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“I’ll be back.” He said as he left a lingering kiss on your forehead and walking out the room. “Han, I don’t want any of your instant shit, okay?” You managed to let out, hoping he heard you. “C’mon, starshine. Have a lil faith.” He hollered from the kitchen, making you smile faintly before laying back down on your pillow.

After what felt like an eternity , you mustered all your remaining energy to sit up and get out of bed. Clutching Han’s jacket tighter against you, you tread into the hallway of the Falcon and made your way towards the kitchen, in search of Han. When you got there, you can’t help but smile at the sight in front of you; Han Solo, captain of the Millenium Falcon, infamous smuggler, making you a home-cooked meal, sleeves rolled up and evidence of ingredients smudged on his cheek.

“What are you doing out of bed?” Han asked without taking his eyes off the bowl he was holding as he continued mixing whatever it was he was making. “How’d you know I was there? You sure you’re not a Jedi?” You teased. He looks back at you, “You groan with every step you make. I don’t think it takes a Jedi to know.” He answered with a smug smile. “Now sit down before you hurt yourself again. I’m almost done.” He said as he motioned to the small dining booth nearby. “I made you that disgusting tea you like.” He shrugged as he motioned to the mug that rested on the table. You reached for it and carefully took a sip; Tarine tea, your favorite.

You smiled up at Han, “You remembered.”

“Who could forget such a horrible drink?” He said teasingly

“Hey, it’s an acquired taste.”

“Right, whatever you say, sweetheart. But of course I remembered… it’s something you love.” He shrugged, making you smile at him. “Well, thank you. That’s why you’re my favorite.” You whispered before taking another sip of your beverage. Han smiled to himself as he finished up with cooking.

“Here.” He said as he carefully placed a bowl of food in front of you, which honestly smelled and looked delicious. “I’m impressed.” You teased, “Didn’t know you had it in you.”

“Hey now, don’t get cocky with me, starshine.” He chuckled as he poured himself a cup of caf and sliding in and sitting beside you. “Thank you, Han.” You smiled before leaving a soft, lingering kiss on his cheek. You pulled away and laughed when you noticed a speck of dirt on his cheek. You reached up to wipe it away but before you could pull your hand back, he softly grabbed it and kissed your palm. “You’re always welcome, starshine.” He grinned before grabbing your chin and pulling you towards him for another passionate and loving kiss on the lips. As you pulled away, you couldn’t help but go straight to digging in, making Han laugh.

“Han, this is so good.” You moaned in delight, making Han smile at you. “Glad your happy with it, sweetheart.”

“Children, it’s too early in the morning for all this yelling.” Leia sighed as she casually walked past you and Han, completely used to this sight. “What happened this time?” Leia asked as she sat by the booth, watching the two of you, obviously amused.

“He stole the last of my caf grounds!” You told Leia, sounding like a child, at the same time Han spoke,“ And she’s accusing me!”

You and Han looked at each other in silence before going back to another session of bickering. Leia chuckled and shook her head. “What’s going on?” Luke asked as he walked into the main hold from the cockpit. “The usual,” Leia mumbled as she had now moved on to reading the mission files, dodging a flying spoon, the one you just threw at Han.

“Why don’t you ask your loverboy here?!” Han asked tauntingly. “Ask him if he saw where your grounds went.”

You turned to face Luke, his blue eyes twinkling as he looked at you with doe eyes. “Luke, do you know where he hid my caf?" You asked softly, head tilting as you watched him stutter. "I--um, I drank it." He answered in defeat, dropping his head. "I've been meaning to get you a new batch! I promise the moment we have free time." He added as he walked closer to you, softly placing his hands on your hips, making you jump slightly at the feeling. He instantly pulled them away and blushed before looking back down at the cold metal floors of the Falcon.

"Hey, hey It's okay, as long as you enjoyed." You genuinely smiled with a shrug, making Han let out a gasp. "Now this is discrimination. How come it's okay when he drinks it but with me—"

"Because he's Luke and he's cute." You cut Han off as you turned to give him a smirk. He glares at you before sitting beside Leia, letting out a huff.

"Am I not cute?" Han asked, eyes jumping between you and Leia. You two share a look before letting out hearty laughs. You turned around and looked at Luke, who was still blushing like crazy. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to finish your caf. I only realized it was yours by the time I finished my cup. But I promise, I'll get you new ones the moment we're done with this mission—"

"Luke, it's alright." You smiled sweetly as you placed your hand on his cheek, his blue eyes finally looking up. "Do you mean it?" He asked and you nodded. "Of course, I mean it. I was only trying to get a rise out of Han and that'll teach him the next time he thinks and tries to drink from my sta—."

"No, I mean...do you really think I'm cute?"

You looked at him, dumbfounded, completely taken aback by his question. "Yes." You answered after finding the words to say. He smiles before looking back down at his feet. "Hey now, don't get cocky, kid," Han mumbled as he continued sipping on his beverage, making Leia giggle quietly beside him.

“So what’s the plan?” You asked with a yawn as you met with him at the foot of the ramp, watching him scan the surroundings. “We walk in, grab whatever it is that’s so special and get our asses outta here.”

“That’s not really helpful.” You groaned before offering him your cup. “Thanks for this, by the way. You want some? You can have a sip.” You offered. He eyed the cup and you for a moment before softly grabbing it from you, mumbling a thanks.

“Where’s Chewie?” You asked as you looked around for the Wookie. “He’ll stay here and be our backup, in case things go wrong.”

“You mean when things go wrong… Our missions don’t really go smoothly.” You chuckled, making Han look at you. “When did our missions ever go wrong?” He asked with a raised eyebrow. “The last mission we went together, I came back with a broken leg. And the one before that, you got a pretty bad cut from—“

“Okay, fine. But not this time, alright? We need the optimism, starshine.” He said with his infamous lopsided grin. You rolled your eyes, trying to hide the smile. “C’mon, let’s go,” he huffed before tossing the cup aside. “Hey! I told you you to take a sip, not finish it.” You called out as you began walking after him. He turned back and smiled, “Sorry.”

As the two of you began walking down the trail, trying to find a way into the town nearby where the information you needed was located in. “Hey, I’ve been meaning to ask you—“ you stopped when Han put his hand out, making you stop. You looked around, hand immediately hovering over your blaster. He put a finger up to his lips, signaling you to be quiet and you followed, eyes out. You could hear voices of Troopers, as the two of you hid behind a rather large tree. The two of you looked at each other and nodded, immediately knowing what to do.

That was you and Han. You guys didn’t need to communicate verbally, one look was enough… most of the time. But you guys had each other’s backs always, and that was what mattered.

You looked around, trying to find a good vantage point to have a clearer view before having an idea. You quietly climbed a nearby tree and immediately smiled as you holstered your blaster and grabbed your sniper rifle from your back. You looked through the scope, smiling when you had a clear shot of the Imperial scums. You moved a bit and looked for Han who was quietly trying to get nearer for a better shot. He looks up at you and nods with a smile as he aimed at one trooper, while you took the other. With a pull of the trigger, you watched as both troopers fell lifeless on the ground. You re-chambered and immediately took a quick scan around, checking for more troopers before holstering your rifle back.

“Nice shot, starshine.” Han smiled as he walked back to you. “And please, don’t break your leg this time.” He snickered as you began climbing down the tree. “That was your fault by the way.” You laughed as you reached the bottom, in one piece.

“How was that my fault?” He asked, acting offended. “You taunted me.” You answered.

“Yeah, but I didn’t think you would do it. But I gotta admit, the respect was earned.” He laughed as he ruffled your hair, making you glare at him. “Stop doing that.”

“No.”

“It’s annoying.” You whined, making him chuckle. “I know, that’s why I do it.”

“You spend too much time with Luke, you’re starting to whine like him.”

You rolled your eyes as you followed after him once again. “You’re annoying.” You grumbled. “Yeah, but I know you love it.” He teased. You rolled your eyes once again but smiled because he was right. As you continued down the trail that led to town, you couldn’t help but shiver at the morning breeze. “It sure is cold.” Han glanced over at you before sighing. “Don’t I always tell you to bring your coat? You get cold instantly.” He grumbled as he began removing his and handing it over to you.

“I didn’t think I needed it.” You replied he helped you slide it on as you focused on moving your blasters. “Sometimes, I think you forget you’re from that desert planet.” He added as he helped you fold one of the sleeves that were obviously longer than your arms while you worked on the other. “I don’t know how you and Luke survived on that rock.” He chuckled as you fixed his jacket to fit you better. “Thank you.” You smiled up at him, earning a wink from him as he turned around to continue on your way.

As you were about to follow after him, you felt something cold against the back of your head. “Don’t move.” An unfamiliar voice ordered as they threw their hand around your neck, pulling you close to them as they now aimed their blaster at the trees nearby. Your eyes searched for Han, trying to make sure he wasn’t being held captive the same way you were. “Alright, asshole.” You grumbled as he tightened his grip on you. “I’m not going anywhere.” You spat as the Trooper now began aiming at Trees, probably trying to find Han.

“Shut up, you rebel scum.” He snapped back. You rolled your eyes and groaned as you used the talking as a distraction to get a hold of your blaster that was tucked under your coat. You finally got a hold of it but before you could do anything, you heard Han from behind.

“Get away from her.” Han growled before hearing a thud and feeling the arm leave your neck. You turned around, blaster aimed at the trooper that was now on the ground. “No one touches her while I’m around.” Han spat as he kicked their helmet. “You alright?”He asked, looking at you. You looked up at Han, “Thank you…but I had that.”

“Sure you did.” He smiled as he holstered his blaster and dragged you along with him. “But that’s three you owe me, starshine.” He chuckled, making you look up at him with wide eyes. “Three?! When did it become three?”

“One for the caf, two for the coat and three for saving your ass.”

You gasped, looking at him in disbelief. He laughed, “I’m just messing with you. But I did just save your life, sweetheart. The other two I did because I…wanted to.”

You smiled at him, it was rare for Han Solo to show his true emotions, always trying to hide it with Sarcasm, Smugness and his male bravado but under all that, was a genuinely nice and sweet guy. He had a heart, sometimes dumb and reckless but his intention’s there and that was more than enough for you. You felt really lucky being able to witness the true Han.

“But hey, I saved your life multiple times too!” You teased.

Han chuckled, “Fine, we’ll settle that when we get back. First, let’s do what we were sent for and then argue about it on the way back.” Han grinned smugly. “I want to get out of this place as soon as possible.” He sighed, “It’s cold.”

“I don’t understand. How did you confuse shampoo and hair dye?” You asked, finally turning around to look back at Han. “The bottle was blue!” Han defended, throwing his hands up in the air. “Yeah, because it’s blue hair dye.” You said matter-of-factly.

“His shampoo bottle is blue too.”

“Han, do you ever read the contents of the bottle?” You asked with a laugh. He dropped his head, “I assumed it was the right one.”

You let out a laugh before turning around once more to look at Ben. “Oh my sweet Ben, what do we do with you? Although, gotta admit, it fits him don’t you think?” You smiled as you carefully picked up Ben who let out a squeal. “You’re not helping.” Han groaned as he ran a hand down his face. You chuckled before leaving a kiss on Ben’s temple, making him snuggle up against you.

“I have a question for you though, laserbrain. Did you ever think to stop when you saw his hair turning blue?”

“I did, starshine.” Han started sarcastically, making you playfully roll your eyes at him. “But when I rinsed it off, well, it was too late— Now my son looks like Max Rebo.” Han groaned before plopping down on the couch. “Leia’s going to kill me.”

“Why is Leia going to kill you?” Luke’s voice asked from behind as he entered the room. “I came as soon as I got the com. Is everything alright? What happened?” He asked once again, his voice laced with obvious concern. “Oh, everything’s alright, just a small problem.” You giggled before turning around with Ben. You laughed when you saw Luke’s expression change; the concern and worry leaving and instantly replaced by amusement.

“Ben?” Luke called out as he slowly made his way over to you both. “What did they do to you?” Luke laughed, eyeing you and Han. “Don’t look at me, it was all him. No one else but Han.” You smiled, motioning to the man of the hour who was slumped against the couch, head in his hands. “Well, I certainly did not expect to see this.” Luke smiled before looking at you, leaning in to give you a quick chaste kiss on the lips.

“So, are you two going to help me or stand there and mock me?” Han asked with a sigh. You and Luke share a look before smiling and looking back at your favorite nerfherder. “We will help but I cannot promise I won’t mess with you from time to time.” You answered, handing Ben to Luke who happily wrapped his arms around his nephew. “Although, I don’t see how you expect us to help you, Han.” Luke pointed out while running a hand through Ben’s blue hair.

“I was thinking maybe you could, I don’t know, use that mind trick thing you guys do, on Leia.” Han shrugged. You scoffed, “On Leia’s behalf, I’m offended you’d even think that would work on her.”

“I don’t even know how it works!” Han exclaimed as he started pacing once again. Luke laughed as he gave Ben a small bounce, making the boy laugh. “Or, maybe we could just shave his head.” You suggested with a shrug, making both men look at you. “What?”

“I don’t think that will make things any better, my love.” Luke chuckled. “I think Leia would prefer coming home to a bald baby than a Max Rebo.

“She’ll kill me.” Han groaned, shaking his head. You turned to look at him. “I think she’ll kill you either way, Han.”

“You sure know how to make things better.” Han said sarcastically, making you laugh. “Just being honest.”

“Oh grow up.”

“Said the man who mixed up blue hair dye and his son’s shampoo.”

“It was an honest mistake!”

You were about to make another teasing comment but was stopped by Luke. “Okay you two, that’s enough. Why don’t we focus on the task at hand? Could we possibly re-dye his hair with black?” Luke asked. At this point, the constant back and forth between the three of you had Ben laying his head on his uncle’s shoulder, sleep obviously trying to take over.

Han pointed a finger at Luke, “Yes. That’s it. I can run to the store and buy some black dye.”

You shook your head as you hopped onto the kitchen counter that was nearby. “No, that’ll ruin his hair. We don’t even know how strong the blue one is, just imagine adding more?” Luke nodded, agreeing with you. Han dropped his hand, convinced by your point. “Can’t you guys use your magic to change his hair?”

“Han, how do you think we Jedis work?” Luke asked, holding back laughter as to not wake Ben up who had given in and was now fast asleep in his Uncle’s arms. Han shook his head, “I don’t know, you tell me, kid.”

You watched Luke as he carefully shifted the boy in his arms, cradling the back of his head before leaving a soft kiss on his forehead. You smiled sweetly, enjoying the sight in front of you. You couldn’t help but start imagining a future where the two of you start a family; to have a child with him would be amazing because you just know he’d be such an amazing father and oh how you’d want to be there to witness it all.

“Okay, maybe a hat. We could buy him a hat.” Luke suggested as he now carefully place sleeping Ben back in his crib. “I don’t think that would hide his hair forever, love.” You teased, making Luke nod agreeingly. “Come on, there has to be something.” Han pleaded. You and Luke share a laugh, “I think our best bet is to come clean. Like you said, it was an honest mistake.”

Han dropped his head in defeat, knowing well enough there was no other choice. Luke walked into the kitchen and grabbed himself a drink. “Just know, if ever you need a place to stay, we have extra room and we’d be more than happy to take you in.” Luke teased, making Han roll his eyes. “I say we shave his head. He’d be a cute bald baby.” You added once more, pushing for your initial plan. “No way I’m letting you mess with my son’s hair.”

“Fine then, because that’s all the solutions I can think of at the moment.” You sighed before eyeing Luke who stood in front of you, sipping on a cold glass of blue milk. You watched for a few seconds, starting to crave— and as if he knew exactly what you were thinking, which he probably did, he handed you the rest of his drink with a smile. You happily accepted and took a few sips yourself. “I have no idea how you guys like that stuff.” Han started. “Leia keeps a kriff ton of that for you both but I just don’t get it.”

“And I love her for that. It’s a beverage for people with taste—thank you very much.” You grinned before handing the glass back to Luke. He downed what’s left and giggled as he reached up to wipe your milk-mustache off.

“Han? I’m home.” Leia’s voice greeted from the door, making the three of you look her way with wide eyes. “You’re home early.” Han gasped, making you look at him with a crooked smile.

“Yeah, the meeting ended early—Oh! I didn’t know you two were here. Is this my surprise welcoming party?” She asked with a grin. You snickered while Luke cleared his throat, stopping himself from bursting out in laughter. “We were just about to leave, actually. Just wanted to check in on Han and Ben, that’s all. Welcome home.” Luke smiled as he gave his sister a hug and a kiss on the cheek; you doing the same.

“Don’t you two want to stay for dinner? I have so many stories to tell you all.” She said as Luke downed his drink and wiping his mouth with his sleeve. “We can do that another day, perhaps tomorrow? For now, we’ll let the three of you catch up.” Luke grinned as Han shook his head vigorously as he stood behind Leia, “Oh okay, I won’t force you both.” She smiled tiredly.

Luke reached for your hand and motioned for the door. You nodded with a smile before looking back at Han and mouthed a sorry. He glared at you which made you stifle in a laugh harder.

You and Han quite the unique relationship. Anyone who didn’t know you and on a personal level would think you two despised each other but to those who did, would know that you and Han always had each other’s back…despite the constant teasing and messing with each other. He was like the brother you never had, never really asked for but you were extremely glad to have.

You and Luke rushed out the Solo residence just before Leia could give Han a mouthful.

“Poor Han,” Luke chuckled as you two began walking down the halls, making your way towards the elevators. “Yeah, but that’s what he gets for not reading. That’ll teach him a lesson.” You grinned.

“I promise you, I won’t accidentally dye our child’s hair like that.” Luke said, making you stop dead in your tracks. Luke looks at you, eyes wide as he realized what he had just said. “I didn’t mean— I just… sorry, I didn’t mean to say that out loud… I’m sorry.” Luke apologized anxiously as he stared at the floor.

“… You want to have a child with me?” You asked quietly, making him look up at you, his blue eyes glistening under the faint hallway lights. “No one else.” He whispered softly. You stared at him, not knowing what words to say but one thing’s for sure, you wanted the same damn thing.

You jumped slightly at the feeling of soft fabric being draped over your shoulders, you looked behind you and saw Luke standing there, smiling softly at you. "Thank you." You mumbled, eyes darting back to the floor. "You're always welcome, starlight." He whispered before leaning in to leave a soft, lingering kiss on your cheek. You leaned against his touch, letting his warmth embrace you, instantly calming you down. You close your eyes for a moment, basking in his presence, thankful. As he was about to pull away, you reached for his hand, making him look at you. You shook your head and he nodded before going over to stand in front of you. He cups your face in between his hands, his thumb lazily stroking your tear-stained cheek. You stare into his blue eyes, eyes that made you feel right at home. "I'm right here if you need me." He whispers as he leans down to leave a kiss on your forehead. "You'll always have me." He adds before pulling away slightly and grazing your lip with his thumb. You nod as he leans down once more, this time to give you a tender but passionate kiss on the lips. He caressed your cheek as he pulled away. "If you want to talk about it, I'm here. Always."

Luke, being the sweetheart he is, decided to take a seat on another smaller supply crate beside yours, giving you some space as he watched you.

"Why aren't you in bed?" You asked quietly, trying to strike up a conversation. Luke shrugged, "You weren't with me."

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be, my love." He smiled. "I understand. I hope it's okay if I keep you company here instead, till you're ready to head to bed."

You nod and he smiles before glancing at your hand, the one you've been hiding from him. "May I see your hand?" He asked and you knew you couldn't avoid it any longer so you gave in, showing him your badly gashed hand. Luke sighed, wincing slightly at your wound and you shrugged. "It's not as bad as it looks."

"I've heard that before." Luke chuckled as he carefully set your hand back down and stood up from his seat. "I'll be right back, I think I have a spare medkit in my X-wing." You nodded quietly, grabbing the blanket as it slowly started to slide off your shoulders. You waited quietly as Luke rushed towards his ship that was parked not that far from yours. You took the time to look around the now-empty Hangar, usually filled with the hustle and bustle of people. It was odd seeing the place so quiet. For now. Your eyes snapped up when you heard quite the loud thunk that echoed along with quiet swearing. You scrunched your eyebrows and leaned towards the side, trying to look for Luke.

"Luke?" You called out as you finally saw him walking back to you, hand rubbing the side of his head. You smiled softly, "Did you hit your head?"

"No..." He answered as he placed the medkit on a nearby crate before walking over to stand in front of you, smiling. You laughed and shook your head before burying your face into his chest, inhaling his scent. "I love hearing you laugh." He whispered as he began tending to your wound, carefully reaching for your hand once more. You nodded quietly, as you swallowed hard to keep the tears from crashing down. You stayed like that for a few moments, crying quietly. Luke would stop fiddling every with your hand every now and then to rub your back lovingly.

You felt Luke leave a small kiss on your hand before placing a finger under your chin and making you look up at him. "All done." He smiled softly, thumbs caressing your cheeks as his big hands now cupped your face. You nodded, "Thank you." "Anything for you, my love."

You nodded and scooted aside, giving him space to join you on the supply crate you were on. He accepted the offer and snuggled up to you, pulling you close as you draped the blanket over him. The two of you sat in silence as you stared at your X-Wing which was parked in front of you. You looked at him and ran a hand through his hair, feeling him instantly lean against you. "What're you doing?" He mumbled as you began massaging. "Trying to feel for bumps. You hit your head pretty hard back there. You could've awoken the entire base." You teased as you ran your hands through it once more before pulling away. He chuckled and nuzzled into your hair as you sunk into him, loving the warmth.

“Feeling better?” Luke asked quietly, leaving a soft kiss on the top of your head and tightening his hold on you. You nodded and felt your eyes get heavier by the second. “We should head to bed.” But before you could move, Luke stopped you by pulling you onto his lap, making you wrap your arms around his neck. You took a quick glance around the hangar, checking if anyone was around. Thankfully, at this time of the night, this place was empty. “Five more minutes. Let me hold you and then we can head back to bed.” He mumbled as he buried his face into your neck. You smiled when you felt him leave small kisses here and there. You sighed contentedly, knowing well enough you could stay there forever.

“I love you.” You both say at the same time, making the two of you look at each other. You burst out laughing before leaning your forehead against his, rubbing your nose ever so lightly against each other. He gives you a quick but passionate, filled-with-all-his-love kiss on the lips. You ran a hand through his hair once more when you pulled away.

“Luke…” you called out after moments of silence.

“Hm?” He answered sleepily as he found his way back into your neck, nuzzling up to you like some sort of dog.

“I just remembered… aren’t we supposed to be on patrol duty tonight?” You asked, finally pulling away to look down at him. You laughed when Luke’s eyes widened. Without saying a word, the two of you jump from your seats and rush down to General Dodonna, hand in hand, laughing.

Luke opened his eyes and immediately sat up at the sound of Artoo’s whistles. “Oh hey, Artoo.” Luke smiles faintly as he runs a hand down his face. “Yeah, I’m okay. Was just resting. Where’s Grogu? Is he asleep?” He asked as the droid began rolling away. “I’ll head back soon, I’ll just finish up here.” Luke said, smiling as Artoo replied with a series of beeps and whistles. When the droid was out of earshot, Luke lets out a sigh as his eyes focused on the sunset in front of him. He smiles faintly at the dream he had before looking at the empty spot beside him— your spot. “Oh, my love.” He calls out quietly as he lays back down onto the grass. “You would’ve loved this view.” He added as he looked beside him, as if you were there with him. “I’m so sorry.” He added quietly as a single tear trickled down his cheek.

It’s been years since he lost you. After the battle of Endor and when the Empire found out that you were force-sensitive, they made it a point to separate the two of you as their last try at taking down the Rebellion. He tried saving you— he did all he can but it was not enough. Presumed dead, Luke felt like his heart was ripped out of his chest, when he saw you laying there, lifeless. He wanted to run to you, hold you one last time but they had to go; he had to go. Han was pulling him into the Falcon before the Empire could get to them.

“Luke, go.”

“No, I’m not leaving you.” Luke hissed, the Skywalker stubbornness coming out. You shook your head, “I wasn’t asking. Luke— they want you not me. They get they’re hands on you, they win. We didn’t work and fight our asses off for them to win. You know that, more than anyone. We worked so hard to fight and we can’t let all that go.”

Luke shook his head, “No, there has to be another way.” You sighed as you took his face in between your hands. “You know there’s no other way, my love.” You smiled faintly as you examined his face, possibly for the last time ever. “We cannot let them win.” You said before leaning in to give him a passionate kiss. His hands snaked their way around your hips and pulled you close, as close as he possibly could. You felt his tongue swipe over your lower lip as your hand found its way to massage the back of his head. You didn’t want this to end, you wanted to stay in his arms forever. When you two pulled away, foreheads touching, you leaned in and gently rubbed your nose against his, him doing the same. “”I love you, Luke Skywalker. Now go be that Master Jedi we all need. I’m rooting for you. Always.” You smiled as you pulled away, tears threatening to spill form your eyes. He looked at you one last time as Han marched over. “Alright kids, as much as I don’t want to ruin this moment, we have to go. Now.”

You nodded. “Han, please take Luke. I’ll buy you some time.” You said as Han furrowed his brows. “Nuh-uh, you’re coming with us.” Han argued. “Han, I’m not playing games. Take Luke and go.” You ordered, voice firm. Han had become a big brother to you over the years. The brother you never had but always wanted. Sure, he was annoying but you were thankful for him anyways. You could see it in his face that he didn’t want to leave but he knew that this was what needed to be done. “Now go.” You ordered as you unhooked your lightsaber and igniting it. Han grabbed Luke’s arm and escorted him down the hallway.

Luke could remember it vividly. Like it was ingrained in his head forever. He remembers watching helplessly as you graciously sliced through Troopers and deflected their blasters, all on your own. The way you used the force so effortlessly is a sight he will never forget. Between the two of you, you were always the fast learner.

But then everything happened so fast. Luke was still trying to process everything happening around him when the explosion happened. He remembered stumbling forward as the floor shook. How Han was yelling for the rest of the rebels to fall back. Luke didn’t care if his ears rang or if he was bleeding, he was busy looking back to see if you were okay. When he did, his knees almost gave in when he saw you laying there, bruised and bloody. He screamed for you as Han dragged him into the Falcon. His heart broke into a million pieces as Han jumped into hyperdrive. He sat there, staring blankly as he felt like half of himself was taken away; and that's exactly what they did to him.

Luke now stared at the sky, littered with millions of stars, wishing you were right there with him, in his arms once again. Thinking of how much easier rebuilding a Jedi Order would be if you were by his side. He was deep in thought when the loud sound of a starship entered the atmosphere. He sat up and watched as an unfamiliar ship plummeted into the nearby forest. Luke jumped up onto his feet and ran toward the ship to investigate.

As he ducked under fallen trees, he could see the ship in the distance, enveloped in smoke. He carefully approached, lightsaber in hand as he used the force to search for any kind of life forms but felt...nothing. With brows furrowed, he holstered his saber before walking closer to the ship to examine. And that's when he felt it.

His eyes went wide when he felt the familiar presence, the same presence that gets his knees buckling and heart racing and swelling with so much love. Never in a million years did Luke ever think he would feel that again. "No, it can't be." He whispered to himself as he desperately looked around, looking for a familiar face; looking for you, the love of his life.

He turned around and was immediately tackled down, lightsaber inches away from his neck. Unfazed, he looks up at you and could not believe his eyes. There you were, on top of him, alive and breathing, holding a lightsaber dangerously close to his face. He watched as realization hit your face, and your eyes softened as you studied his face. "L-Luke?" You squeaked, immediately deactivating your saber. You got off of him, making him immediately sit up. The two of you sat there, staring at each other, trying to process what was happening.

And without another word, the two of you tackled each other, this time with a tight embrace. Luke immediately buried his face into your shoulder as he pulls you to sit on his lap, trembling slightly as he felt the emotions wash over him. He wrapped his arms tightly around your waist as you rested your chin on top of his head, holding as tight. Luke shook his head, trying to convince himself that this was not a dream but reality. "Maker, I missed you so much." You whispered into his hair as you left a kiss on top of his golden brown hair. He nodded, agreeing as he peppered your shoulder and neck with kisses. You smiled, tears now brimming your eyes as you pulled away to look at him one more time.

"You're alive. How? I don't understand. I saw you that day— If only I've known, I would have—" He started to ramble but was cut off as you crashed your lips onto his. You smiled when you felt him melt into you, hands gripping your waist tightly. You cupped his face, soaking up the feel of him. Your hand massaged the back of his head, gripping his hair ever so lightly, making him whimper in return. Your tongues danced effortlessly with each other as you held onto each other for dear life. In need of air, the two of you finally pulled away, foreheads resting against each other. Luke leans in and rubs his nose against yours lightly, making you giggle as tears now freely fall from the both of you. You pulled away and took the time to examine his face intently. You reach up to wipe a tear as it trickled down his cheek, smiling when you see him lean against you. 5 years have gone by since you've last seen him and although he grew a bit older and some things may have changed, he was still your beautiful, blue-eyed, whiny, blue milk loving farmboy.

He was the reason why you survived all those years with the Empire, the thought of him was what you held onto as they did unimaginable things to you, trying to convince you to join their side. You told yourself that on the day you two finally reunite, you would thank him for being the hope in a time of despair; the light in a time of darkness for you.

"Thank you." You whispered, leaving a soft kiss just above his ear. He shuddered before pulling away to look at you, brows furrowed, making you laugh. "For what, my love?" He asked, "There's nothing to thank me for. I... I failed to save you, to rescue you. I should've returned for you, if only I had known—" You playfully roll your eyes before kissing him to shut him up. "You've done enough, love. You've done so much, please believe me." You added, as you cupped his face once again, giving him a quick peck. The moon now stood high, perfectly hitting Luke's face, giving you a perfect view. "Luke, are you... blushing?" You asked with a smile and he immediately looks away. "No."

"Maker, you still blush when we kiss!" You tease, laughing as you two began to get up from the ground. "I am not! It's just—"

"Don't you dare say it's sunburn, Skywalker." You smiled, wincing as you stood up, the adrenaline beginning to die down and the pain coming back. "Also, you think you have bacta patches to spare? I think I'll need a kriff ton of em." You sighed as you felt that you still could not put any weight on your leg. Luke throws your arm over his shoulder as an arm slid around your waist, pulling you close to him. "Whatever you need, my starlight, I will give. Let me take care of you."

You looked at him, only to see him admiring you with so much love, no point in arguing. You nodded, leaning into him, letting him guide you back.

"Also, where are we?"

Luke smiled as he stopped in his tracks, making you look up at him. You could tell he was still in disbelief that you were right there with him again. Kriff, you were too. "Home. You're home." He continues as he brings a hand up to caress your cheek before leaning down to give you another passionate kiss. "Welcome home, my love." He whispered.