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A simple oath of loyalty is mistaken for a marriage proposal, and before Din Djarin realizes what's happening, all of Mandalore believes he intends to marry Bo-Katan Kryze.
With Mandalore's fragile government hanging in the balance, denying the rumor could be just as dangerous as confirming it.
As duty, politics, and circumstance keep drawing them together, Din begins to question feelings he never expected to have.
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Author's Note
English isn't my first language, but I did my best.
I hope you enjoy reading! Constructive feedback is always welcome.
Rating: General Audiences
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A month had passed since the Razor Crest last returned to Mandalore.
By Din Djarin's standards, that was hardly any time at all.
Most of his days were spent moving between New Republic outposts, his home on Nevarro, and whatever bounty contracts came his way. Mandalore had never been part of that routine.
Yet lately, he kept coming back.
Even he couldn't quite explain why.
"We're almost there."
Grogu looked up from Din's lap with a delighted chirp, his ears perking as the familiar scarred world filled the cockpit canopy β grey and broken, but slowly, unmistakably coming back to life. Grogu loved this place.
The Razor Crest settled onto the landing platform with a low groan of straining engines.
As always, Din's first stop was Bo-Katan Kryze.
Mandalore remained a world under reconstruction. The scars of the Purge still stretched across its cities, broken skylines interrupted by towering cranes and half-finished buildings. The old council chambers had been rebuilt, though they bore little resemblance to the ones that had stood before the war. If Bo-Katan wasn't inspecting construction somewhere in the capital, she would almost certainly be there.
Grogu climbed onto Din's shoulder as they entered the council building.
The corridors buzzed with officials, engineers, and guards moving briskly from one meeting to the next. Conversations faltered as they passed.
People stared.
Din was used to that. Grogu attracted curious looks wherever they went.
But these weren't the usual smiles or puzzled glances.
Their eyes lingered.
Curiosity was there, certainlyβbut so was something colder.
Disapproval.
A knot of unease settled beneath Din's beskar.
Ahead, Koska Reeves rounded the corner.
She had never made much effort to hide her opinion of him, and today was no exception. The moment their eyes met, her expression hardened.
She said nothing.
She merely watched him pass with a look sharp enough to cut through beskar before continuing on her way.
By the time Din reached Bo-Katan's office, his confusion had only deepened.
He raised a fist and knocked.
"Back already?" Bo-Katan said, looking up from the datapad on her desk. A faint smile tugged at the corner of her mouth. "Or perhaps it hasn't been that long after all."
She looked much as she always didβcomposed, self-assured, entirely at ease behind her desk. Tilting her head in greeting, she motioned for him to come in.
Grogu wasted no time. With an excited chirp, he launched himself from Din's shoulder onto her lap.
Bo-Katan caught him without so much as looking surprised. She only smiled, absently scratching behind one of his ears as if he'd done this a hundred times before.
"Sorry for dropping in unannounced," Din said. "I happened to be nearby."
"I don't mind." Her fingers continued to stroke Grogu's head. "Though your timing could have been better."
Something in her voice made Din pause.
The words were calm enough, but there was a glint in her green eyes that hadn't been there a moment agoβa spark of amusement... and unmistakable provocation.
"What happened?"
"To be more precise," she said, "you're the one who's happened."
Din frowned behind his helmet.
"The capital has been buzzing with a rather entertaining rumor."
"...About me?"
"About you and me."
She let the silence hang for a heartbeat before continuing.
"Before you left last time, you renewed your oath of allegiance."
Din nodded.
"You knelt before me."
Another nod.
"Apparently," she said with the faintest hint of a smirk, "someone mistook that for a marriage proposal."
For a moment, Din forgot how to breathe.
A proposal.
Of all the things he had expected to hear, that had never crossed his mind.
"As you know," Bo-Katan went on, "Mandalorians have always had a talent for politics."
Her tone carried the dry irony he had long since come to recognize.
"And rumors travel much faster than facts."
Mandalore was still rebuildingβnot only its cities, but its government.
After the Purge, there had been too few survivors to restore the old political order. The provisional government now relied, however reluctantly, on advisors and officials sent by the New Republic. Every decision was delicate. Every alliance was scrutinized.
The entire administration was balancing on a knife's edge.
Grogu looked up at Din, tilting his head in innocent confusion, clearly unable to understand why the adults had suddenly fallen so quiet.
"You could simply deny it," Din said at last. "If the words come from you, the rumor won't survive the day."
Bo-Katan gave a small, knowing smile.
"Perhaps."
She let the word linger.
"But it isn't that simple."
"Why?" Din asked. "Because whoever marries you is expected to have the right political standing?"
A quiet laugh escaped her.
"No."
She shook her head.
"Everyone already knows you're one of the Children of the Watch. They also know many people still haven't let go of their prejudice against them."
Her expression grew more thoughtful.
"If I acknowledge any close ties to the Watch, it will provoke one side. If I deny them too strongly, it will provoke the other."
She gave a faint shrug.
"Either way, someone will see it as a political statement."
Din released a long sigh through the vocoder.
Politics.
He had never understood how people could turn something as simple as a rumor into a weapon.
The whole situation felt like an unnecessary headache.
Still... the last thing he wanted was to make life more difficult for the woman sitting across from him.
"What can I do?"
Bo-Katan rested her chin against one hand, studying him for a moment before answering.
"There may be something."
"I'm listening."
"A delegation from the New Republic is arriving tomorrow."
She reached for a datapad, though her eyes never quite left him.
"They're here to inspect the reconstruction effort. Since you've worked with the New Republic fleet before, your presence would be... politically convenient."
She offered the faintest smile.
"But I know you didn't come here for that. If you'd rather leave, I won't ask."
Din considered it for all of a second.
"...I'll stay."
One of Bo-Katan's brows lifted.
"That was a quick decision."
"I just finished a long contract," he replied. "I was planning to take some time off anyway."
A pause.
"Stopping here was part of that."
For the first time since he'd entered the room, Bo-Katan's smile became genuine.
"Then you'd be doing me a great service."
Bo-Katan lowered her gaze to the datapad in front of her, signaling that the conversation was over.
Din inclined his head and turned to leave.
He kept his stride steady.
His breathing even.
Outwardly, there was nothing to betray him.
Inside was another matter entirely.
A proposal.
The word refused to leave him alone.
He had never truly thought of Bo-Katan Kryze in a romantic light.
She belonged to no creed that required a helmet, and unlike most of the people he had grown up among, her face had never been a mystery. He had seen the sharp lines of her features, the way her auburn hair caught the light, the quiet confidence with which she carried herself. He had always known she was beautiful.
But beauty had never been what drew him to her.
It was her resolve.
Her unwavering determination to reclaim Mandalore.
The way she never allowed herself to bend, even when the galaxy seemed determined to break her.
That admiration had never crossed into something else.
Or so he had believed.
Yet hearing his own name spoken as the man who might stand beside her...
And realizing she had no intention of denying the rumor outright...
Left him feeling strangely untethered, as though gravity itself had quietly slipped away.
"For now," Bo-Katan had said before he left, "we'll neither deny it nor confirm it. There's no reason to provoke either side."
Din still wasn't convinced it was the right decision.
But he had nodded all the same.
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Thanks to Bo-Katan's arrangements, he and Grogu were given a room in one of Mandalore's temporary guest lodgings.
The building was plain, more like an apartment block than an inn. Eventually, it was meant to become a proper hotel, once reconstruction reached this district.
After giving his name to the receptionist droid, Din was directed to a room on the third floor.
The access code unlocked a space larger than he had expected.
There was a small kitchenette along one wall, and a bed wide enough that even he could stretch out comfortably.
Grogu immediately claimed it.
The child could sleep almost anywhere, but solid ground still seemed to be a novelty after weeks aboard the Razor Crest. He bounced happily across the mattress, laughing to himself.
"Easy," Din said automatically.
Grogu ignored him.
Ordinarily, Din would have insisted.
Tonight, he didn't have the energy.
One by one, he removed each piece of beskar armor, setting it carefully on the desk beside the bed.
Only when the last piece had been laid aside did he allow himself to sink onto the mattress.
I watched a bit of Star Wars Gallery season 3 and did no one else notice how Filoni said about Din "Building him into a character that not only accepts family and having Grogu as like a de facto son, but welcome others into family" while showing this scene of Din and Bo
didn't change much about bb, just changed his pose and added/changed some stuff, eg giving his staff a more key like silhouette(?) cuz y'know, secrecy and stuff
Changed Echo majorly, made her resemble the egare a lot more ( @kittycatdraws29 thanks for the idea and fun fact)
