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The shuttle to Galactic University hissed as it docked, and Fin practically dove out like a man escaping captivity. He tugged his hoodie low over his head and adjusted his bag, doing his best not to look like a freshly bonded Omega with a literal General as his husband.
Fin Wesley [O]
~Spotted a familiar golden brown-haired head~
Fin Wesley [O]
~Dropping into the seat next to him~
Fin Wesley [O]
Rain. I survived. 😇
Rain Dwight [RO]
~Turning, frowning~
Rain Dwight [RO]
You look like you just fought off a pirate raid.
Rain Dwight [RO]
What happened? You disappeared right after that bar night.
Fin Wesley [O]
~Shrugging, too casual~
Fin Wesley [O]
Yeah, about that… I woke up somewhere weird. Hungover. No big deal.
Rain Dwight [RO]
~Narrowing his eyes~
Rain Dwight [RO]
Weird like…
Rain Dwight [RO]
Someone’s bed weird?
Rain Dwight [RO]
~Grinning~
Rain Dwight [RO]
Tell me everything. Who was he? Was he hot?
Fin Wesley [O]
(mumbling): You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.
Before Fin could dig himself deeper, the professor floated in (literally—hover-chair, very old), and the lecture started. Fin pretended to listen, but his thoughts were tangled in datapads, signatures, and the quiet way Grey said “It’s the beginning.”
Rain Dwight [RO]
~Linking arms with him~
Rain Dwight [RO]
So. You’re not off the hook.
Rain Dwight [RO]
You look flustered and bitten, and you smell faintly like Alpha cologne.
Rain Dwight [RO]
I know you, Fin.
Fin Wesley [O]
Can we just—go get bubble tea and not talk about how I maybe accidentally married someone?
Rain Dwight [RO]
~Deadpan~
Rain Dwight [RO]
Excuse me?
Before Fin could reply, a sleek black hover-bike swept past them at the campus gate. He caught a glimpse of the insignia on its side: Enigma military crest.
Fin froze. His blood ran cold.
Grey was watching him.
From a distance.
Rain noticed the shift in his face.
Rain Dwight [RO]
Fin… what the hell did you do?
The two of them sat in their usual booth at Comet Tea—a retro-style bubble tea café near campus with galaxy swirl wallpaper and glow-in-the-dark chairs.
Fin Wesley [O]
~Stabbed at his drink like it had personally wronged him~
Rain Dwight [RO]
~Sipping his hibiscus fusion with the calm precision of someone about to commit emotional violence~
Rain Dwight [RO]
So. Married?
Fin Wesley [O]
~Not looking up~
Fin Wesley [O]
Technically
Rain Dwight [RO]
~Leaning forward~
Rain Dwight [RO]
To who, Fin?
Fin Wesley [O]
~Mumbling into his cup~
Fin Wesley [O]
Grey Mavel.
Rain Dwight [RO]
~Blinking slowly~
Rain Dwight [RO]
...Sorry. Grey what now?
Fin Wesley [O]
General Grey Mavel. Enigma class. Tall. Stoic. Handsome. Possibly made of stone!
Rain Dwight [RO]
As in, Supreme Commander of the Seventh Fleet Grey Mavel?
Rain Dwight [RO]
The man with a kill count higher than your GPA?
Fin Wesley [O]
~Shrinking into his hoodie~
Fin Wesley [O]
Yeah, that one. (ー_ー;)
Rain Dwight [RO]
~Slamming his drink down~
Rain Dwight [RO]
You married the most feared Enigma in the galaxy and didn’t tell me?!
Rain Dwight [RO]
I would’ve at least demanded pictures.
Fin Wesley [O]
It was an accident!
Rain Dwight [RO]
How do you accidentally marry someone, Fin?!
Rain Dwight [RO]
What did you do—trip into a wedding altar?
Fin Wesley [O]
I don’t know!
Fin Wesley [O]
One second we were drunk, then I woke up in his bed, and now I live in a mansion with biometric locks and ten servants who call me ‘Consort Wesley’ like I’m some drama queen from a space opera!
Rain Dwight [RO]
~Covering his mouth, laughing~
Rain Dwight [RO]
Oh my stars. You’re serious.
Fin Wesley [O]
Dead serious.
Fin Wesley [O]
I signed the certificate yesterday.
Fin Wesley [O]
They said it was for security protocol. I think I’m in a sci-fi romcom with military undertones.
Rain Dwight [RO]
~Recovering~
Rain Dwight [RO]
So how’s he treating you?
Fin Wesley [O]
Weirdly well. He’s cold but… not cruel. I think he actually wanted this.
Rain Dwight [RO]
~Eyes widening~
Rain Dwight [RO]
Hold up. You didn’t plan this. But he did?
Fin Wesley [O]
I think he liked me before that night. And now he has me. Legally.
Rain Dwight [RO]
~Sat back, arms folded, eyes full of questions and unspoken warnings~
Rain Dwight [RO]
Fin. You’re in the deep end now.
Rain Dwight [RO]
Don’t drown in it.
Fin Wesley [O]
Too late. I’m already sleeping next to a war machine in silk sheets.
Rain Dwight [RO]
~Sipping his tea again~
Rain Dwight [RO]
You better invite me to the house. ( →_→)
Rain Dwight [RO]
If I’m going to watch my best friend spiral into interstellar marriage, I want popcorn and a private tour.
![Fin Wesley [O]](https://up-pic.mangatoon.mobi/contribute/fiction/10834907/avatar/43144037/1747716959787.jpeg-s200webp?sign=5197aeb9502c7702bf9ebec9f1befa1b&t=68535300)
![Rain Dwight [RO]](https://up-pic.mangatoon.mobi/contribute/fiction/10834907/avatar/43144037/1747716984930.jpeg-s200webp?sign=490c3aa0e65691e3bc1e4870a97ca47c&t=68535300)
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