#binker

Boost wasn’t sure why he’d agreed to let Comet take photos of him in just in shorts and boots, but he promised it would be good morale for the men. Honestly, he should know better than to listen to little shit shinys. 

“Ooh, you’re so fierce,” the kid exclaimed as he looked over the last few shots of Boost posing, chest out and smoldering as best he could. 

“What are you doing?” Sinker quirks a brow, half amused, half curious, and one hundred percent turned on by what he sees, as evident from the heat in his eyes that Boost knows all too well. 

“Uh, being fierce?” Boost explains lamely, and Sinker smirks, turning away. 

“I like it.”

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Sinker had once heard another brother say that a clone’s body is never the same as the last time you look at it. At the time, he thought the bastard was just drunk like the rest of them because that was what you went to 79′s to do, drink and forget the war outside of the dark lit, neon walls and loud music. 

It was another several missions before he really understood what he meant as he gazed at Boost’s bare back and notices all of the little ticks that marred his skin. Each scar was another fight narrowly won, the mark of another day he lived to tell the tale, and Sinker kissed every single scar with reverence. 

He would kiss each new one that was acquired, too. 

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*me sitting in the passenger seat of a car singing with the radio all chill*

*suddenly lurches straight up in the seat and screams at the driver* “USE YOUR FUCKING BLINKER!”