#happy polyamory

[averagebeatlesenthusiast]

when the friend group so tight knit the only option is polyamory

[misskatieleigh]

If you don't want to do more prompt fills its chill but I was thinking maybe Bodhi/Jyn or Bodhi/Cassian for #2 on the kiss prompts? I just want Bodhi to be kissed a million times.

2. A kiss even though “we’re just friends” (a “platonic” kiss that is anything but).

It’s New Years Eve.

It’s New Years Eve and Bodhi is (once again), alone. It shouldn’t bother him so much, he has good friends, an apartment, a job… What more could a guy ask for? 

Bodhi smiles at Cassian and Jyn, dancing like idiots to some 80s song that he’s going to have stuck in his brain for the next three days. Jyn waves at him to come join them, the bracelets around her wrist sliding up to her elbow. Cassian grabs her hand and spins her until she laughs, loud enough to be heard over the music. 

Bodhi’s heart clenches in his chest. Shaking his head ‘no’, he heads over to the kitchen of whoever’s apartment they’ve ended up in to refill his beer. Shut away from the noise of the party, Bodhi leans against the counter and closes his eyes. 

They’re his friends. That’s enough. 

The door to the kitchen swings open, the peaceful moment lost to the sounds of someone digging through the fridge. Bodhi glances at his watch. 11:55. Five more minutes and he can start pushing Cassian and Jyn toward the door. If they’re lucky, they’ll be able to catch a cab before people start leaving the bars. He pushes away from the counter with a sigh, grabbing his cup and steeling himself for more classic 80s hits. 

****

10…9…

Bodhi slips out of the crowd of people, making a beeline for the wall. The last thing he wants is some drunk person grabbing him for a kiss when the ball drops. He may be lonely, but an anonymous kiss won’t solve that problem. He’s almost free when a hand winds around his wrist, stopping him in his tracks. 

“Listen, I’m flattered, but no thanks.”

Then he turns and finds Cassian looking at him, eyebrows drawn together. He looks a little confused, adorably flustered in face, if Bodhi’s subconscience has anything to say about it. He politely tells his subconscience to shut it. Then Jyn’s bouncing into him, pushing them all into the corner of the room. 

“We found you!”, she crows, a grin plastered across her face.

Bodhi winces, his mouth twisting into a pained smile. 

“You found me. Ready to go?” 

Cassian takes a step closer. 

“No, it isn’t midnight yet.”

“We have to have a kiss,” Jyn whispers, her face suddenly too close. 

“Well don’t let me get in your way. Have your kiss and then we’ll get out of here, alright?”

Except then Cassian’s somehow crowding even closer, his hand at Bodhi’s waist.

“No, we..” He swallows and his eyes slip closed, Jyn’s hand slipping up to touch Bodhi’s face. She finishes the sentence for him, voice tipping up at the end to make it a question. “We want to kiss you?”

Bodhi can’t breath. They’re drunk. They’re drunk and this means nothing, just a kiss between friends on New Year’s Eve. But he’s the king of poor decisions, so he looks between his two friends and nods, preparing for a quick buss of lips across his mouth. Instead, Cassian grips his waist and leans in, his parted lips pressing against Bodhi’s mouth, the tip of his tongue slipping out to just barely graze against the seam of Bodhi’s lips before pulling away. 

Bodhi’s breath catches in his throat, barely a moment passing before Jyn’s hands are tipping his face down to hers, her teeth catching against his bottom lip before she takes it between hers, sucking on it softly and then pulling away. Cassian’s eyes are blown wide and he’s breathing like he’s run a marathon. 

Bodhi feels the same way, barely cognizant of the cheers of the other party goers celebrating the new year. 

He drops his head back against the wall with a dull thud. 

“What…what is happening?”

Jyn touches his throat, her small hands tracing down his neck to the hollow of his collarbone.

“We’re trying to take you home with us.”

Bodhi swallows.

“Just for tonight?”

Cassian’s voice is a rumble that he feels down to his toes.

“As long as you’ll have us, actually.”

Bodhi looks up, into the eyes of his two best friends, finding only sincerity there. 

Happy New Year indeed.

[reygan-kiwi]

i fuckin love the type of polyamory i am i mean i just

i have a friend i talk to maybe once a week an all we do is cuddle and smooch

theres another friend i have who is literally my best friend and we just cuddle all the time and tell each other we love each other

theres another friend who literally calls me princess and i talk to her v little but shes amazing and we both acknowledge we love each other

theres my other best friend whom i refer to affectionately as my bonnie lad and we do cute things like smooch and cuddle and be dorks mostly

and then theres a friend i havent hung out in like a month but when we do hang out we fucking cuddle nonstop and he falls asleep on my lap and its amazing

i love being poly i am showered in love all the time and im so happy i can give it back