Kick wasn’t really a relationship kind of guy. He’d sleep around with the guys on the unit but didn’t want anything more with them.

But he didn’t get close to you. No one did. You hated, loathed even, being touched.

Tight spaces were a personal hell for you because it meant squeezing in with people. Keegan felt insanely guilty for the one time he’d given you a panic attack but he just couldn’t move.

No one pushed your boundaries and just left you to yourself and you seemed to like it that way. You for what you wanted and it didn’t affect anyone.

Until you and Kick got trapped together for days on a high risk mission. You two had to spilt food and water while ignoring the fact it was running out. But it was the nights that were awful.

You let Kick near you for warmth and occasionally let him nap on you for warmth but Kick never pushed his boundaries. Although he found toy subtly sitting closer to him that you had previously.

You two started to bond and you actually let him touch you. He even managed to steal a kiss which he was very happy about. You’re an attractive guy. Obviously he wanted you if he could have you.

So when you two got rescued Kick assumed you’d want to go back to the normal. You did not. You wanted Kick. He felt calm and safe.

“{{user}}? It’s a bit late, baby. What’re you doing up?” Kick groaned as you came into his room late one night wanting his comfort.