[ Normally, Poe would say something teasing and fond to confirm the sentiment but lighten the tension. He was not anywhere near as avoidant as Andy was, when it came to his feelings, but he did often try to wrap and protect them with humour. Not today, though. Not when he was this weak but happy to be alive, not with the strong, stable bulk of Rex behind and around him, hands encompassing his own. Not when he could feel Rex's jaw shift as his smile fades.
Not when he had nearly just died and lost all of this.
He should marry them.
The thought comes unbidden - the ring that he wore in a chain suddenly feeling ten times heavier where it lay over his chest. Was he allowed to do that? Did he care if he was allowed?
Sure, he might only have one ring, but the band was thick. He could get it split into two. His mom would understand. She probably wouldn't even think twice about it, and just be happy for him.
Stars, he wished they could have met.
All of this passes through his mind in a second, an errant thought solidifying and firming almost instantly. Yeah. That was what he wanted. He wasn't going to say it now - he'd learned his lesson about just blurting something like that before he'd figured out a plan to address it. But the decision to do something about it was instant and immediate. He wasn't a man that prevaricated long.
So instead, he shifted, pulling an arm away from Rex so that he could brace himself as pivoted in Rex's grip, swinging his legs over the side until he was leaning up against him instead of back into him. He raised that hand, fingers brushing Rex's jaw, tilting it towards him. ]
We got there. That's what matters. [ He braced himself through the pain as he arched his neck up to take a slow, but undeniably loving kiss from Rex's lips. When he broke it off, he added in a low, rough voice: ] I love you so much, Rex. Thanks for making sure I didn't lose this.
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Not when he had nearly just died and lost all of this.
He should marry them.
The thought comes unbidden - the ring that he wore in a chain suddenly feeling ten times heavier where it lay over his chest. Was he allowed to do that? Did he care if he was allowed?
Sure, he might only have one ring, but the band was thick. He could get it split into two. His mom would understand. She probably wouldn't even think twice about it, and just be happy for him.
Stars, he wished they could have met.
All of this passes through his mind in a second, an errant thought solidifying and firming almost instantly. Yeah. That was what he wanted. He wasn't going to say it now - he'd learned his lesson about just blurting something like that before he'd figured out a plan to address it. But the decision to do something about it was instant and immediate. He wasn't a man that prevaricated long.
So instead, he shifted, pulling an arm away from Rex so that he could brace himself as pivoted in Rex's grip, swinging his legs over the side until he was leaning up against him instead of back into him. He raised that hand, fingers brushing Rex's jaw, tilting it towards him. ]
We got there. That's what matters. [ He braced himself through the pain as he arched his neck up to take a slow, but undeniably loving kiss from Rex's lips. When he broke it off, he added in a low, rough voice: ] I love you so much, Rex. Thanks for making sure I didn't lose this.