Rey was very familiar with isolation and loneliness was far from a stranger to her, it wasn't anything new and she still would often get a bit overwhelmed with how accepting the Resistance often was with her, although she still felt very out of place most of the time. Those insecurities had slowly began to melt the moment she and Poe became involved.
He had to leave suddenly, they hardly got to say goodbye to each other that alone have a private moment together. Rey was very aware of Poe's skills [both in and out of bed] she knew that this run would hardly be anything the great pilot couldn't handle but that only somewhat eased her worry. The First Order could decide to attack at any given moment, they could be planning anything and it made Rey slightly uneasy when everyone wasn't together, not that Poe couldn't handle his own. Rey knew he could and she knew he would return back safe.
She had grown use to waking up tangled witthin his arms, pleasingly sore from the night before but now her bed just seemed lonely. She would silent her mind with meditation or she chose to spend her time training but in the end her thoughts always would circle back to him and at night she would fall into very vivid nightmares as she lay alone.
This was more than just a loneliness that consumed her heart, when Poe was gone she felt empty.
She felt him before she saw him too, she could sense him even before he arrived and yes she was waiting. She kept her distance as he and his squad unpacked the supplies from their travel, a small smile flashed along her lips as they locked eyes for the first time in what seemed like forever. She wanted to rush to him, embrace him in her arms and hold him close against her. The smile he flashed her made her stomach drop slightly and it only twisted in knots as she noticed that he had clearly been injured.
Thankfully they still had a few medical kits and she was quick to access one so that she could clean Poe's minor injuries. She waited for him and his team to get everything settled, checked back in with General Organa before she silently made her way towards him.
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He had to leave suddenly, they hardly got to say goodbye to each other that alone have a private moment together. Rey was very aware of Poe's skills [both in and out of bed] she knew that this run would hardly be anything the great pilot couldn't handle but that only somewhat eased her worry. The First Order could decide to attack at any given moment, they could be planning anything and it made Rey slightly uneasy when everyone wasn't together, not that Poe couldn't handle his own. Rey knew he could and she knew he would return back safe.
She had grown use to waking up tangled witthin his arms, pleasingly sore from the night before but now her bed just seemed lonely. She would silent her mind with meditation or she chose to spend her time training but in the end her thoughts always would circle back to him and at night she would fall into very vivid nightmares as she lay alone.
This was more than just a loneliness that consumed her heart, when Poe was gone she felt empty.
She felt him before she saw him too, she could sense him even before he arrived and yes she was waiting. She kept her distance as he and his squad unpacked the supplies from their travel, a small smile flashed along her lips as they locked eyes for the first time in what seemed like forever. She wanted to rush to him, embrace him in her arms and hold him close against her. The smile he flashed her made her stomach drop slightly and it only twisted in knots as she noticed that he had clearly been injured.
Thankfully they still had a few medical kits and she was quick to access one so that she could clean Poe's minor injuries. She waited for him and his team to get everything settled, checked back in with General Organa before she silently made her way towards him.