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You pull on your flightsuit with a grin, grabbing the helmet that had served you faithfully for years. You stride to your X-Wing, your knee twinging because of the storm on the horizon, but loose and strong otherwise.
Standing at the base of the ladder to your cockpit is Poe Dameron with a cocky smile on his face.
“You sure you remember how to fly one of these bad boys?” he asks, knowing full well that you have passed all your assessments with flying colors.
“You sound scared. Afraid you’re gonna lose that bet?” you shoot back, and he gives you such a wry look that you burst out laughing before leaning in for a kiss. You kiss him hard, and he kisses you back gleefully.
The pilots and techs nearby whistle and cheer approvingly.
As he turns away for his own X-Wing, you slap his ass playfully, earning you an indignant look that you just love.