FREE FALLING ━━ p. dameron ✓

sixty two

There's a crash as something in Ochi's ship falls over. My head snaps up and I see Poe. He catches me staring at him.

"Hi." He says. I blink at him a couple times before drawing the hood of Ahsoka's cloak up and turning away from him.

I hear Poe sigh and then there's the shuffling of feet as he walks over to me. He sits down next to me on the crate and folds his hands over his stomach.

"Wren." He says.

I squeeze my eyes shut and count to ten.

"Wren." He says again.

"Is it because I'm not like Zorii?" I ask, the words slipping out of my mouth before I even know what I'm saying. I turn towards the pilot. "Is it?"

Poe leans away from me, drawing his mouth into a thin line.

"Because if it is, I can-"

"Wren. It's not like that." Poe says quietly.

"Then tell me what it's like. Because right now, it seems like you don't want m-me." My voice only quavers slightly.

Poe unfolds his fingers and reaches for my hand. "Wren. It's you. It's always been you." He says to me quietly. He reaches up and cups my cheek, drawing patterns on it with his fingernail.

I slightly lean into his touch against my will. "Then why did you kiss her?"

Poe jerks back as if he's been hit. "I would never-...I didn't...Wren?" He pleads with me. He takes a deep breath before starting again. "I never kissed her. I never would. I'm not like that. I was just...ashamed of what I had done before the Resistance. Before I met Leia. Before I met you.

I close my eyes and reach for his hand. "Poe. You should never be ashamed. I'm always gonna love you for who you are, not what you've done."

It's silent for a second before I speak up. "Kiss me." I whisper. "Please."

It's silent in the room as Poe leans down and our lips brush. Then, they're on each other with bruising pressure.

Poe grabs the hood of my cloak and yanks it backwards, my dark hair tumbling out. He rakes a hand through my curls, untangling the knots.

I sigh against his mouth and wrap my arms around his neck pulling him against me. Both his hands are on my hips and oh Forces how could you ever be mad at someone when they treat you like this? My fingers dance at the bottom of his shirt as I hook one finger through the belt loops of his pants.

Just as I'm about to do something I'll probably regret, someone whistles.

Poe and I jerk apart quickly. I glance around Ochi's ship and see Finn leaning against the cockpit doorway.

I narrow my eyes at him. Finn just grins.

"The two of you need a room." He announces.

Rey steps up behind him. "Why?"

Finn turns to the Jedi. "You missed it. There was a fight, then a whole make out session. I'm pretty Wren was about to rip-"

"How long were you watching Finn?" I interrupt the former trooper quickly.

"The whole thing." Finn says with a smirk.

I give him one back. "Why? You jealous?"

Finn jerks back. "I-what?" He asks, obviously caught of guard. Both Rey and Poe roar with laughter.

I stand up and walk over to him. I pat Finn's arm in mock sympathy. "It's ok Finn. One day you'll find love. One day."

Finn just stares at me dumbfounded. He shakes his head and points at me. "Listen here-"

I push him playfully. "You and Rey go back to the cockpit. We'll be at the Destroyer soon. We need to be careful from here on out."

Finn raises an eyebrow suspiciously. "If I leave, you and Poe won't have sex on Ochi's ship?"

I roll my eyes. "I'm not having sex anywhere this dirty."

Finn is about to respond when Rey grabs his arm and drags him off. The former trooper protests the whole time.

I laugh and place both hands on my hips. I hear Poe walk up beside me. I turn to him with a smile.

"What were you about to rip off?" Poe asks with a smirk.

I roll my eyes and punch his shoulder. "Quit that Dameron. Finn's gonna go into cardiac arrest if he sees anything else."

"Alright, alright. Just don't hit me again Birdy. You have a mean right hook." Poe says, rubbing his arm.

I turn and make my way back to the crate I was sitting on. I fold Ahsoka's cloak up and tuck it into my bag. I sling that over my shoulder and sit down.

Poe sits across from me.

"I have to tell you something." I say. Poe nods.

"When we were heading to Ochi's ship and Rey left to go walk out on the sand...I felt him. I felt Ben. It was odd. Because I've always been in tune to my family. That's how I knew my dad was d-dead. But never with my brother. Not since he left for the First Order." I say, twisting my hands together. I squeeze them so tight, I partially cut off blood circulation. I don't even feel it.

Poe places a hand over mine and I let go of my hands. The blood begins to flow again as I shake them out.

"Then when we were in the cockpit, I tried to reach out to my brother. Through the Force. I didn't know if it would work but I think it did. My mother says that everyone has a little bit of the Force. Maybe I used it wrong, but when I reached out to Ben it felt like someone was tearing apart my head. Picking it apart with a knife."

"I remember." Poe says. "You wouldn't tell me what was wrong."

"I didn't want to burden you." I admit.

"Wren. What's mine is yours. What's yours is mine. No more secrets." Poe grabs my hand.

"No more secrets." I reply, making a mental promise.

It's silent for a moment. That is, until Rey walks in to the main part of Ochi's ship.

"We're here." She says. "We got into Ren's ship. Your friends medallion worked." Rey says, indicating Poe.

He nods. "Good. Now let's just see if the rest of this 'plan' will work."

I sigh and rub my eyes, standing up. "Let's see."

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ooP. talking? communication? we <3

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