@ltxmitaka

She woke curled around him, her mass utterly engulfing him, while he continued to sleep stone still save for the faint rise and fall of his belly. Phasma traced his jaw with the back of a finger, and leaned over him to catch the corner of his mouth with a soft kiss.

[ text: ] I love you.

[ text: ] I thought you should know, in case I don’t make it home.

[ text: ] Only a dozen of us made it back to the shuttle. 

[ text: ]  I don’t mean to make you worry, the medics are taking care of me.

Their relationship definitely remains outwardly platonic in public. Phasma is as cold mechanical toward him as anyone else, while still showing him the respect she feels he deserves. She’s a little warmer toward him in private, though. And things can absolutely get more heated if the mood serves.

But sneaky little flirtations definitely happen now and then, or Phasma finds excuses to send for him once in a great while, careful not to make a pattern of it. Her favorite, though, is inviting him to spar. Sometimes together, other times she’ll host an impromptu training session with Troopers who are slacking, and watches him spar with them. There’s almost nothing Phasma admires more than someone with polished fighting skills, and Mitaka especially because of how deceiving his stature is.

That…probably will never be a problem.

/sighs heavily.

This is me in every fandom I’ve ever been in.

But I’m glad to amuse you, Anon.

My tag for most things crack is “the crack is strong in my family.”

I’m particularly proud of the “Pellakythrux” and “Phasmitaka” sub-tags.