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(I'm going to start posting the new sections as replies on the same post so they don't keep getting smaller--unless anyone knows a better way? There's a lot more to go! Much much angst but then much much cuddles.)

He went down to the mess hall at the end of the day, still off-kilter. Poe, BB-8, and R2-D2 had spent the last few hours improvising better ways for the droids to get up and down stairs, which had been hilarious but ultimately unproductive.

He grabbed a bowl of kava chips off the line and stuck some fruit in his pockets to eat later, then made his way to the table where Snap was sitting. The pilots didn’t lay claim to any specific table, but wherever one of them settled down, the rest were sure to congregate there.

The back of his neck prickled, and his fingers tightened, ready to trigger weapons with the joysticks he wasn’t holding.

People were glaring at him.

BB-8 had stayed with R2, but Poe wished BB-8 was here now to watch his back. He’d grown accustomed to having back-up in his fights.

“Snap,” he said, settling down and leaning in towards the other man, “What’s going on?”

“You know I don’t like to interfere in your personal life—”

“Oh, Bantha fodder. You meddle more than my grandmother ever did.”

Snap sighed, then pointed across the room with his fork. “The puppies, Poe. You made the puppies sad. Why did you make the puppies sad, Poe?”

Finn and Rey were sitting together in a booth along the wall, both slouching and unhappy, the food on their trays untouched. Poe had never seen either of them ignore food before.

His observations were interrupted when Jess slammed her tray onto the table next to Poe. “Look what you did to the babies!”

Poe, feeling ambushed, reminded himself that this was not a fight. “Pava, for the last time: they are not babies! Or puppies,” he said, turning to Snap. “They are adults. Humans who have reached the age of maturity. I didn’t take advantage of them, all I did was sleep with them. If they’re sad, it’s not because of me.”

Jess was unconvinced, but somewhat mollified, and started stealing Poe’s kava chips. Snap, looking unusually thoughtful, said, “I can’t remember the last time you had a dissatisfied customer.”

Poe had slept with Snap at the Academy, back when his goal was to never spend a night in his bunk alone. After they defected together, the love between them changed to something battle-honed and steady; they were brothers in arms, not in bed.

Jess had never--never--expressed any interest in Poe as anything other than a friend. He respected that, appreciated it even, but he didn’t know what to do about it. Even though he knew it was pointless, he couldn’t stop feeling a bit on edge around her, trying to figure out when she’d change her mind and take him up on his offer (his offer: unspoken, obvious, unconditional).

“So what happened?” Snap asked.

“Nothing!” Poe took a deep breath to stop himself from yelling. Poe felt shitty enough about what happened because of how it had made him feel, and Snap and Jess taking Finn and Rey’s side in a fight that Poe hadn’t started—

It hurt.

“All I did was sleep with them. Which they asked for. So whatever’s making them upset? It’s not me.”

“I think they wanted more than that,” Jess said. “I think they want you with their hearts and their sex organs.”

Snap looked confused. “You mean, like…?”

“A relationship,” Jess said, sounding it out slowly for them.

Poe couldn’t help the burst of laughter that came out of him. Did Pava really believe that? Is that what she’d been trying to tell him in the locker room?

A few heads turned their way at the sound of his laughter (and not all of them looked angry, not all of them had chosen Rey and Finn's side). Unfortunately, Rey and Finn looked over too.

He smiled at Jess. “You know I’m not a relationship kind of guy. They know I’m not a relationship kind of guy. Where are you getting your intel, Pava? Because it’s shit.”

“Why, though?” Jess asked. “I don’t think I’ve ever even seen you in a real relationship since we met.”

He didn’t know how to explain it in a way that they’d understand. He almost wanted to argue, say that he and Lew Bonn had been together off-and-on for years. But that relationship had been very much about the sex organs, and very little about heart, and also he’d never actually told Pava or Snap about Bonn for reasons he refused to think about.

The reasons Poe wasn’t in a relationship were endless and obvious (to him, at least), and he didn’t want to drag out all of his dirty laundry in front of Snap and Jess, his best and oldest friends. They had literally flown through fire together. (Some selfish, animal part of him still wished that ‘Poe the pilot’ and ‘Commander Poe "Hot" Dameron’ could be completely different people. He wanted Snap and Jess to only know the best parts of him.)

“I know what I’m best at: flying and fucking. Finn and Rey don’t need me to be their pilot anymore, so they came to me for a good fuck. And if they’re—if they’re confused about that somehow—I’ll sort them out.” He dumped his few remaining kava chips onto Jess’s plate before walking across the room. “The two of you are worse than mother mynocks.”

GOD, anon, I'm so - I'm - I'm - AUGH!!!! On the one hand, my heart needs Poe to get some hugs now, and on the other hand, I'm delighted that you say the hurt's gonna continue awhile yet, because it's soooooo good. Everything here gets us so perfectly (and so painfully) into Poe's mindset: his offer to Jess obvious and unspoken and unconditional (I literally gasped aloud when I read that, and woke up my dog), his conception that he and Bonn were "together off-and-on" as though that kind of abuse were a relationship (together with his having internalized that sort of coercive corrosive shame), I... Yeah okay I'm super sorry about rambling incoherently, I just love this story!!!

Yay an update! Also, wow, way to gut me with the whole not wanting to be alone at the Academy thing (am I right in reading that as "if Poe was with someone else then Lew Bonn couldn't get to him?") and the not believing that anyone might like him for him and not just for sex. This continues to be great!

Poe, you poor misguided soul, your twisted self-perception is angsty ambrosia! I'll be honest here: I'm an evil trash-lover and I delight in your confusion and pain!

Dear Author! Anon,
You are evil. Making me laugh with the droids vs stairs opening paragraph and then a swift return to all the hurt. But I'm obviously a masochist because I love it. Poor Poe, he doesn't quite realise how broken he is.. And much he needs/deserves the love of Finn and Rey

awwwww, poe, man. this one hurt. like, yeah every update you've posted has hurt (hurt so good am i right), but his thoughts about jess, like, omg this poor boo who doesn't understand that jess is just his friend & his worth to her isn't tied to sex?? THIS POOR BOO.

ANYWAY still loving it SO MUCH still keeping this tab open til the end of time, no matter how long goes between updates (which, seriously, this isn't a bad wait so pls don't fret about that). thank you for sharing this story and for keeping it going <3

Welp, I feel sorry for all them right now... Also, I want more!

oh god

OH GOD

THIS IS THE HIGH-QUALITY PAIN I AM HERE FOR

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Just want you to know I still adore this story SO MUCH, anon!

Same!!! Hope there's an update soon. I'll keep checking back.

I just... I hope there is more to this story. I need more. Please, author. An update? This is just soooo damn good and sad and sweet and heartbreaking. <3

DA - Me too. I came back to reread it (today's my day off), and I'm more in love than ever.

I'm so in love with this fill, the little hints at just how much Poe has gone through are so well placed, and everybody's characterized so well.

If this fill is dead I'm going to cry. :(

Hope there's an update soon.

It's not dead! I'm sorry for the delay, I've been sick. I'm really glad to hear that you're enjoying the story though! Thank you for your feedback.

:( It's April. Are you still working on this?

So sorry for the delay, I've been sick. :( I hope you like the new part, sorry it's so slow in coming.

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