Together
Oneshot drabble
For Waxer*Boil month, week 4 prompt: Desperate kisses while in danger @waxerboilmonth
Relationships: Waxer/Boil
Warnings: Cloneshipping, peril.
The clankers have overrun their position. Waxer grits his teeth and fires furiously into the oncoming wave of droids. Their perimeter is broken, and Waxer’s desperately afraid for his vod. Wooley’s snarling beside him, blaster repeating angrily, and Boil’s on his other side, face grim and taut as he ducks behind the outcrop they’ve claimed for themselves, reloading quickly before standing back up again.
General Kenobi’s doing the best he can, weaving back and forth, knocking back bolts and cutting down the encroaching tide. But Waxer can see the loom of tanks in the distance above them, and the intel on numbers wasn’t just bad, it was bordering on full-on treason.
They’ve lost all their walkers, and Waxer’s power pack is flashing warnings at him. He’s got one more, but Cody’s calling for a fallback and he’s not sure he’s going to have the cover to replace it as he runs backwards, Boil laying down suppressing fire.
They’ve come pretty close before, but this feels... Bad.
Wooley’s found another outcrop, and dives behind it as Waxer turns, firing as much as he can to cover Boil’s retreat to them. He can see Cody shouting into his comm, then a hand signal for hold.
This is it then. No more falling back. They’re standing here. One way or another.
Boil slams behind the outcrop and Wooley takes over firing, letting Waxer duck behind it. He takes the opportunity to change over the power pack, knowing there’s not going to be another one. As he slides it home, he glances over, and Boil’s there, helmet off, hands reaching for the seals on his own.
He drops the blaster between his feet, and turns for Boil as his helmet comes off.
Their lips press together, Boil’s chapped and trembling, desperate as he grabs Waxer's neck, pulling them somehow closer. Waxer fumbles at the edges of Boil’s chest plate, digging his fingers into the cloth and flesh he finds behind.
They kiss, and it’s dry and awkward and so fucking desperate and it’s the best kiss of Waxer’s life.
Boil pulls away to press their foreheads roughly together, and Waxer keens, voice high and broken. Wooley’s covering them, and there’s screaming from all around them, and Waxer will always, always be okay if Boil’s there with him.
“Tome, Riduur,” Boil mutters, and presses his lips one last time to Waxers.
“Tome,” Waxer whispers back, and grabs Boil’s helmet, closing him back safely inside as Boil does the same for him.
They tilt their foreheads together as one, then stand, weapons out and roaring in denial as they fire and keep firing.
And then there’s blasterfire from above, and soldiers in blue armour running through behind them. General Skywalker’s snarling as he flies past them, darting infront of an exhausted and grateful Kenobi.
Boil’s hand finds his, and Waxer clutches onto it as they sink behind the outcropping again, slumping against each other, cries of joy and relief around them as the 501st sweeps in to save the tattered Ghost company.
They will be together for another day.
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Obi-Wan: *handing Cody a caff* Here you go, my dear.
Cody: *has been awake to long* I love you.
Obi-Wan: …Heh… what?
Cody: *doesn’t wanna admit that was a Freudian slip, enunciating perfectly this time* I love you.
Obi-Wan: Oh. Um. I love you too. *walks away in confusion*
Waxer: Congrats. I even got that on holo.
Boil: Yeah, when’s the wedding?
Cody: Idk but at this point I could convince him we need to do it after lunch.
Waxer: I bet you could just pencil it into his schedule and he’d assume he hit his head and forgot you were already together at this point.
Cody: Obviously, we are.
Boil: *with tears in his eyes* Gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss. Fox will be so proud of you.
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For the sketch requests. Can I ask for both Waxer and Boil? 🧡🧡
Both in civilan clothes, but Boil’s are plain in colour while Waxer is in the most outlandish brigthly coloured outfit you can imagine.
Boil is…uncertain about going out in public with Waxer. Waxer is just enjoying all the new outfit options available to him now that the war is over
Boil: …we’re going hiking
Waxer: And if we get lost they’ll find us faster!
Thanks for sending in this request!
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Then, gripping the handhold, Obi-Wan leaned out the open door as the gunship rose, eyes sparkling even across the growing distance, and with a warm smile he pressed his fingers to his lips, holding his hand out to Cody and blowing the kiss his way. “Wait for me,” he called. “Wait for me and I’ll come home to you! I swear I’ll come home!”
From time is not alone by Redminibike1
I drew this lovely, adorable scene from @redminibike1's fic time is not alone. I just... couldn't not after reading it, it's so good, so thank you for a) writing it, and b) giving me permission to draw it! 🧡
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