Poe was calm, waiting for an explanation. It made sense, in a way he didn’t like. They would change growing up, in different places, around different people. Poe would change, after his mother’s death. Ben would be different, once his training would be completed.
Maybe they wouldn’t be friends anymore, despite what they had promised. Maybe that was what growing up meant, how life went.
As it seemed, he wasn’t even alone in his own head, clearly hearing Ben’s voice. He gave his hand a squeeze as it wrapped around his.
Poe wanted to tell him he felt the same, he didn’t want to lose him and that he was afraid that they were already at it, but part of him figured Ben knew this as well.
He smiled at the memory, but even though he was older, and probably more experience, he didn’t realize what Ben was trying to do until their noses touched. Eyes wide, he tried to let it happen, but nothing did happen, and so he just stared for a moment, as Ben looked embarrassed.
“You.. want to kiss me?” he asked, after a long, awkward moment and smiled, understandingly. “Just ask me so, silly.” It wasn’t even a big deal, at least not to Poe. In a way, it felt actually pretty natural to reach over and lock lips, like that one thing that was missing, that added up to their general confusion, like this was exactly the way he and Ben were destined to go to, together. It felt right, and if it explained his friends weird behavior, even better.
Kissing Ben was - it felt weird, yeah, they obviously both lacked in experience, and were you really supposed to just press lips together and then - wait? Poe tried angling his head, bumping their lips together again, but in a nice way, and smiling while doing so.
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