Bodhi presses a kiss to the bridge of Cassian's nose. "Not that kind of dangerous. Erm. Well, yes, that kind, but I'm not worried there. Jyn and I can handle it, and if this keeps up, we can...call your dad?" He squeezes at the back of Cassian's neck, working his thumb in beside the stiff tendon. "I asked Creepy Space You about any triggers, because of the kids. I think he understood."
Some of the assurance he'd felt after that strange (and awkward, can't ever forget the awkwardness of spooning some other man in his husband's body. That's going to be one of those intrusive thoughts that keeps him awake at night several decades from now) conversation the other night fades away. Cassian's squeeze is just shy of bruising, and the things he chooses to share about that other reality are chilling. "Oh. I--other me--he's young, though. There was a time you were intimidating to me, too."
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Date: 2019-10-08 04:36 am (UTC)Some of the assurance he'd felt after that strange (and awkward, can't ever forget the awkwardness of spooning some other man in his husband's body. That's going to be one of those intrusive thoughts that keeps him awake at night several decades from now) conversation the other night fades away. Cassian's squeeze is just shy of bruising, and the things he chooses to share about that other reality are chilling. "Oh. I--other me--he's young, though. There was a time you were intimidating to me, too."