mr. djarin needs a hug

maybe someone caught din by surprise, or maybe he was outnumbered. maybe somebody guns him down, right through his back.

maybe luke sees, maybe his heart sinks when it does. maybe his chest feels so tight when he breaks out into a run, maybe he swears he’s the one who’s been shot.

maybe when he throws himself down at din, he’s gasping through the modulator. maybe there’s blood, maybe it’s all over luke’s hands. maybe luke holds his hand over the exit wound, but maybe he knows it won’t do a thing.

maybe din, through shuddering, rapid breaths, puts his hand over luke’s, and maybe he says, “my helmet.”

“what? what about your helmet?” maybe luke asks, stumbling over his words.

maybe din takes a deep breath, and maybe he inhales sharply from the pain in his chest as he croaks, “please, i want to see.”

maybe luke stares, and then maybe he nods. with shaky hands, maybe luke reaches to pull off the beskar helmet.

maybe blood is trailing down din’s chin. maybe his eyes don’t leave luke’s, and maybe he tries his hardest to smile at him. maybe he opens his mouth to speak, but maybe he has to swallow back the blood.

maybe luke strains out, “what is it?” maybe he fights back tears, but when he blinks, maybe a few spill out anyway. maybe his cheeks and his eyes burn hot with terror.

“i just wanted to see you,” maybe din shakes out. maybe he breathes in hard and slow, and maybe his hand squeezes luke’s limp one reassuringly. maybe din’s breathing worsens, hoarse and struggling. maybe he frowns and shuts his eyes, licking his dry, bloody lips. “tell him... the k-kid...”

maybe luke nods through the tears that just won’t stop falling. maybe he sniffles, and even lets out a weak sob. “i will. i’ll tell him you love him. i’ll tell him everything.”

maybe din’s lips slowly widen into a faint smile, and maybe his eyes flutter shut. maybe he nods, once, twice, and then he’s still. maybe his face relaxes.

maybe luke freezes. maybe luke’s heart beats louder and louder with every passing millisecond. maybe he nudges din, and then maybe a panicked shout rips through his throat. maybe he pulls din’s heavy body up to his chest and cries against him, not caring about the blood on his robes.

maybe he puts his lips to din’s cheek, kissing him and trying to hold onto his warmth. maybe he sobs over and over again, “i love you, i love you, i love you so much, i love you...”

of course, by the time luke establishes yavin 4 as the second-hand jedi temple, it’s been at least another year since the end of season two, so about 10/11 ABY. (because he starts training ben in what, 10 ABY?)

din likes the temple. it’s old and radiates power. the more he learns of the Jedi Order and the Battle of Yavin, the more he feels like a kid in a museum there. he does everything he can to improve the place. luke complains about a leak somewhere? din fixes it. one of the other jedi mention faulty wiring or fucky lights? din fixes it.

but he loves the padawans, despite being easily annoyed by them. they’re well behaved, for the most part. he plays around with them, makes them laugh during meditation (which luke Hates), and even teaches some of the older kids how to shoot straight.

everybody knows grogu is his little boy, which gives grogu a kind of “cool-kid” status among the other padawans. the kids carry him around on their shoulders, saying things like, “let’s go find your dad!” grogu loves it.

as much as din would hate to admit it, he loves having his neck kissed. at first, it’s an unfamiliar feeling: odd, vulnerable, intimate- who kisses necks, anyway?

but luke’s mouth always find that spot at the base of his neck that make his limbs feel weightless. din can’t help but hold his breath and tip his head to the side, always reaching his hands to luke’s shoulders to hold him Right There.

helmet/armor on:

din relies on his body to express himself with the helmet, so that would directly translate into the way he interacts with luke

now, i’d imagine his love language is acts of service, but that doesn’t stop him from holding luke’s face whenever he gets a chance, or putting a hand on the jedi’s forearm just to feel him

he likes to touch his “forehead” to luke’s

the armor doesn’t make for very comfortable hugs, but that doesn’t stop him from looping his arms around luke’s waist and pulling him close

JUST BEING NEAR LUKE IS ENOUGH FOR HIM, OKAY???

helmet/armor off:

din is pretty awkward with his helmet off since he’s been wearing it since he was a kid

kisses are unfamiliar to him and he doesn’t think he’s very good at them, but luke’s lips are soft and fun to peck

oddly, he likes to feel things against his face; he’ll grab luke’s palm and press it against his cheek, or repeating the point above about forehead-to-forehead

he’s not a Huge Kisser and luke respects that, but when din gets in the mood to kiss luke, he can barely stop himself

he loves lacing their fingers together, liking the warmth and roughness of luke’s palms

squeezing luke against him, reveling in how Soft and Squishy flesh-against-flesh is

lacing legs together in bed, just a tangle of limbs