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There was no way to hide it, your drink almost came spewing out of your nose when the words left Boost’s mouth. It was a holiday where you came from, and the Wolf Pack had decided that you needed a night on the town to celebrate. Of course, that was after you told them that it was customary to wear costumes and party on this particular holiday. And where else should clones party when on Coruscant but 79’s?
Your costume was a loose homage to Wolffe’s armor, but much, much more revealing, a choice you’d made as a treat to your favorite clone. The sexiness of it was strictly because of tradition, at least that’s what you told the boys.
As soon as he’d seen you--the man himself didn’t bother to dress outside his normal armor, unsurprisingly, and you’d counted on that little fact--, the pupil of Wolffe organic eye had dilated a fair bit, revealing his true thoughts of the costume, but it was Boost’s incredulous comment that was honestly your favorite reaction so far.
“And what are you supposed to be?” you shot right back, trying not to have a visible reaction to the fact that your boyfriend’s hand was gently caressing your inner thigh.
“Isn’t it obvious? I’m Captain Rex!”
You supposed you could see it, even though it looked like he’d just bleached the tips of his strange haircut and drawn on the captain’s trademark jaig eyes on a shiny’s helmet in dry-erase marker. Still, you just rolled your eyes at him.
Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Wolffe doing the same, and you could feel his shoulder brush against yours as he sighed.
“What do ya think, Commander?” Boost prompted, looking more than a little buzzed. “Great likeness, right?”
“You’re genetically identical to him. That’s the only reason you look anything like Rex right now,” Wolffe deadpanned. “Besides, why are you asking me? I thought I was just a dog?”
If it hadn’t been that comment that made you actually have you experience the horrific burning sensation of your alcoholic drink coming out of your nose, it would have been the instant wolf-like howling sounds that Comet and Sinker started making in response. It was a terrible feeling, but this was definitely a moment that you wouldn’t change for anything once you saw the fond little smile your stoic commander was giving you.