[ closed/open ] Highway to the danger zone

[volitaunt]

who: Poe + CR + ALSO YOU, MAYBE??
what: Catch-all with closed and open prompts
when: April/May
where: ALL AROUND LE TOWN, more prompts to come i'm sure
warnings: Poe attempting to babysit ten thousand tiny Star Warses and then self-destructing when he doesn't have that distraction any more???

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[volitaunt]

[ He presses his face against Finn's shoulder. Familiar rough leather, familiar rough smell. He can hear BB-8 making encouraging noises, agreeing with Finn, and feels the pressure of the droid rolling over to lean against his leg.

For a few seconds more, Poe just lets Finn hug him. For just a few seconds more. ]

No.

[ He doesn't do that. He doesn't give up.

(That's why the bars, the fights, the endless rounds he can't win. It's easier to have someone beat him into oblivion than to do it to himself alone. )

He slowly lets go. Exhales, lifts his head away from Finn's shoulder. He doesn't know what to do now. He's tired. Exhausted. He just looks down at BB-8, because it's easier than trying to look Finn in the eyes after all this. ]

[bythehand]

[ He can take his time with it. That probably goes without saying, of course.

It's a start. As long as Poe knows he's here regardless, it's a start. ]

Want some waffles? I know a place. If you don't wanna go back yet.

[volitaunt]

[ Poe stares at him for a moment, uncomprehending, trying to sort "want some waffles" into the context of this conversation.

His lips twitch into a smile. ]

Yeah. Okay.