#commsignals (threads)

“oh i’d call it hate, even if it’s mostly distrust it really feels like hate.” bodhi mumbled, looking away from the gaze of the blind man. the man’s gaze though sightless, was piercing and could pin someone, namely him, to the spot. “and why do they distrust me? i mean...i got the deathstar plans just like you did! do they distrust you?”

“it is terrible but they always do that. they did that to me. they did that to basically all of rogue one. i think you just have to admit that you’re a much better person than they all are. also dating me is probably why they trusted me so fast” 

“it’s a dilemma, like a potentially deadly one but also a situation that we might be able to think out of if we’re clever and fast, and also if we run really fast.” bodhi said, grabbing her hand and pulling her in a direction. 

bodhi was attempting not to frown, he was attempting not to let the flush on his face get too deep. he wasn’t used to people being this way, no locked doors no privacy, and he was sure that people were messing with him at this point, people dropped things, and people bent over in front of him, just to make him frustrated and flustered. as cassian straightened he swallowed and nodded. he had come with a purpose. a very important purpose. “yeah...yeah...it’s a message from mon mothma she needs you...something about a message...something with the...supply chains or a mission or something....i was just in a briefing and she told me to find you. i hope i didn’t...i hope i didn’t disturb anything....” he stammered. “what...what exactly are you doing? by the way?” he asked, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. 

bodhi sighed at her question. he’d done so many things, partially because he hadn’t slept well in so long. he’d had too many things happen to him, and he no longer had any of his coping tools. “when i was younger i used to share a bed with my friends. just sleeping next to someone helped it go away, helped me feel calmer. but many of my friends have gone away.” he sighed, with a little bit of a smile. “i’ve been debating getting a loth cat. see if that would help me sleep.” 

bodhi smiled at her too, before leaning forward and kissing her again, one hand coming up to cup the side of her face. 

“i swear to god i’m not doing anything!” bodhi said. he chewed his lip in frustration. his lab partner was an idiot, he hadn’t been doing anything. “i don’t know! i bite my lip, i chew my pencils but that’s all that i know! did he tell you what i’m doing? or am i just ‘creepy?’. i don’t want to get in trouble and i love your class and you’re amazing! i’ve never met another professor like you, that cares as much as you do!” he shouted. this was unfair. he hadn’t done anything. 

bodhi scratched the head of the little girl. “you’re falling asleep, and wouldn’t your bed be so much more comfortable?” he loved babysitting, but sometimes rey was just too stubborn for her own good, and this was one of those times. he was sure that he was about to fall asleep and if he didn’t move he was going to fall asleep in this chair and he would hurt all over in the morning, and she wouldn’t get a good night sleep and then she would be grumpy in the morning. so this was not something that he wanted. “c’mon.”