⋆⭒˚.⋆ Luke returns after a patrol gone wrong. After holding it in so long, both you and him can’t stop yourselves from confessing your feelings.
a/n: this is just fluffy with maybe some teeny tiny moment of angst, implied fem!reader, luke is a cutie. leia and reader kiss (instead of luke iykyk), takes place at the start of TESB. english is not my first language, please don’t be afraid to like, reblog and/or comment!! 💌
The first time you had met Luke was on Tatooine, after Leia instructed you to accommodate both R2-D2 and C-3PO in an escape pod to ensure the message she recorded securely made it’s way to Obi-Wan. You still remember it not feeling fair that you left Leia behind on the ship that day.
When you eventually woke up after passing out during the landing, you found yourself in a desert with both droids not anywhere in sight, only the seemingly endless sight of the warm sand of Tatooine.
After tracking Artoo’s location on a tablet that was barely hanging on, you made your way towards Mos Eisley where you reunited with Artoo and Threepio, the two of them waiting outside the Cantina and spouting something about Obi-Wan and a certain Master Luke.
Walking inside and making an acquaintance with Obi-Wan, explaining your position, a boy around your age walked up to you two. The first thing you noticed were his bright blue eyes, partly covered by his shaggy golden hair. He quickly avoided your gaze when he noticed you staring, instead favoring to stare at the ground until Master Kenobi introduced the two of you.
Ever since that day, rescuing Leia, almost dying together in a garbage compactor, and worrying about him while he was out destroying the death star, you and Luke had grown impossibly close. You both instantly found comfort with one another, him confiding in you and you doing the same in return. Comforting each other after nightmares, eating breakfast, lunch and dinner together on base, him teaching you to fly his X-Wing, or at least try to.
Now, about three years later, the rebellion had relocated to Hoth. Living on a planet like Hoth, famous for its freezing climate, made surviving on base with minimal supplies considerably harder.
You were currently stood next to Leia, discussing future plans and reviewing some reports from the day before. After talking strategies, you moved over to a monitor, planning on checking said reports when you’r interrupted by a call of your name. Turning your head, you see Han making his way over to you, a frown visible on his face. You knew he wasn’t very fond of the brutal temperatures.
“Commander Solo.” you acknowledge as he comes to stand beside you, hands on his hips. You and Leia had decided to send him, along with others, including Luke, on an expedition to search for any signs of life.
Hab begins talking, “No signs of life out there. We placed the sensors, so you’ll know if something’s out there.”
You nod along in appreciation and confirmation, before your thoughts drift to one specific rebel. “Has Luke come in yet?”
A knowing smirk grew on Han’s face. “No. He’s checking out a meteorite that hit near him.”
Han knew about the obvious crush Luke had on you, and could only assume that you were just as affected by him. He often tried to nudge Luke along, teasing him when one day he’d asked him for some girl advice. And for you, it was clear to Han that you cared about Luke more than anyone else on the rebel base, even if you’ve never said it out loud.
Hours had passed. After Han told you he needed to leave, you’d quickly busied yourself again. Then, it turned out that Luke was still missing and Han had gone after him.
You were currently standing in the main hangar, hoping for any signs of the boys before you had to close the doors for the night. But things weren’t looking good so far. You turn to Leia, who’s face is mirroring your worried expression, even if a tad more hidden. “Do you think they’ll make it back in time?” you ask, your voice quiet.
She gives you a small smile in return. “We can only hope they will.”
Although that weren’t the words you had wanted to hear, you agreed with her. You nodded quietly, attempting to reassure yourself and her. You wondered where they were now. Were they save? Already on their way back? Was Luke hurt?
Your thought are interrupted to an approaching lieutenant, informing both you and Leia that all pilots had returned and that the shield doors must be closed for the night. Your breath catches in your throat at his words. Realistically, you knew that them not making it back on time was the probable outcome, though you had hope that they would both safely make their way back to you and Leia. That you could scold Luke for his reckless behavior, then throw your arms around him in a much needed hug.
After Leia said the final words and the doors closed until the next morning, she turned to you, reaching for your hand to drag you back into the real world and out of your thoughts. “Come on.” she gently guides you to walk alongside her. “You’re really worried about Luke, huh?”
You swallow tightly as you place one foot after the other, mindlessly walking next to her. “I‘m worried about them both.”
A small knowing smile makes it’s way to her lips, but she doesn’t say anything. To her it has always been clear that you and Luke were meant for each other. She had often tried to push either one of you to make a move, but Luke would blush and stumble on his words and you would strictly avoid confrontation.
“Get some rest, alright?” Leia demands more than suggests with a light squeeze to your hand, before letting go. “We will need it.”
You depart with a nod, sending her one last look before you continue the walk to your room, towards the barracks on base.
The second you had woken up the next morning, you had gotten ready rather quickly before rushing to the main hanger in hopes to join a search party. That didn’t go as planned, instead you were assigned to some maintenance work, seeing you would be more useful staying at the base.
An hour later, you were on your way back to the main hanger when your comlink buzzed. Fumbling a bit, you managed to grasp it in your hand as you press the button to connect you to the other line. Quickly staring your name and rank, you wait for a response.
To your surprise, it’s a familiar voice that sounds through the comlink. It’s Leia, almost shouting your name. “Where are you? Nobody knew how where you were?”
“I‘m on my way back to the main hangar. What’s wrong?” you question, picking up your pace.
Leia lets out a small breath. “We found them. They’re back.”
Your eyes widen is surprise, and a feeling of relief settles across your body, your shoulders dropping. “Where are they now? Are they okay?”
“Han is with Chewie right now. He’s okay.” She’s quiet after that, and you can feel the tension in the silence. “Luke was pretty banged up. He’s in the medbay right now. He’s still being treated.”
Then tension flows back into your body at her words. “I‘m on my way.” you state, quickly picking up your pace again.
You can hear Leia let out a sigh at the other end of the line. “They said we’re not allowed-” But you cut her off, not thinking as you redirect your route to the medbay. “I have to go.”
You shut off the comlink, shoving it back into your pocket. You’re usually one to follow orders, but this time you can’t wait. You just have to be there for him, need to see him and check that he’s really okay.
Your steps quickened until you were basically running, rushing past other rebels going on with their day, some shooting you questioning looks.
When you arrive at the medbay you rush in, looking around, you scan every face until there’s one you recognize. It’s a medic you’ve gotten to know over the years, eating lunch with her sometimes or going for a night walk and talking about your days. You quickly call her name and she turns to face you from where she had previously been arranging medical supplies on a cart.
You walk over to her until your standing face to face and she greet you with a smile. “I assume you’re here to see Luke?”
Your expression becomes sheepish as you realize how desperate you must look right now, hair wind blown and face slightly flushed from running from end of the base to the other. As you give her a confirming nod she leads you to the door leading to his room. “I think it’s okay if you’ll go in now. He’s awake.”
You nod along, squeezing your hands into first to stop the eagerness rushing through your body. “Thank you.”
She nods comfortingly with a small smile. “I‘ll tell Leia and Han.” With that, she turns and walks away, and you take that as your sign to finally enter Luke’s room.
You spot him, slouched against the upper part of the bed, his head snapping up at the sound of someone entering. Before he can say anything, realizing that it’s you, you’ve already thrown your arms around him, awkwardly leaning down in a hug, careful not to hurt him anymore.
He lets out a small huff, his mouth tilting up in a smile as he returns the hug. When you pull back, you look at his face, and it’s then that you spot his injuries. There’s countless cuts across his face, some bigger than others, his right eye slightly swollen, the skin already bruising with color. You’re too scanning his face to notice the blush that shows up on his cheeks as he avoids you’re gaze.
“You’re so stupid.” you swat at his arm. You try to keep a stern expression, but it softens the moment he meets your gaze. “What happened to you?”
“Got attacked by a Wampa.” he explains. At your shocked expression, he smiles sheepishly. “How did you manage to survive that?” you question in disbelief. The only answer you revive is an awkward shrug. You shake your head in disbelief, but also slight amusement. Only Luke could shrug a Wampa attack off the way he did just now.
You’re interrupted by Threepio and Artoo entering the room behind you, both energetically expression their joy of his wellbeing. They’re quickly followed by Han and Leia.
You’re relived to see Han as well, watching as he heads straight for Luke, kneeling down to speak to him. “How are you feeling, kid? You don’t look so bad to me. In fact, you look strong enough to pull ears off a Gundark.”
“Thanks to you.” Luke responds.
“That’s two you owe me, junior.” Han spoke, holding up two fingers for emphasis. He then turned away from Luke to face you with a smile, ruffling your hair like he did usually. “Hey, you.”
You nudge his arm away with a playful glare. Both you and Luke watch as Han and Leia go on, sharing sarcastic comments and bantering, Han smugly explaining that Leia confessed her true feelings to him. Yours and Luke’s eyes widen at that, sharing a small, knowing look with each other before turning back to face the spectacle that was taking place right in front of your eyes.
After them throwing backhanded compliments at one another, Han turns to you with a smirk after Leia called him scruffy looking. “I must have hit pretty close to the mark to get her all riled up like that, huh?”
Your eyes widen at Hans provocative statement, before focusing them on Leia, watching as her face turns from fuming to a smug smile. “Why, I guess you don’t know everything about women yet.”
With that, Leia strutted across the room confidently, all eyes on her. To everyone’s surprise, and most of all yours, she approaches you, grabbing your face and kissing you right on the lips.
Before you can give any kind of reaction, Leia pulls away and struts out the room. Your mouth is left hanging open. You don’t notice the look shared between Luka and Han, but confused, surprised and somehow not at the same time.
“Take it easy.” Han advices Luke as he turns to leave, Threepio and Artoo following behind him, leaving only you and Luke.
Realizing what just happened, you turn to face Luke, finding an unreadable expression on his face. It wasn’t that he was mad, or even entitled to, but he was… confused.
“You never told me you were into Leia. Or girls, in general.” Luke states with a small smile, although you can tell there a twinkle of hurt in his eyes, his hope for a chance with you diminished right in front of his eyes.
“I‘m- what?” you interrupt yourself, still extremely confused by what just transpired. He just shoots you another solemn smile, avoiding your gaze. “It’s okay.”
You shake your head, a small laugh escaping you as you near him, sitting down on the edge of his bed. “I‘m not into girls, Luke.”
“You’re not.” he states it as a question.
“I‘m not… or at least not into Leia.” you shrug. You take a deep breath, swallowing once before you let bravery overcome you and grab his hand, holding it tightly in yours. “There’s only one person I‘m really into.”
His eyes widen as he hears your words, hope rushing back into his body as his blood rushes up to his cheeks. “There is?” he asks hopeful, desperately hoping he’s correct in assuming that it’s him you’re talking about.
Before you can overthink anymore, you place your hand on the side of his face, leaning forward until you feel his lips against yours. The kiss is soft, his lips pressing against yours with light, enjoyable pressure. It doesn’t last too long (longer than with Leia), but both of you are smiling shyly at one another after pulling away.
As you’re about to break the silence, a loud announcement sounds through the speakers, calling all headquarters personnel to report to the command center.
Luke and you know that it’s your que to leave, so you press a quick kiss onto his cheek, just barely grazing the corner of his mouth. With another squeeze to his hand, you stand. “We’ll talk later.” you promise, then turn to leave the medbay.
Luke throws his head back into his pillow, a cheesy smile on his face as he thinks back to how your lips felt on his.
