced to part.

"Please tell me this wasn't just a one time thing?"

Bodhi was flushed and panting for breath and Galen was just as affected. He brushed one more kiss over swollen lips before speaking. "Definitely not. More of a 'for as long as you want me' thing."

"Galen, I've been waiting for you to kiss me since you dropped your tray in the mess hall; how does forever sound?"

Galen smiled somewhat sadly. He wasn't so sure that he believed in forevers anymore - the past had shown him that - but there was no denying that he liked the idea.

"Perfect."

Maybe, if they were lucky, they'd get it.

***END FLASHBACK***

If Galen had found that first time stressful, it was nothing compared to how he was currently feeling.

It hadn’t taken long for Galen to memorise Bodhi’s flight schedule, knowing exactly when he would leave Jedha and when he was due to land on Eadu. It helped that Bodhi was always on time; he was never late. Ever. Even when he had had to fly through storms so fierce that none of the other cargo pilots dare attempt it, Bodhi had been on time. It was for that exact reason that Galen was now worried because Bodhi – who was always on time – should have docked on Eadu precisely one day ago and he had failed to arrive. Not only that but all attempts to raise contact with him since his supposed arrival, despite numerous efforts from the ground crews, had failed.

He had left Jedha on time, that much Galen knew because Bodhi had managed to get his hands on a pair of communicators for the two of them to use while Bodhi was working, pressing one of them on Galen muttering something about smugglers and telling him not to ask too many questions. They hadn’t been able to speak since Bodhi had gone into hyper-space so Galen had no idea where he could be or what had happened to him.

Worse still, Galen couldn’t openly show his fear, could tell no-one that he feared for Bodhi’s life. The only thing that he could do was disguise his fear as annoyance that the shipment of kyber crystals had been delayed. This was the final push that he needed to take a step that he’d been considering for a long time; leaving all of this behind and attempting to make it to either the Rebel Alliance or Saw Gerrera and his Partisans.

He’d been thinking about it for a long time, long before he had met Bodhi, and knew that his knowledge of the Death Star and the fault that he had built into it would make him useful even if he was despised for being an Imperial collaborator. The biggest difficulty that Galen could foresee was getting off Eadu itself and even after that it would hardly be plain sailing but the risks would be more than worth it and he was sure that Bodhi would agree with him. Galen wasn’t convinced that they would be successful, that Krennic would ever let him leave Eadu alive, but he was happy to try – he needed to try - for Bodhi and for the chance of a life together.

All he needed was for Bodhi to make it back to him so that they had the possibility of a life together in freedom. A life where they didn’t have to hide anymore.