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WHO: Reeve, Poe Dameron, Rufus Shinra, Open
WHERE: Temba Restoration Coordination
 (Yellow 5), The Deep End (Orange 13)
WHAT: Event Fallout for Reeve, His Boss Arriving, Hiding Out at the Bar
WHEN: June 7th to 12th
WARNINGS: CW: Implied past sexual situation in thread with Rufus; Drinking at the Deep End

1. Talking About What Happened Closed to Poe | Evening of the 7th, Reeve's Office
Reeve hadn't really been big on the idea of sticking around in the Waiting Room when they had awoken. His memories of being stuck in Calibrations were not hte greatest, and he had decided he wasn't going to risk sticking around there. He had grabbed Mini up and headed right out, not daring to question, not waning to linger. There were memories and a life to process and he didn't much like it.

It wasn't until later that night that he reached out to Poe with a message. After quite a bit of thought he had known what the truth was. They had to talk. So he'd sent a message, asking for Poe to meet him in his space. They had to figure things out. He had to figure whether Poe might forgive him for what he'd apparently said and done there.


2. Welcome To Temba, Your Timing Sucks Closed to Rufus | Morning of the 8th, Reeve's Office
The meeting hadn't been a bad one, in Reeve's estimation. Poe was a wonderful companion and he quite liked his time with his boyfriend. A nice talk, a lazy morning afterward, and Reeve had been happy to send the other man off in the morning. He had happily watched Poe slip out after morning coffee together, sitting at Reeve's work table in the front room. Reeve hadn't even bothered to put on much more than his long coat that morning, hadn't bothered to make his bed yet, hadn't even begun to work on the final stages of Mini's upgraded form. Instead he'd sat smiling at the table, his hair ruffled, sipping at the final dregs of his coffee as the door closed, not even paying attention to Mini as the doll worked on sorting through papers on the table top, making sure nothing had been lost in the change of the last month.

So Reeve, most definitely, wasn't expecting someone to show up at his door.


3. Just A Little Drink Open To All | Evenings of the 8th through 12th, The Deep End

Well, that was a thing that had most definitely happened. Reeve didn't know what to do with himself with Rufus here. With Cloud nad VIncent he had known what to do, what his place was with his companions and friends. It was enough for Reeve to just, well, fall into a habit he hadn't had in a very long time. Though he supposed it was hardly a habit if he didn't sustain it. Reeve sighed and settled himself at a chair at the bar, sitting down and looking at the counter. So what was the etiquette here, how did one even go about getting alcohol?

"Um, hello?"

Maybe he didn't want to be as alone as he thought.

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Reeve had been waiting for the knock, hoping that it would come. When it did he was quickly on his feet and moving to open the door. Once he had it open he looked there at Poe for a moment, hope and concern on his face before he stepped aside and gestured for the man to enter and join him.

Mini had no such restraint. The doll, while it had enjoyed its time as a large panther-bot, was happily bounding to his friend, patting BB-8 on the side.

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BB-8 trilled happily, practically bowling Mini over.

"Play nice," Poe teased, stepping inside. "You're looking good," he noted, looking Reeve over. "Kind of miss the costume, gotta be honest."

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Mini made a happy gesture, having to dance aside to not be rolled over. As for Reeve he blushed. Of course Poe would bring that up.

"Oh dear please don't say that. There was so much leather. And the ears? The tail whip? Oh god."

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That earned a pointedly suggestive smirk, and Poe shrugged a shoulder, "You made it work," he offered innocently enough. Of course he was going to bring it up.

He managed a more serious look after that, looking him over, "You all right?" he confirmed.

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Did he? Reeve continued to blush. Damn Poe, for making him react like this. The question, though, is fair.

"I'm not certain. I think I shall be alright. But I thought I should apologize, for my behavior toward you there. It was unprofessional. Especially that time in the closet at that Shield gala."

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He did. Same with the blush he wore now.

"Nothing to apologize for," Poe assured, "Especially not that," he added, "I uh-...I wanted to apologize too. I know we haven't really discussed...what we are, but I wasn't exactly...tied down in the city."

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Well there you have it.

No, they hadn't discussed it, and really, Reeve had suggested he wanted to have Poe to himself before, but he hadn't truly said the words. He hadn't given it a term. Perhaps he should have.

"I don't think that space would count against your fidelity, Poe. We were who we were there. And I understand how your work may have led to these sorts of things. It was reasonable."

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Maybe it was better they hadn't set terms yet? It would make this all the more awkward if that other world had disregarded them. There was a pause, a beat where Poe almost asked if they should have that discussion now, but the words didn't quite make it to his lips.

"You're not bothered by it?"

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"Poe? I think that place may have made a good deal of us behave in ways we never would have. You..."

Reeve sighs and moves to sit. "Poe, before that happened, you had said you were not the sort of man to be unfaithful."

He looks up at Poe, a look not unlike concern on his face.

"I think we need a more serious talk than this."

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"Mm-" Poe nods, and moves to join him.

Okay, so...the talk. They could handle the talk.
"Do you...want things to be exclusive between us?" he askes, jumping right into the meat of things.

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Yes. Desperately. And would that the desire were not written so plainly on his face.

"Would that be something you would be willing to agree to? I know how we are is pleasing in and of itself, but it remains a question."

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Poe does take the time to really consider before blindly agreeing, but he nods. "It is. I don't know that I'm ready to commit to forever yet," he teases lightly, fingering the ring he wears round his neck, "But...yeah. I think we could do that."

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Forever? Reeve offers him a soft, sad smile.

"Given my experience, that wouldn't be on the table. But I... find myself caring for you. And I hope that is something you might also accept."

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Forever's obviously beyond their control in a place like this, any of them might disappear in a moments notice, but in a lot of ways that was true of any relationship.

He chuckles and arches a brow, "You say that like it's a bad thing," he notes, "You know I like you too, don't you?"

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Well, is it a bad thing? Reeve doesn't know? The chuckling makes him smile, just a bit, though.

"I have found in my life that there is a difference between enjoying another's company, enjoying the pleasures of their body, and caring for them."

And he had hopes as to which Poe meant.

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Always so formal Reeve. Poe's lips quirk with a teasing look.

"Shall I write you an essay to confirm which combination I may or may not be experiencing?" he asks, putting on a bit of an Imperial accent. "So serious all the time."

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IT was so much easier to be formal than to be himself, Poe. So much easier. The accent made him smile though.

"I'm a very serious man, Poe Dameron. One that finds himself smitten with you. One that can be possessive but tries not to be so outside of agreed upon bounds."

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"I might've noticed that," Poe teases, dropping the accent, "So, let's agree upon some bounds then. We're exclusive to one another, and we both care for one another. Both very carefully tiptoe a certain word," he adds with a smirk.

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Were they tiptoeing around it, or had they not achieved it yet? Was it pending? Reeve didn't know. But he smiled at the agreement.

"Does that mean I get to use possessive terms for you? And affectionate nicknames? Can I call you my boyfriend?"

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"If I get to do the same," Poe agreed, "And I get to veto any nicknames I don't like," he added slyly, not that he could picture Reeve using anything too cutesy.

"Do I need to clear it Mini before it's official?"

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"I typically prefer darling or dearest," Reeve offered with a shrug. But then he nodded, very seriously.

"Mini is very protective of me. I fear I could not enter an arrangement without his approval. Though I can say he does approve of you."

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They were names he maybe wouldn't accept from just anyone, but from Reeve they seemed appropriate.

"Tsk, you sure he doesn't just like me 'cause I bring the droid?" Poe teased, "Hey Mini, I gotta question for you Bud."

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At least they seemed appropriate. Reeve had to chuckle at the question though.

"He feels a kinship with them, I think, given his brother had a more mechanical form and..."

Well, Reeve gestures to the metal frame in the corner that would be Mini's new body. As for Mini, who had started up a new game of tag with BB-8, he paused and looked up at Poe. And just crossed his arms over his little chest and tapped his little foot. The very picture of 'why are you wasting my time asking when I'm clearly having fun'.

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Poe laughed at the attitude Mini was able to convey, holding up his palms in apology.

"You mind if I start dating your-...Reeve? Officially?"

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Reeve was, of course, trying not to snicker at it at all. Mini, clearly very dignified. Meanwhile Mini tilted his head in a show of thinking before nodding.

IT was okayed.

"Seems you've met with approval."