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“I lost a bet to you and the circumstances were supposed to be a joke but I took them seriously” accidental sex for a prompt

(Guess what got completely away from me! This fic! But it was great!)

(send me prompts for nanowrimo in my asks)

It had started just like any other day. Baze had woken up,brushed his hair, brushed his teeth, and was just getting dressed when hisfriend spoke up, saying, “You know, I bet I could hit the Tower of Knowledgefrom our bedroom window.”

Baze had been silent, slowly turning to look at his friend,sitting on his bed already dressed for the day, his blue eyes appearing to lookup at the ceiling. “You cannot,” was all Baze said, pulling on his outer robesand tying off his belt.

Chirrut had snorted then, arms crossing over his chest.“Why, because I am blind?”

“No, because you are foolish,” Baze snapped back. He hadnever doubted Chirrut��s abilities, with a light bow, or his staff, not sincethe early days of Chirrut’s blindness when even Chirrut himself had doubted. Heknew Chirrut would reteach himself, and Baze was proud that he had been right.Proud in himself, proud of Chirrut. “Only the barest sliver of the tower isvisible from our window at all, you could not hit it even if you could see.”

Chirrut let out a huff and he turned his head, rolling italong the wall. There was no way that was comfortable, but Baze was not goingto tell him so or coddle him. “You’re just saying that because you could nothit it, but I bet I could.”

“You are a fool then,” was Baze’s response.

Which was how they had gotten into the situation that werenow, Chirrut kneeling on Baze’s bed with his light bow in his lap, Chirrutgoing through the motions of checking and calibrating the weapon. Baze sat withhis own light bow in his lap, sitting with his back to the wall, watchingChirrut quietly. “The other Guardians are not going to like us shooting thetower,” Baze pointed out.

“The tower has a shield around it,” Chirrut said simply. “Ifwe do manage to hit it, the bolt will deflect into the sky.”

“If we manage to?” Baze asked him, raising an eyebrow. “Areyou starting to doubt in your abilities?”

“Never,” Chirrut answered, sitting back on his heels. “Youknow, this is not a proper bet if there are not Hstakes.” Chirrut tilted hishead, as if listening. “How about… if I hit it, and you don’t, you have tostrip from your robes and run naked for the world to see?”

“That is childish, Chirrut, we are not children.” Baze shookhis head, mostly out of habit. “No, I won’t do that.”

“You can propose what I will do if I miss and you hit it,”Chirrut put in simply. “You can decide for me to do something equally foolishor embarrassing.”

“Nothing embarrasses you,” Baze shot back, and didn’t missthe way Chirrut’s lips stretched into a grin. “You are the most foolishGuardian of all, there is nothing I could tell you to do that would embarrassyou.” Baze leaned his head back. “No… embarrassing does not work… if I hit it,and you do not… then you will give me your Jetora cakes every night for the nextmonth.” That wiped the smile from Chirrut’s face, his eyebrows coming togetherin a fierce scowl. The fried treats were Chirrut’s favorites, and perhaps theonly physical thing Chirrut craved.

Baze thought for a moment that he may have done it, he mayhave convinced his friend to stop this foolishness… but then Chirrut nodded,and his smile returned. “Fine, it is a deal. I say that if we both hit it, wewill go down to the market and treat ourselves, and if we both miss we willpretend it never happened and move on with our lives.”

Baze barked out a short laugh and he nodded. “Fine, I willaccept the bet then.” He waited for Chirrut to hold out his hand before he tookit and the two friends shook on it. “Who should shoot first?”

“Well, you can see, so I should probably go first,” Chirrutsaid and his grin spread again. “It is only fair, don’t you think?” He moved tothe small narrow window in their bedroom, hefting the light bow to his shoulderand propping it up. The window really was far too small for anything, builtsmall to keep out the cold and to keep in the heat, but to allow in light sothat the room did not feel like a prison. It was, certainly, far too small toget a shot in.

Baze moved off the wall and he moved over to sit next toChirrut, to look out the window and judge if the shot landed or not.

Chirrut was silent, turning the light bow in small gesturesin the sill, trying to find the spot he wanted. The shot was impossible ofcourse, Baze knew it was. The Tower of Knowledge was far in the distance,obscured by other buildings, and not very tall despite its name. It would be aone in a million shot for the best marksman, who was of course Baze himself.Not that Baze was egotistical. He was just aware of his abilities. There wasnothing wrong with that. “I am one with the Force,” Baze heard Chirrut whisperquietly, fingers sliding to the trigger on the bow. “The Force is with me.”Then Chirrut pulled the trigger, and the bolt flew from the end.

Baze watched as the bolt flew through the cold air, hurtlingstraight towards its target, and slammed into the shield surrounding the Towerof Knowledge, before twisting and turning towards the sky, flying uselessly up.

The room was silent. Baze realized after a moment that hehad been holding his breath, and that he should breathe again. He turned tostare at Chirrut, to goggle at what his friend had managed to do. Chirrutpulled his light bow away from the window sill, folding it back up, and settingit on his lap. “Well?” he finally said after a moment, one eyebrow raisingtowards his hair line. “Did I hit it?”

Baze swallowed. He could lie. He could lie to Chirrut andtell him that he missed, and that he was willing to forgive his part of thebet, that the Jetora cakes were safe. Chirrut would know though. Chirrut wouldknow in the way he always knew. The way he always understood Baze, and hismoods, and his lies. No, as much as Baze may have wanted to, he could not lie.“Yes,” he said after a moment. “You did.” Besides, Baze still needed to takehis shot, perhaps he would not have to strip after all. Chirrut had hit thetower, Baze should be able to as well.

Chirrut grinned brightly and he nodded. “I told you I coulddo it! Perhaps this will be a lesson in having faith in me!” He shifted awayfrom the window, taking Baze’s old place next to the wall, placing his lightbow in his lap. “That makes it your turn. I can’t wait to hear all storiespeople will tell after you’re done stripping.”

Baze’s cheeks flushed and he opened his bow. “I have notlost yet, Chirrut, do not get your hopes up.” He placed the bow in the silljust as Chirrut had, peeking through the sight so he could get a good view ofthe tower. Unfortunately, the sight’s view was even worse than Baze’s viewwithout it. Baze let out a huff and lifted his head so he could see better.

“I will probably ask Master Fendal to watch you, make surethat you are keeping up your end of the bargain,” Chirrut said simply. “I haveno doubt that you would be able to charm people into telling me that of coursethey had seen you naked. Master Fendal would tell me the truth.”

Baze cleared his throat and he focused on the shot, fingersfinding the trigger as he lined up his shot. He aimed as directly as he could,trying to block out Chirrut’s words and focus on what he was doing. He could dothis, he was the best marksman in the Temple. He would not be shown up byChirrut. He squeezed the trigger and watched as the bolt sailed right pasttower.

The room was silent again, but this time it was not as long.Chirrut was feeling particularly antsy it seemed. “Well?” Chirrut asked whenthe silence had stretched too long for his liking, “Did you hit the tower?”

Baze considered, once more, to lie. It was not a great dayfor Baze’s morality. “No, I did not,” Baze finally said, setting down the lightbow on the bed and folding it up. He forced himself not to look at Chirrut, tonot look at the self-satisfied grin he knew his friend was wearing. He didn’tunderstand, but he did not have to. It was the will of the Force, and the Forcesometimes had a terrible sense of humor. He lifted his light bow and steppedoff the bed, going to the table where their light bows lived and set his downon it.

“So, when are you going to strip?” Chirrut asked brightly. “Iwill have to know when I should ask Master Fendal to supervise.”

Baze turned slowly, leaning back against the table andfinally looking at his friend. Chirrut looked so smug, and Baze could not even blamehim for it. Chirrut had managed to pull something off that Baze had thoughtimpossible, and that was something to be proud of, but Baze could not strip forhis fellow Guardians, could not in front of the acolytes. He needed an out. Athought came in then, a small, nibbling thought. A reminder of words he hadread in a poem, a long time ago. The words whispered in Baze’s ear, remindinghim, and they made his cheeks flush, and his pulse race.

Chirrut was not a fan of silence, and he especially did notlike being ignored when he asked a question, which was becoming far moreevident the longer Baze took to think. “Well?” he asked, trying to hide theangry snap of his words by disguising them as playful, but Baze could stillhear the bite.

“I will do it now,” Baze said simply, pushing through theway his throat felt like closing, pushing through the blush on his cheeks. “Ijust need a moment.”

“Of course,” Chirrut said, and satisfied he leaned back. “Justlet me know when you are ready to go.”

Baze swallowed the knot in his throat down and he moved tountie the belt holding his outer robes closed, shrugging out of them andshedding the rest to the floor as quickly as he could. He felt his cheeks burnmore and was unsure why. He had been naked in front of Chirrut many timesbefore, they had grown up together, they had bathed together. Baze’s plan,however, made the plan seem so much more intimate.

Once naked Baze moved over to the bed, standing in front ofit. “I do not need to go.” Baze said, his voice quiet and the words tried tostick to his throat but he forced them out. It was better to just get this overwith, but that was easier said than done.

Chirrut’s eyebrows came together, and his arms crossed overhis chest. “Baze Malbus, I’ve never known you to be a man who tries to slinkout of an obligation. I am disappointed in you.”

“I’m not,” Baze said and he took a deep breath. “I’m nottrying to get out of this obligation, I am just reinterpreting the meaning ofthis one. You said I had to run naked for the world to see.” Baze reached outand he took Chirrut’s hand, giving it a squeeze and pulling it over. “I willrun, if you want me to… but my entire world is here. And if you want to see ityou may.” He put Chirrut’s hand on his hip, where it stayed, neither squeezingdown or releasing.

Chirrut’s eyebrows were still together, but they weresofter, one a little higher than the other. Baze drew in a breath that did notlow down his quickly beating heart as Chirrut moved his thumb over Baze’s hipbone. Suddenly Chirrut drew his hand away, and before Baze could blink Chirrutwas standing on the bed, walking around Baze and onto the floor. “If you didnot want to do this all you had to do was say so, you do not have to be socruel, Baze Malbus.”

Baze blinked at the spot that Chirrut had been sitting, hismind working through the last few moments slowly. He turned to face Chirrut,watching as the other man put his light bow on the table next to Baze’s,slamming it down enough to make the other light bow jump. “Cruel? Chirrut I don’tunder-“

“Someone told you I’m in love with you,” Chirrut filled in,and his arms crossed over his chest again, pulling them in tight and holdinghis elbows. “Who was it? Gara? Jinelle? Fendal? Tell me so I can spar withthem.”

“None of them… love with me?” Baze wished Chirrut would slowdown, maybe explain himself, but Chirrut was having none of it.

“And I always thought better of you,” Chirrut said, releasingone hand so he could move it over his short cropped hair. “I thought that whenyou found out you would at least have the decency to let me down gently and notmock me, I thought you would-“

Baze placed his hands on Chirrut’s arms and swallowed whenChirrut nearly jumped out of his skin. He gave Chirrut’s arms a gentle squeeze,a silent apology for scaring him. “Chirrut,” Baze said firmly, interrupting therushing thoughts in Chirrut’s head, demanding his full attention. “Chirrut I amnot trying to be cruel, I am trying to tell you that I love you.” He hated theway Chirrut’s face twisted, hated the way Chirrut’s arms tensed up as ifexpecting an attack. Distantly Baze realized he was still naked, but that wouldhave to be addressed later. “I didn’t know you loved me,” Baze said quietly. “Noone told me. I was not trying to mock you. I love you.”

With effort Chirrut’s arms relaxed, his hands fallingslightly, one resting on his shoulder the other above his hip. “You do?”Chirrut asked, in a tone that Baze hand never heard from his friend before. Onanyone else he would have called it timid, but Chirrut was never timid.

“Yes,” Baze said as an answer, and he released Chirrut’sslowly, drawing his fingers along them. “I do not know how anyone could not.You are amazing, and brilliant, and strong and that shot you just made was… itwas impossible and yet you-“ Baze’s words were cut off when Chirrut suddenlysurged forward, pressing his mouth against the side of Baze’s. Baze turned hishead quickly so he could kiss Chirrut, his arms snaking around Chirrut’s chestas he did.

Baze had kissed others, had dated and explored, and he knewChirrut had as well, but none had been like this. He was sure in that moment hewould never want to kiss anyone else again, but he decided to keep that thoughtto himself. He only broke the kiss when Chirrut did, Chirrut who could race upand down the stairs twenty times without breaking a sweat panted in Baze’s armsfrom the simple act of a kiss. Chirrut’s cheeks were flushed in what Baze wassure was a mirror of his own cheeks, and Baze leaned down to kiss one gently,earning himself another grin from Chirrut.

“Say it again,” Chirrut said quietly. His previously pinnedhands moved up and touched over Baze’s shoulders, slid around his chest,finding every peak and valley on his torso.

“I love you,” Baze said quietly and his body shivered asChirrut touched him. It was cold in there, they had left the window wide open,but Baze knew his shivers were not from the cold. “Do you love me?”

“More than words can express,” Chirrut said, and his handsslid down along Baze’s hips, and then around to Baze’s ass, sliding over beforegoing up Baze’s back. “Your whole world, huh? That was pretty smooth, I willadmit.”

“It did not feel smooth,” Baze muttered, allowing his eyesto close as Chirrut pressed and pushed on knots that existed there in themuscles of his back. “The man I was trying to express that to immediatelycalled me cruel.”

“Perhaps that man will get you his Jetora cakes as a tokenof apology…” Chirrut murmured, laying his head on Baze’s shoulder. “Perhapsthat man hopes you will accept his apologies so you can try again, because heloves you.”

“Perhaps he will,” Baze said, giving Chirrut’s chest asqueeze, his own fingers playing with the layers of fabric that still robedChirrut. “And perhaps I will forgive him, with or without the cakes.” Bazeleaned over and kissed Chirrut’s cheek gently, holding Chirrut against hischest.

“Good,” Chirrut said and he nodded, nose brushing againstBaze’s neck as he did. “I am sorry for jumping to conclusions… I am sorry I gotangry so quickly.”

“Your apology is accepted,” Baze answered and he steppedthem back from the table, moving them back towards Baze’s bed and the window.He let go of Chirrut with one arm and hit the panel to close the window. Itreally was cold in there. He could feel Chirrut shaking against his chest andBaze smirked, looking at the top of Chirrut’s head. “Don’t laugh at me.”

“We’re just having this nice, sweet moment and you had tospoil it by closing the window.” Chirrut continued to laugh, turning his headto press his mouth into Baze’s shoulder as he continued to laugh. Baze smirkedand he reached up, moving his hand over Chirrut’s head.

“I’m naked, I got cold.” Baze slid his hand down fromChirrut’s head and he slid it down his back. “Can I get dressed now? And thenmaybe we can lay down? Talk about this?”

“I like that idea…” Chirrut agreed and slowly pulled away,moving past Baze and laying down. “Go ahead, get dressed.”

Baze smiled and he nodded, going and redressing himselfbefore he moved back over to Chirrut and laid down with him, opening his armsfor Chirrut, who took the opportunity to slide up and cuddle against him. Ithad started just like any other day, but ended as the most important one ofBaze’s life.

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