A/N: This one goes after To royal words, deaf
ears. Again, these one-shots are connected and might reference each
other, but you can read these as stand-alone fics if you want.
I suppose every fandom/ship has those moments every writer
feels like doing their version of; I tried not to make this too trope-y.
They’re openly flirting now because they can. Thanks a lot to @titasjournal for being my beta again!
Han woke to the low beeping of his chrono, feeling as if he’d just
fallen asleep. The alarm meant he had been sleeping for the past six
hours, though, and now it was his turn to take over Chewie’s shift. In
truth, he could have gone to his bunk a couple of hours earlier, but
considering what he’d been doing, he wouldn’t have changed that time for
Han grinned with his eyes still closed at the memory. After he and
Leia had kissed in the cockpit, they had shared rations and spent good
part of the next hour enjoying each other’s company until Leia insisted
he went to get some sleep. She thought it would be a good idea to bribe
him with the promise of a good-night kiss when, actually, it had made
leaving harder. Han had been struggling not to doze off on his chair
while she pondered aloud this and that about the Alliance, though, and
he’d had to admit he wasn’t going to be much use during his next shift
unless he had some rest.
He opened his eyes now and saw her on the spare bunk to his right,
back turned to him and her loose hair spilling down to the floor under
the blanket. It was a rare thing to see Leia in such a vulnerable,
relaxed state, not prowling and trying to be on top of everything. He’d
never wished for a proper cabin with a proper bed more than now, just to
let her borrow it—and since she had insinuated earlier she might want
to share with him at some point, he regretted not having more than the
functional, narrow bunks.
His alarm beeped again and he swatted at his chrono before swinging
his legs off the bunk. It was only then that he noticed Leia’s mumbling
and tossing, where minutes ago she’d seemed so peaceful. Han watched her
for a moment, waiting it out, but her unrest increased.
noah fence but: 1) id rather die than have an obi wan movie. like i know ya’ll want one but give me ONE good plotline for a possible obi wan movie. u cant. 2) a han solo trilogy is dumbassfucc but dont even TRY to pretend ya’ll werent excited for the han movie. dont even try. the dude they cast is boring n looks nothing like harrison but the movie is gonna be fun and u know it. like we’ll see han growing up and becoming a smuggler and meeting chewie and everything unexplained!! i love han!!! 3) THERES NO NEED FOR AN OBI WAN MOVIE!!! YOU CANT MAKE AN OBI WAN MOVIE!!! THERES NOTHING TO TELL ABOUT HIS STORY!!!! WHO TF CARES!!!! YA’LL DONT NEED A WHOLE MOVIE ABOUT OBI WAN JUST BC U WANNA FUCK EWAN MCGREGOR!!! LIKE WHAT WOULD EVEN HAPPEN IN THE MOVIE??