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ladyofleithianTitle: Birthday Wishes
Summary: Coming up with a birthday list leads to interesting developments.
Prompt: Question/Request
“So your birthday’s coming up.”
Poe bit his lip even thinking about it. It was the first one he’d had away from the biker gang known as the Spice Runners. It was still strange coming to grips with the fact that he was really, honestly back. True, he’d had to be held back a bit in order to catch up with the school he’d missed, but he’d graduated from Yavin High at the age of eighteen, and he and Ben were in college now.
The fact that Poe’s nineteenth birthday was coming up was a Pretty Fucking Big Deal. After coming out of that gang...he could remember spending his seventeenth birthday with Zorii. Zorii, who’d been put in foster care afterwards. How was she?
Poe couldn’t help but wonder about that.
“Yeah,” Poe said. “My birthday.” He sighed. “Can’t think of anything yet. Not really.”
“You can’t think of anything?”
Poe shook his head. There were times when he wondered why, exactly, Ben was willing to do so much for him.
Especially when he didn’t have much to give.
“I’ll think of something,” he assured Ben. “Really.” It was enough to placate Ben, at least. Ah, Ben. Sweet, wonderful Ben, willing to do so much for him even after Poe had let him down...
***
His bed was a good place to start. Even as Poe lay in bed, he wrote things down. Started writing them down, at least. To begin with, he wanted a dog. Maybe he could name the dog BB? What would it be short for? Okay, he thought, he was getting ahead of himself here, he really was. A dog was a good start, at least.
Ben kept popping up in Poe’s mind as Poe made his list. Ben and his smile, Ben and his eyes, Ben and his large hands that made Poe feel bizarrely safe. Ben and his close proximity that also made Poe feel safe. Overwhelmingly so.
No, he couldn’t ask for Ben to love him for his birthday. He couldn’t. That would be entitled, wouldn’t it? That would just be creepy, for that matter. He couldn’t force Ben to love him. Even if he thought the world of Ben, and Ben clearly thought the world of him in turn.
He loved Ben. And at the bottom of the list, he left a note to himself, reminding himself to tell Ben that he loved him. Ben didn’t have to accept. Poe just needed to tell him, at least.
***
Telling Ben was awkward. But the look on Ben’s face...dear God, it was more than worth it, actually. The way Ben’s face just brightened with joy, the way his eyes lit up, the way he smiled...
“Ben,” Poe whispered. “You...do you love me too?”
“More than anything,” Ben said. “Happy early birthday, Poe.”
Their lips touched in that moment, and Poe could say that it worked as a birthday present.
Summary: Coming up with a birthday list leads to interesting developments.
Prompt: Question/Request
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
“So your birthday’s coming up.”
Poe bit his lip even thinking about it. It was the first one he’d had away from the biker gang known as the Spice Runners. It was still strange coming to grips with the fact that he was really, honestly back. True, he’d had to be held back a bit in order to catch up with the school he’d missed, but he’d graduated from Yavin High at the age of eighteen, and he and Ben were in college now.
The fact that Poe’s nineteenth birthday was coming up was a Pretty Fucking Big Deal. After coming out of that gang...he could remember spending his seventeenth birthday with Zorii. Zorii, who’d been put in foster care afterwards. How was she?
Poe couldn’t help but wonder about that.
“Yeah,” Poe said. “My birthday.” He sighed. “Can’t think of anything yet. Not really.”
“You can’t think of anything?”
Poe shook his head. There were times when he wondered why, exactly, Ben was willing to do so much for him.
Especially when he didn’t have much to give.
“I’ll think of something,” he assured Ben. “Really.” It was enough to placate Ben, at least. Ah, Ben. Sweet, wonderful Ben, willing to do so much for him even after Poe had let him down...
***
His bed was a good place to start. Even as Poe lay in bed, he wrote things down. Started writing them down, at least. To begin with, he wanted a dog. Maybe he could name the dog BB? What would it be short for? Okay, he thought, he was getting ahead of himself here, he really was. A dog was a good start, at least.
Ben kept popping up in Poe’s mind as Poe made his list. Ben and his smile, Ben and his eyes, Ben and his large hands that made Poe feel bizarrely safe. Ben and his close proximity that also made Poe feel safe. Overwhelmingly so.
No, he couldn’t ask for Ben to love him for his birthday. He couldn’t. That would be entitled, wouldn’t it? That would just be creepy, for that matter. He couldn’t force Ben to love him. Even if he thought the world of Ben, and Ben clearly thought the world of him in turn.
He loved Ben. And at the bottom of the list, he left a note to himself, reminding himself to tell Ben that he loved him. Ben didn’t have to accept. Poe just needed to tell him, at least.
***
Telling Ben was awkward. But the look on Ben’s face...dear God, it was more than worth it, actually. The way Ben’s face just brightened with joy, the way his eyes lit up, the way he smiled...
“Ben,” Poe whispered. “You...do you love me too?”
“More than anything,” Ben said. “Happy early birthday, Poe.”
Their lips touched in that moment, and Poe could say that it worked as a birthday present.
