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Bring 'em on.

. Phasma/Leia (which has been dubbed Orgasma already by geniuses)
. Han/Hux (Solux?)
. Lando/Poe (~~Poland~~ ~~Landpo~~ idek)
. Unrequited Ben/Wedge crush (I can't name smoosh I give up)
. Rey/Snap
. Finn/Snap
. Anyone with Snap really b/c why not?
. Luke/Lor San Tekka (the Church of the Force man with the map)

I was actually thinking about Rey/Snap the other day for some reason... You may have finally given me a reason to write it!

Really? :D Whoo!

Another person with a Rey/Snap idea. Glad there's a few of us!

Go for it! :D I'm perfectly happy with mini fills and drabbles, and I'm sure other readers would be interested, too.

AYRT

uhh write yours please! :D

OP forgot the inspiration for the prompt: Bala-Tik/Tasu Leech. One or both double-commissioned (fenced?) Han and Chewie on purpose.

Oh god, I started writing Han/Hux a couple of weeks ago (thanks in part to a strange and inexplicable choice by my phone's autocorrect). Now I just might have a reason to finish it.

YES. Even autocorrect approves. XD

This is brilliant. I just wrote a fic with undertones of Luke/Lor San Tekka but didn't really take it all the way otherwise I'd link, I hope someone fills some of these as they're brilliant, I hadn't even thought of some of these pairings before but they all could work really well.

NA: One of these I thought of a while ago and definitely want to write. Hopefully I'll finish drafting another exchange fic today so I have more time to write something shippy for this (I've done some gen stuff along the same lines but there should be more!)

Yay, cool! :D I'm so happy people are interested in rare pairs. I love exploring character interactions/relationships that are kinda out there, haha. It's a fun challenge.

(Now I might have to write a self fill... after I finish a couple of WIPs. XD)

Honestly, I thought I'd see more of it by now. Kylo knew who he was, and no one really jumped on that connection, either. And thanks! :D

I may add to this but I see it's been prompted again ~~and I just really wanted to get there first okay I have feelings about these two~~

---

"We're in a war," Lando says, "you know?"

Leia--oh, right, it's General Organa to him now--stares him down and responds with a frozen "I believe I was informed."

"What he's saying is," Poe rushes on, fingers twitching in Lando's grip, "I'm a little young for him but I'm old enough to make my own decisions and, unfortunately, we could all be dead any minute, so, you know. No time like the present."

"Calrissian," Leia sighs, "of all the things people have tried to justify by the provocations of their enemies, falling in love has got to be one of the most commendable."

Once that sinks in, he blushes. "Just trying to assure you my intentions are honorable."

Then she rolls her eyes. "Dameron, the man's a born scoundrel. When he tries too hard to sound honorable, that's when you run." BB-8 gives what Lando thinks is a wolf-whistle of appreciation, although he's never really sure what the droid is beeping about at any given time. That this hasn't completely ruled him out from Poe's love he treats as a new miracle every day.

"And thank you," Leia continues more quietly to Poe, "for finding him."

Well, it hadn't taken much arm-twisting, had it? Cloud City was getting less and less inviting every day, as people fled to sparser surroundings in fear of the First Order. Once he'd learned that no, there wasn't actually any point in waiting around for Han to show up on another attempt to regain some credit for the old days, Poe's tale of a noble but outnumbered force had been compelling enough.

Or maybe it had just been the man's voice.

--

The secret to a healthy relationship, Poe declares confidently, is to be too busy fighting other enemies to fight each other.

"I trust you completely," Lando admits when the General is far out of earshot, "I'm just worried that someday I'd be able to multitask."

At any rate, Poe tries to live up to these ideals by tiring himself out on missions; somehow Lando's been conscripted for top-level work behind the desk and finds himself charting courses for smaller and smaller fleets through emptier voids. When Poe gets back--sometimes by nights, and sometimes by other planets' schedules--Lando is usually able to let himself rest for a while. The other pilots have enough to tease Poe about without adding Lando to the list, but once one of them demands a rendition of The Ballad of Droid LY-05 Poe mock-protests before obliging.

Of course he would fall for someone who knows all the verses to The Ballad of Droid LY-05. In retrospect he should have seen that coming, even in the war.

"You didn't tell me you were that Lando Calrissian!" Poe finally blurts, one day over lunch. BB-8 gives him a look.

"Oh?" Lando asks. "Sorry, which other one did you think I was? Because if the other guy is behind on his debt or something I'm not him."

"Just--that you'd blown up so many spaceships." But he's smiling. It's easier to love a person than a myth; the myth couldn't have loved him back.

"Don't get a complex," Lando mutters. "I know, it isn't fair, but we're fighting for a world where there aren't enough Stormtrooper deathtraps to go around. We can't all get our own. Besides, Luke did it first."

"We all have help, too."

"Tell me about it," says Lando.

Poe takes it literally, and goes on about how great it was that his friends are so heroic (which appears to be measured in bases jerry-rigged for explosion). If Rey (who Lando still hasn't met) and Finn happened to grow closer along the way, well, that was just their due as narratively-blessed protagonists. People like Poe had to watch from far away.

Maybe finding someone else like him had been like coming down to earth after all. Or maybe, in Cloud City, it was still like walking on air.

---

They are in a war, and it sucks. Anything could happen, world-shattering or mundane--he could get shot before he has time to react, or Leia could take the brunt of a disturbance in the Force. Rey could scratch the paint of the Millennium Falcon.

Or something could happen to Poe. They're grown men, taking their own risks, and Lando knows he wouldn't be able to appeal to some other standard of fairness or claim he's entitled to more.

After they kiss one night, he has to settle for "Thank you for bringing me to this understaffed scrap heap." It's not a home on its own; Poe doesn't do magic and transform it into one just by flipping a switch, but maybe it's enough.

"Any time," says Poe.

"Calrissian, of all the things people have tried to justify by the provocations of their enemies, falling in love has got to be one of the most commendable."

"Just trying to assure you my intentions are honorable."

"Dameron, the man's a born scoundrel. When he tries too hard to sound honorable, that's when you run."

This feels like Hamilton dialogue and I love it.

Actually I love this whole fill.

Aah, I'm flattered, thanks so much! :D

I really enjoyed this! :D Their dialogue especially, but also Lando's place in the Resistance. And Leia, of course, haha. Thank you!

Thank you so much and thanks for prompting this wonderful ship! Longer version is up on Ao3 featuring a lot more interactions with other Resistance people. :)

Longer version! :) http://archiveofourown.org/works/5852464

I'm the Rey/Snap anon upthread! I figured I had enough of this that I'd start posting it. I decided rather than writing out and out crack I'd try to make it as plausible as possible. lol.

(minor, possibly one-sided as of now) Rey/Snap, slight Rey/Finn, maybe implied one-sided (or not) Finn/Poe, possible future Rey/Finn/Poe, Jess, Doctor Kalonia

I don't think there are any triggers that need warning for, but if you think I missed something let me know.

Finn lay stretched out on a hard metal slab, still as unconscious as he was when she left him three months ago. Rey lingered in the doorway and watched as Kalonia and her fleet of droid assistants fretted over him, checking his vital signs, fussed with his hospital gown. One droid was at the end of his bed, massaging the soles of his feet.

She was weary and tired—so, so tired—with the grime of her journey and subsequent return deeply embedded in her skin. All Rey wanted to do was peel her skin off and settle down for a long nap. Maybe when she woke, Finn would be awake then. She’d be able to tell him about Master Luke, what it was like training to be a Jedi, all the things they missed out on while she was gone.

Finn didn’t so much as stir.

Rey leaned against the doorframe and closed her eyes against the sudden, unfamiliar urge she had to cry. She hadn’t cried in years. An older lady she used to scavenge with, who’d taken it upon herself to watch out for Rey and was the closest thing to a friend she had before Finn, told her tears were nothing but a waste of water. When Rey’s only friend was later dragged off by slavers, not a single tear traced a path down her cheek. She thought Mashinta would have been proud of her restraint.

Now, she was not so restrained. Rey shook against the doorway as silent sobs rattled in her chest. Her eyes were hot and itchy, and she tasted the saltiness of her tears on her tongue. They were hot and bitter, like the waters of Ahch-To.

“Doctor, I need—oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t see you there,” an unfamiliar voice rumbled just behind Rey’s shoulder.

She jumped and spun around, muscles tightening in anticipation. A man stared back at her, hands raised in surrender. He wore the orange jumpsuit of a fighter pilot, as well as the motor oil and grime. His fingernails were black, and he had streaks of oil on his forehead.

“Who are you?” Rey mumbled, wiping hastily at her burning eyes with her sleeve.

“Temmin Wexley,” the man said. “You can call me Snap, if you want. I actually, uh, need to see Doctor Kalonia.”

“She’s busy,” Rey said, crossing her arms over her chest and tucking her hands in the sleeves of her robe.

Snap looked past Rey’s shoulder into Finn’s room. “I see that… Well, I…” He trailed off. “Are you okay? You’re Rey, right? Luke Skywalker’s—”

“Yes, I am,” she interrupted. This man was testing her patience.

“You’re Poe’s friend,” Snap said.

Rey frowned. “I hardly know him.”

“Oh. He said you were a friend of his,” Snap said, shifting his weight from foot to foot in a nervous dance. He dragged a gloved hand through his beard. “I didn’t mean to assume. Poe usually doesn’t joke around about that stuff. I—”

“Wexley, would you stop flirting and get your ass over here?”

Both Snap and Rey turned toward the sound of the voice. A tiny woman in an orange jumpsuit lugged an unconscious Poe Dameron into the medbay. She hauled Poe upright and flipped a black braid over her shoulder.

“Rey, this is Jess. Jess, Rey,” Snap said, waving a hand in Jess’s general direction. He gave Rey what was probably meant to be a reassuring smile. “That’s why I came for the doctor, actually. I mean, Poe was the reason.”

Doctor Kalonia shoved past the two of them and went to Poe’s side. A row of medidroids followed after and immediately began to fuss over the pilots. “What happened?”

“Got shot down,” Jess panted, as a droid relieved her of Poe’s unconscious form and deposited him onto a hovergurney in a boneless heap. “He hit his head on a tree trunk. Snap managed to save our asses, but Poe’s been out ever since.”

Kalonia put a hand over Poe’s forehead. “Take him to the medbay and set him up there. It’s probably just a concussion, but run a scan anyway,” she instructed the droids.

Rey looked after them as they guided Poe into the medbay and lifted him onto an empty bed.

“He’ll be okay,” Snap told her, touching her shoulder, giving her a gentle squeeze. Rey tried not to flinch at the unexpected contact, but she must have given herself away because Snap yanked his hand back as if she’d burned him. “Sorry. I wasn’t thinking. I should’ve asked. I’m sorry.”

Jess snorted softly behind them.

“It’s fine,” she told him, rubbing her shoulder where he’d touched her. “I’m just… I’m not used to all this.” Rey gestured to Snap and then Jess. “People. The medbay. Any of it.”

“Stick with us, kid. We’ll show you the ropes.” Jess unzipped her flightsuit, shrugged out of the top half, and tied the sleeves around her waist. She held out a hand. “Snap’s intro left a little to be desired, so. I’m Jessika Pava.”

“Rey.” She looked at Jess’s hand, unsure of what to do.

Jess laughed, but it was a kind laugh. “It’s okay. You don’t have to—”

“No, I’m good.” Rey grabbed her hand, firmly, and shook. She turned to Snap and offered her hand to him as well. “I guess we’re doing formal introductions now.”

Snap grinned and wrapped both of his big, warm hands around Rey’s. Jess made a dismissive, scoffing noise that Rey tried not to puzzle over too much.

“Nice to meet you.”

“And you as well,” Rey replied.

-

Poe woke a few hours later, groggy and disoriented, but no worse for the wear. His hair was another story; the last time Rey had seen him, before she went scouring the galaxy for Master Luke, Poe’s hair had been impeccably coiffed. Now, one side of it was flat from where he’d been left to rest on the medbay bed, and it was caked in mud and dried blood.

“Where ’m I,” Poe muttered.

“Medbay,” Rey said from the doorway, where she’d been observing both Poe and Finn.

“Finn. Is he…” Poe trailed off.

“No,” Rey said, sighing. “He’s still unconscious.”

Poe settled back on his bed and stared up at the ceiling. “It’s been three months.” He paused. “When did you get back?”

“Earlier today,” she said, moving into the room and coming to stand by Poe’s bedside. “I met some of your friends. Jessika and Snap?”

“I’m sorry,” Poe rasped, and they both laughed. He lifted a hand, streaked with what Rey assumed was his own blood, and held it up to her.

Rey hardly hesitated before slipping her hand into his and squeezing. “He’ll wake up,” she promised, lowering her head, speaking mostly to their joined hands. “He’ll come back… To us.”

Poe’s fingers tightened around hers, briefly, before sliding out of her grasp. He closed his eyes and Rey left to let him sleep.

TBC

I wasn't sure what to expect before I read this, but I really liked the beginning that you've written. I can't wait to read where this goes!

A!A

Honestly, I'm not really sure what to expect writing this. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

THIS IS HARDER THAN I THOUGHT I DON'T SHIP REY WITH ANYONE BUT FINN

But anyway. There might be one or two more parts. I'm not sure yet.

Snap Wexley had apparently appointed himself Rey’s personal Resistance base tour guide while Poe was currently indisposed. It wasn’t that she minded; in fact, Rey found she rather enjoyed Snap’s company. It was just so very strange to go from one almost-friend to suddenly having a whole fleet of them eager to show her the ropes.

She certainly didn’t mind Snap’s company, or Jess’s. Not at all.

“Poe’s due to be discharged from the medcenter,” Snap told her as they navigated their way through the crowded mess. His hand rested lightly on her back, barely any pressure, guiding her. “Clean bill of health.”

“That’s good,” she said, and Snap hummed in agreement.

Rey didn’t bring up Finn. Talking about Finn just made her eyes itch and chest ache. Talking about Finn just made her want to waste all those tears Mashinta told her to hold onto. The prognosis was still good, he was still expected to recover fully, but it was just taking so much time.

His body is working overtime, Kalonia had told her earlier in the day, when she went buy to visit Poe and Finn. Fighting off infections, working the First Order toxins out of its system, and repairing the damage done. It’s a lot of work, but he’s young, he’s strong. He’ll get through this.

At least Rey had her training with Master Luke to help take her mind off things. And, apparently, she now had Snap.

“If you’d like,” Snap said, “we could take a tour of the gardens later.”

Rey immediately perked, thinking of endless green. Flowers. Tress. Plants. All the things she’d been denied on Jakku. She’d kept desert flowers in a vase, but it just wasn’t the same as seeing vibrant plants sprouting from verdant green earth.

“That would be lovely,” Rey said, smiling at Snap.

He ducked his head and smiled at the tops of his boots.

After lunch, Snap took her to the gardens, which really weren't more than a few plots of freshly turned earth. She could see tiny sprouts shooting up from the dirt, their leaves just beginning to unfurl.

“I was expecting something more… green,” she explained to Snap as she crouched down low and touched one of the curled up leaves.

“They’re just babies. General Organa had the plots installed after Starkiller Base. To give us something to do when we weren’t off flying around and shooting at things, or being shot at,” Snap joked.

Rey turned her face toward the sky and smiled at him. “Do you think the general would let me plant something?”

“I think she’d like that very much,” Snap said, grinning back.

His smile was warm, kind, almost as kind as Finn’s, and his eyes crinkled like Poe’s. He was someone Rey thought she could trust. She could feel the goodness in him, in his center, radiating out like the rays of a sun, as she had when she met Finn and, later, Poe.

Snap extended a hand to her and she wrapped her fingers around his, let him help her to her feet.

“Thank you,” she said, searching his face, his eyes.

“Uh. I—I could put in a request for you, with the general,” he stuttered, taking a step back, letting her hand slip from his. “For a garden plot. If you want.”

Rey let him pull his hand back. “I’d like that very much.”

The smile returned to his broad face, and his cheeks reddened ever so slightly. “Excellent. Good. That’s great.”

“Let’s head back to the medbay, Snap.” Rey offered her elbow to him and he looked down at it, for just a moment’s hesitation, before linking his elbow with hers.

-

“—whatever you’re doing, you need to put an end it.”

Rey paused in the medbay doorway and clutched the flowerpot to her chest. Kalonia had noticed an increase in Finn’s brain activity and told her he was close to waking up. Rey decided to unearth some of the flowers she’d planted to bring him as a ‘welcome home’ gift.

“I don’t know what you’re getting at, but I don’t like it.”

Rey inched forward, grip tightening around the pot. It was Finn’s gift, but she’d use it as a weapon if she had to.

“Of course you know what I’m getting at.” That sounded like—Poe? He seemed so angry, and it left a sickly feeling rolling and tumbling in Rey’s gut.

“I really don’t, man. I’m just trying to be helpful. A good friend.”

“Jess said she saw you with her at the gardens,” Poe said.

Rey felt the bottom drop out from under her feet. Poe was angry at Snap?

“I took her on a tour of the gardens. So what? Jess is always in other people’s business. She—”

“She’s a kid, Snap. Leave her alone,” Poe said.

Rey frowned; they weren't talking about Jess anymore. She stepped into the room and knocked loudly on the doorframe. Both Snap and Poe jerked to attention, looked at her with mortified expressions on their faces. Poe hastily tugged his shirt down over his head and swept a hand through his unruly hair.

“I’m sorry you heard that,” he said, stalking away from where Snap at on the end of his hospital bed.

“Jess is wrong,” Rey said, wrapping her arms around the flowerpot.

“Rey,” Snap begin, getting to his feet.

Rey powered past him, rounding on Poe, who was yanking on his jacket and trying his hardest to ignore her. “I’m not a kid,” she said. “I can make decisions for myself.”

Poe glanced briefly at Snap, over Rey’s shoulder, before returning his eyes to hers. “Of course you can,” he said, offering her a smile. “I just worry about you, that’s all. With Finn laid up, someone’s got to. Right?”

Rey sighed. “I appreciate it, but you don’t have to.”

“Well,” Poe said, stepping closer and giving her arm a squeeze. “I think you’re just going to have to put up with it a little while longer. I’ll leave you to it.”

Rey turned and watched him walk out of the medbay. Snap lingered in the doorway, watching her with worried eyes. Did he think she was angry with him?

“I’m fine,” she reassured him, smiling. “I’m not angry with you.”

“I didn’t think… I mean, that’s great. That’s awesome.” Snap smiled back, but it didn’t quite reach his eyes. “Uh, how much of that did you hear?”

“Just the part where Jess Pava apparently thinks two friends taking a stroll in the gardens is something to be suspicious of,” Rey quipped, drawing an almost reluctant laugh out of Snap.

Snap swept a hand through his hair and down over his face, into his bushy beard. “I’ll tell her to lay off, if you want.”

“It’s okay.” Rey approached him and reached out, laying a hand on his arm. “Let her talk. It doesn’t bother me. Unless it bothers you.”

Snap looked down at her hand on his arm. “Nah. It doesn’t.”

“Then we’re good.” Rey moved around him for Finn’s room.

Poe was sitting beside his bed, that old, beaten-down jacket of Finn’s resting across his lap. Rey slipped into the room, set the flowerpot on the little table next to Finn’s bedside, and slipped away just as quietly.

TBC (probably)

I'm just kind of winging it here, I guess. There's more of an emphasis on friendship here than anything truly relationshippy but that might change.

idk what I'm gonna do when Finn wakes up though. :D: Probably a lot of handholding.

Rey took Snap to her little garden a few days later, to show him some of the flowers she’d planted. They were already beginning to shoot up from the freshly turned earth, little pale pink buds and green leaves emerging from the dirt.

“Very impressive,” Snap said, nodding in approval. “Got a green thumb, do you?”

Rey held up her hand and wriggled her thumb in his face. “I don’t know about that, looks kind of plain and pale to me.”

Snap laughed and reached up, tugging her hand down. He kept his fingers around her thumb, grip loose and gentle. “It was a figure of—”

“Speech. I know. We had some of that on that dustball,” she said, offering him a smile so that he knew she didn’t take offense.

“Can’t imagine there were very many green thumbs on Jakku,” he said.

“Not very many flowers or gardens either.” Rey looked down at their hands, their fingers still linked, and thought she should probably let go lest Jess Pava spot them. Or, worse yet, Poe.

She squeezed his hand a little tighter in her own.

Snap cleared his throat. “I, uh. Kriff. I probably shouldn’t be saying this, Pava’ll kick my ass from here back to the Outer Rim territories, but. I like you. You’re… You’re a good person, Rey.”

Rey tilted her head at him and smiled. “So are you, Snap.”

He looked down at the ground and toed at the grass and pebbles underfoot. “I’m… I’m trying. To be a good person, I mean,” he said.

“Is this about Jess and Poe?” she asked.

“No. I mean, sort of.”

“We’re friends,” Rey said, rubbing the back of his hand reassuringly. “I—I like you too. I like that you took me to see the gardens, and that you held my hand. It wasn’t so long ago that the thought of holding hands with anyone was a strange and foreign concept to me.”

Rey thought of Finn, just beginning to emerge from his protective cocoon of sleep. She wanted to go back to him so that he’d have a familiar face by his side when he woke.

Snap squeezed on her hand and waited for her to continue.

“You’ve been a good friend to me.”

“I’m glad,” he said.

Rey leaned in, hesitated just for a moment before kissing him on his rough, unshaven cheek. It wasn’t anything like kissing Finn—whose forehead had been smooth and cold—before she left on her quest. Kissing Snap was pleasant, though. She could feel the warmth of his cheek against her lips.

When she pulled back, he looked at her with wide, startled eyes.

“What was that for?” he asked.

“Because. You’ve been so kind. I haven’t known much kindness in my life,” she said.

“I hope you didn’t do that because you thought you owed me or something,” Snap said, gaze darting to her mouth for a moment before meeting her eyes. “I’d wouldn’t—”

Rey smiled at him. “I know,” she said. She didn’t know Snap all that well, honestly, but she did know that. She knew, somehow, that he was a good person, had known from the start. “I’m going to see Finn. Will you come with me?”

That startled look was back in his eyes again. Like he couldn’t believe she would ask him to join her. As if it were some precious gift she was offering.

“I’d…I’d like that,” he said.

They went to the medbay, hand in hand. If anyone noticed, they didn’t say a thing.

Okay, I think now that I've realized where this is ultimately going, it won't take too long to wrap up.

I'm still not sure if this'll wind up endgame Rey/Snap or Rey/Finn either. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ I just wanted to write some crack-y dumb rarepair shit and THIS happened. Ugh.

Finn was already awake when they got to his room. Poe was at his side, helping him to sit up, a bowl of steaming broth cupped in one of his hands. Rey couldn’t even be disappointed she wasn’t there to greet him. He was finally awake.

“Finn!” Rey dropped Snap’s hand and raced to his other side.

“Rey! Now there’s a sight for sore eyes.” Finn looped an arm around her neck and gave her a one-armed squeeze. “Missed you.”

“I missed you too.” She buried her face in his shoulder and hugged him back carefully.

Finn settled back against a mound of pillows and Rey went with him. His hand was big and warm on the middle of her back, and she’d missed him so terribly. The feeling that gnawed at her insides when she thought of Finn, lying in alone the medbay, dissipated like smoke.

Poe set the bowl of soup on the table next to Finn’s bed and wandered over to where Rey had left Snap.

“What’re you doing here, buddy? Thought you were taking a maintenance day,” Poe said, conversationally.

“Went to the gardens,” Snap said. He sounded pained.

Rey looked over at the two of them. Poe was looking at her; Snap was looking over his shoulder, at the bare white wall.

“Huh,” said Poe, clapping Snap on the back. “C’mon, Wexley. Let’s give the kids some privacy.”

“Right. Yeah.” Snap nodded to Rey, just the barely perceptible tip of his chin to her, and then he followed Poe out of the room.

“That was weird,” Finn said against the side of her head.

“What? Why?” Rey sat back a little and smoothed down the front of his gown.

Finn shrugged one shoulder gingerly. He twirled a spoon in his hand. “Poe seemed kind of…off.”

“I think he’s just…being overprotective. That’s all.” Rey smiled at Finn and reached up to rub a hand over his cheek, affectionately. “And how about you? How are you feeling?”

Finn turned his head, grinning at her as she let her hand slip away. “Better now that I’m awake. You know, I had the weirdest dreams. The weirdest one was you and me in X-Wings, getting chased by a giant BB-8. It was exciting, flying around and blasting at things with ion cannons.”

Rey laughed, settled into Finn’s side, and tucked her legs under her body. Finn pulled back a corner of his blanket and she slid under it.

“Sounds wonderful,” she said.

“I feel like a lousy friend, but I’m still so tired. If I fall asleep on you…”

“Don’t worry about it,” Rey said, letting her head drop to his shoulder. “I’ll be here when you wake.”

-

When Rey emerged from Finn’s room a while later, Snap was waiting in the hall, holding a tiny flowerpot in his grimy hands. Rey moved a little closer, on light nimble feet, and saw that it was a moonflower.

“Hey,” she said.

Snap looked up and smiled at her when he saw it was her. “Hey. I went and picked this from my own garden. Do you think Finn would like it?”

Something tightened in Rey’s chest at that and, oddly, made her eyes ache. She paused, a few feet from where Snap sat with the tiny flowerpot cradled in his hands, and realized there were tears stinging the corners of her eyes.

“Are you okay?” Snap asked, concerned. He got up and went to her.

“I think so,” she said, blinking rapidly. Rey rubbed hastily at her eyes.

“Hey, hey. It’s okay.” Snap gently set the pot down on the floor, between their feet, and went to embrace her. “Do you need to sit down?”

Rey closed her eyes and pressed her cheek against his chest. The material of his flightsuit was rough against her cheek and it smelled of motor oil and stale sweat, but she didn’t mind it. It actually reminded her a little bit of Jakku, the only place she’d ever called home. When she breathed in, she could have sworn she smelled sand too.

“I’m all right,” she said, sighing deeply. She wiped her eyes on her sleeve. Rey pulled back and looked up at him, mustered a smile. “Thank you.”

Snap looked back at her with nothing but kindness, a small smile gracing his lips.

“Anytime, Rey.”

Here was a good man, she thought. A kind man.

Rey stood on the tips of her toes, let her eyes drift shut, and pressed her mouth gently over his. He was too startled to kiss back, or to push her away. Instead, he stood there, hands curled over her elbows, and let her kiss him.

Rey stepped back and lowered her head, cheeks flushing with shame. Perhaps he hadn’t wanted her to kiss her. Perhaps she should have sought his permission. She knew all about having things taken from her without her permission. Didn’t she?

“I should have asked first,” she said, sounding so small to her own ears.

“It’s fine. It’s…” Snap’s dirty fingers tipped her chin up so that their eyes met. “I like you.”

“I like you too,” she said. They’d had this conversation before.

“And you like Finn,” he added.

“Of course I do. He’s one of my dearest friends,” Rey said.

Snap sighed and laughed softly. “Jess was right, you know. You’re young. You should be kissing someone like Finn, not some old flyboy.” The corner of Snap’s mouth quirks up.

“If Finn wanted me to kiss him, I would,” Rey answered honestly, sliding her hands down Snap’s arms to catch his fingers in hers. “And if Jess wanted me to kiss her too, I’d do it. And if you wanted me to kiss you again, I’d do that too.”

Snap looked at her, his expression shuttering for a moment, a thin line forming between his brows.

Then, he said, “I’d like that.”

“Okay, then. So would I.” Rey leaned in and kissed him again.

This time, Snap kissed her back, one of his hands resting lightly over her cheek. Rey explored his mouth with her own, let her tongue dart from between her lips to run over his bottom lip.

She hadn’t known much kindness on Jakku, but she’d kissed some people—and aliens—in her day. It was never anything like this. There were usually more teeth involved, sometimes even blood, and a lot more sand. This? This was nice. Safe. Rey felt safe, here. Snap would probably let her kiss him for as long as she liked.

There was a soft noise behind them and Rey turned, breaking away from Snap to find Finn watching them, eyebrows shooting up into his hairline. Poe was standing behind him, an inscrutable expression on his normally wide open, friendly face.

“Were we interrupting?” Poe asked, lifting his eyebrows.

“Not at all,” Snap said quickly, too quickly to be natural. He bent down, scooped up the pot, and brought it over to Finn. “I picked this out of my garden for you, to put with the other flowers and things people have been sending.”

Finn grinned broadly. “Thanks, man. You’re all right. He’s all right, Poe.” Finn slapped Snap on the chest, took the flowerpot, and hobbled back to the medbay.

Poe lingered behind and looked between Snap and Rey.

“I hope you know what you’re doing,” he said, and Rey wasn’t sure which of them he was addressing. Then he went to join Finn in his room.

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